The Surgeon's Studio

Panda Novel

The rising star of the cardiosurgery department stood in the assistant position and focused on the surgical field. All kinds of instruments were placed to one side and as he pulled the retractor, he would hand over the surgical instruments from time to time.

Lu Zewei was stunned for a moment. This was…a scrub nurse’s job? Why was he doing such a thing?

He knew that Su Yun had a sharp and unkind temper. Lu Zewei was still very careful even though he was already going to lead a team at Chengdu Provincial Hospital.

He observed the patient’s position. He was in a supine position. It should be lumbar anesthesia plus continuous epidural anesthesia. The patient was in a semi-conscious state.

He looked around. It was a routine internal fixation for tibia fractures.

Did Su Yun go end up in the orthopedics department? If he didn’t want to be a postgraduate student or a student in the thoracic department, why did he want to go to the orthopedics department?

Lu Zewei’s head was dripping with sweat.

“Boss Lu, you’re here?” The anesthesiologist saw Lu Zewei walk in, greeting him as he walked back from the patient’s feet.

He wiped his sweat with his hands, his eyes filled with excitement.

Lu Zewei knew the look in his eyes very well.

Other than the assistants, the anesthesiologists and scrub nurse were also the people who knew the surgeon’s level the best. Because there was no conflict of interest, the anesthesiologists and scrub nurses were even more objective than the assistants when it came to evaluating a surgeon’s level.

Although there was no verbal communication, the look in the anesthesiologist’s eyes had already betrayed him.

From the look in his eyes, it could be seen that he was an extremely awesome surgeon. The surgery he performed was so wonderful that even the anesthesiologists were in awe of him.

Although they were conducting emergency treatments, there was a relaxed atmosphere in the operating theater that Lu Zewei had not felt for many days.

The anesthetist’s excitement could not help but be revealed in his eyes.

Was the internal fixation of a tibial fracture that powerful? Lu Zewei did not understand but remained silent. He waved his hand and stood behind Zheng Ren’s body to watch the surgery.

The surgeon took the right tibial node and made a longitudinal incision on the lower edge of the patella. The incision was about five centimeters long. The skin, subcutaneous tissue, and fascia were cut layer by layer. The patella tendon was cut lengthwise and the prepatellar fat pad was pushed open. The patient bent his knee and made a groove about 0.5 centimeters from the medial side of the tibial node.

These were all routine surgical steps. There was nothing to be surprised about.

Although the surgical field was very clean and the operative method was very agile, it was not to the extent that it would make the anesthetist’s eyes shine with excitement.

The soft drill was made its mark at 8mm, 9mm, and10 mm. After the proximal end of the fracture was reamed, the anterior and medial sides of the broken end were cut open, and the broken end was reset under direct vision.

The operative view was not bad but if there was anything special about it… Lu Zewei could not see it.

Internal fixation of the tibia fracture. It was a very simple operation. There was no need to do it in the hybrid operating room, right?

Lu Zewei glanced at the surgeom. There was a bruise at the corner of his eye. It was a little strange and embarrassing. However, Su Yun had said that he had suffered a lot when he came down from the frontline. Even so, he could still tell that the surgeon was very young. He was not the old man that he had imagined.

Was he the boss that Su Yun had mentioned? No way. At this age, any random person would be spat to death by Su Yun.

Even if he had skills, how could he be as powerful as Su Yun?

No, it definitely wasn’t him.

Lu Zewei thought this to himself as he watched the surgery. The more he thought about it, the more curious he became. Where was Su Yun’s boss?

After the reduction, the surgeon pushed the 10mm long, 330mm intramedullary nail into the groove. Under the sight, he locked the two 40mm and 35mm nails at the far end, and the 65mm and 70mm nails at the near end.

“Anesthesiologist, please change the warm saline gauze again,” the surgeon said softly after the fracture was fixed.

The anesthesiologist responded crisply and immediately went to change the warm saline water gauze on the patient’s foot.

What was the use of doing a hot compress on the foot for a tibia fracture? Lu Zewei was a little confused.

Could this be a new surgical method of the orthopedics department?

The anesthesiologist began to rinse the incision. The scrub nurse counted the gauze and instruments without error before closing the incision before the knee.

There was still nothing amazing happening. Apart from the speed, Lu Zewei could not see what shocked the anesthesiologist.

The more it was like this, the more curious he was.

He firmly believed that the look in the anesthesiologist’s eyes could not be fake.

If Su Yun was not present, he would have asked the anesthesiologist. However, with Su Yun around, Lu Zewei did not hesitate and gave up on this option.

Back then, he was still studying for his PhD in Huaxi. His classmates worked like lab dogs for their boss in the laboratory, doing stem cell cultivation. When he had time, he would go for a stroll and play. He had met Su Yun before.

He was handsome and had a high level of skill. He was the sort that women loved.

However, as soon as he came into contact with him, Lu Zewei realized that this guy was simply the most typical arrogant guy who just relied on his talent.

Because he was so talented, he looked down at everyone. His contempt came from the bottom of his heart and was present all the time.

There were all kinds of rude and sarcastic remarks that came from him.

It was good that he did not resist. He just had to call him Brother Yun. Once he resisted, it would attract even more violent ‘attacks’.

Anyway, Lu Zewei only saw Su Yun once and ran away.

It was best not to see such a person for the rest of his life.

But after only meeting him once, he always remembered him. Later, he even heard from his classmates that this guy was the one who performed the autologous stem cell cultivation heart transplant surgery on a white mouse.

Lu Zewei’s evaluation of Su Yun was that he was a super scholar, a sharp and mean one. A handsome, sharp and mean super scholar.

It was strange. Where was his boss? Why wasn’t he here yet? Besides, Su Yun was playing the role of an assistant and scrub nurse. During the entire surgery, he didn’t even see him bully anyone.

Was he bullying him because he saw that he had a good temper? Lu Zewei felt a little bitter.

Just as Lu Zewei began to let his imagination run wild, the surgeon had already begun the surgery.

He then extended the fracture-end reduction incision to both sides.

As soon as the operative view changed, Lu Zewei was stunned.

The skin on the patient’s calves was dark. At a glance, one could tell that it was the patient who had been under pressure for a long time, causing necrosis.

Recently, there were simply too many similar patients. Lu Zewei had seen a few amputations with his own eyes.

These were patients who were about to have their limbs amputated!

They were about to have their limbs amputated. Why did they need internal fixation? Lu Zewei was stunned.

At this moment, there was no longer any benefit in doing such a thing. The people who could appear in the operating theater were all there to treat patients and save people.

Lu Zewei had also seen surgical errors caused by exhaustion. Because there were other people who would save the scene, there were no harmful consequences.

Was the surgeon tired? Why would he do such a thing?

While Lu Zewei was in a daze, the surgeon had already opened the deep and shallow compartment of the posterior tibial artery. The tension in the compartment was high and the muscles were bruised, colored a dark red. Its elasticity was still good. The clamp was striated as he examined the posterior tibial artery and the soleus muscles. finding that the posterior tibial artery was completely spasming along with the horizontal contusion of the fractured end. There was no pulsation, and the posterior tibial nerve was intact.

After the examination, Su Yun handed over a piece of warm saline gauze and gave it a warm compress.

Su Yun also heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the posterior tibial nerve was intact in the blood-clotted and dark red wound.

He raised his head and saw Lu Zewei standing behind Zheng Ren. He smiled and said, “Professor Lu, what advice do you have?”