coobybook Chapter 259 Unable to Break Free
Chapter 259 Unable to Break Free
The Range Rover was like a swift steel beast, speeding along the road at lightning speed. The scenery outside the car window was like a series of colorful but blurry paintings that quickly moved backwards, and the fleeting pictures seemed to silently tell the urgency of saving lives like putting out a fire.
Inside the car, Jiang Chengyu's eyes were as sharp as torches, staring intently at the road ahead. It seemed that his gaze could penetrate the darkness and reach the destination directly.
His hands were like nimble snakes, manipulating the steering wheel skillfully and flexibly. Every movement was precise and accurate, showing his professionalism and calmness.
The car slowly drove into the solemn gate of the military hospital, and the guard on duty immediately made a vigilant blocking gesture.
Jiang Chengyu quickly lowered the car window and shouted in a hurried but polite tone: "Hello, I am Jiang Chengyu. Professor Cao Guohua specially asked me to come here for surgery. Please let me go quickly."
The guard responded seriously: "Please wait a moment."
After saying that, he quickly ran into the gatehouse, picked up the phone receiver, quickly dialed a number, and after a brief report, he immediately ran out.
He pressed the remote control in his hand skillfully, and with a low mechanical sound, the heavy door slowly opened to both sides.
Jiang Chengyu stepped on the accelerator without hesitation, and the car drove smoothly into the military hospital. After stopping steadily in the parking space in the yard, he quickly pulled the handbrake, unbuckled the seat belt, and got out of the car as quickly as an arrow from a bow.
At this time, Professor Cao Guohua and several medical staff came quickly. Cao Guohua smiled, held Jiang Chengyu's hand tightly, and said earnestly:
"I'm so sorry to call you here in the middle of the night. You...you don't have to be so anxious. You rushed here without even a coat!"
As he spoke, Cao Guohua took off his woolen coat and put it on Jiang Chengyu.
Jiang Chengyu raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a gentle smile and responded: "It's okay, life is priceless, and it is our duty as doctors to save the dying and the wounded."
Cao Guohua's eyes were full of anticipation: "Then please come in. The surgical team is ready. I will personally assist you."
Jiang Chengyu looked flattered: "Oh, I'm a little flattered! Let's work together!"
As they spoke, they hurried into the disinfection room. In the disinfection room, there were special medical staff to help the two change into surgical gowns.
They first unfolded the surgical gowns and carefully checked for any damage or foreign objects, then helped Jiang Chengyu and Cao Guohua put them on, starting from the collar and arranging the shoulders and sleeves in turn to ensure that they fit comfortably and would not affect the operation.
After that, a strict disinfection procedure begins. First, dip a sterile cotton ball in an appropriate amount of iodine, start from the hands, and carefully wipe every inch of skin, including the gaps between the fingers and the lines on the back of the hands, to ensure that no part is missed.
Then, wipe upward along the arm in a spiral motion, gently but quickly to ensure the disinfection effect. After the hand disinfection is completed, the neck, face and other exposed parts are also disinfected in the same meticulous manner.
After the disinfection was completed, Professor Cao raised his head inadvertently, his eyes fell on Jiang Chengyu's cheek, his brows slightly frowned, and he pointed at Jiang Chengyu's cheek and asked, "You, what's wrong with your cheek?"
Jiang Chengyu suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He quickly took the mask and put it on, saying, "It's okay. Let's go into the operating room and see the patient's specific condition!"
Entering the operating room, under the bright shadowless light, the patient lies quietly on the operating table.
Various monitoring instruments made rhythmic ticking sounds, displaying vital signs data.
Jiang Chengyu quickly walked to the operating table, his eyes instantly became sharp and focused, and he carefully reviewed the patient's medical records and preoperative examination report.
In the operating room, various instruments made regular ticking sounds. Jiang Chengyu and Professor Cao Guohua stood in front of the operating table, and the atmosphere was tense.
Jiang Chengyu took a deep breath, looked at the patient intently, and muttered silently: "This operation is not easy. The blood clot is located so deep and close to the key nerves. There must be no mistakes."
Jiang Chengyu analyzed the situation to Professor Cao Guohua and continued, "Professor, judging from the film, the blood clot is located quite deep and has a complex relationship with the surrounding nerve tissue. We must handle it carefully."
Cao Guohua nodded solemnly: "That's right, every step must be taken with caution. Let's use ultrasound to locate the specific position and range first, so that it will be more accurate. This operation is related to the patient's life, we must succeed."
The nurse operated the ultrasound machine, and an image of a blood clot appeared on the screen. Nurse: "Doctor Jiang, Professor Cao, the blood clot is deep in the frontal lobe, close to the nerve bundle related to the language center."
Jiang Chengyu frowned, his heartbeat quickened slightly, but his hands were steady: "There can't be any deviation. Prepare the microsuction device. We will try to enter from the surrounding avascular area first. This is like clearing mines in a minefield. Not a single step can be wrong."
The assistant handed over the micro-suction device, and Cao Guohua said tacitly: "I will help you control the suction force, and you slowly separate the blood clot and the surrounding tissue. This process is like defusing a bomb, and every action must be extremely precise, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"
Jiang Chengyu carefully operated the microaspirator, while Cao Guohua watched closely beside him, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.
Jiang Chengyu also had beads of sweat on his forehead. He was nervous but calm: "Professor, there is a small blood vessel here that is bleeding. Give me the bipolar coagulation. This blood vessel is too fragile. It's like dancing on the edge of a cliff. If you are not careful..." Cao Guohua quickly handed over the bipolar coagulation.
Cao Guohua said nervously: "Pay attention to controlling the electrocoagulation time to avoid thermal damage to the peripheral nerves. This step is crucial, we have to keep it steady." Jiang Chengyu accurately operated the electrocoagulation to stop bleeding, his eyes focused and careful.
Jiang Chengyu breathed a sigh of relief, but did not dare to relax: "The bleeding has been stopped, continue to separate, this part of the tissue seems to be a little edematous, professor, please be more gentle.
This is even more delicate than treating fragile treasures, and the surrounding nerve tissue must be protected." After some delicate operations, the blood clot gradually loosened.
A hint of relief flashed in Cao Guohua's eyes, but he remained vigilant: "Now you can try to gently suck out some of the blood clots and see how it goes. I hope everything goes well. The patient is still so young." Jiang Chengyu slowly sucked out some blood clots.
Jiang Chengyu looked at the instrument data and felt relieved: "At present, the intracranial pressure is decreasing, but there is still some residue. Let's adjust the angle and continue. We can't relax and must completely eliminate it."
After continuing the operation for a while, the blood clot was basically cleared; Jiang Chengyu was tired but excited: "Professor, check the wound surface to confirm whether there are any residual blood clots and active bleeding points. It feels like I have fought a tough battle. Even fighting a war is not as tense and exciting as this!"
The two carefully checked, and Cao Guohua smiled: "It looks good. Rinse with saline solution and prepare for suturing. This operation was really not easy. Every step was like walking on a tightrope."
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at the same time, expressing their happiness for their successful assistance, and then began to sew up the wound.
The next morning, the sun shone through the thin clouds and gently illuminated every corner of the military hospital, adding a bit of tranquility and peace to this place which was usually filled with a serious atmosphere.
After Professor Cao Guohua finished his morning rounds, he unconsciously walked towards the dormitory next to his office.
That was a resting place specially prepared by the hospital for experts who came temporarily to participate in important operations, and at this moment, Jiang Chengyu was living there.
Professor Cao Guohua walked slowly to the dormitory door and paused for a moment, as if hesitating whether to knock on the door and disturb them now. After all, the operation last night had consumed a lot of energy and everyone was very tired.
But after thinking for a moment, he reached out and gently knocked on the door. The knock was very light and slow, with a cautiousness that did not want to disturb others' sweet dreams.
However, after waiting for a long time, Jiang Chengyu did not respond. Professor Cao Guohua felt a little confused and a little worried.
He raised his hand again and grasped the door handle, his movements as gentle as if he was handling a precious piece of easily broken porcelain, and turned it slowly, and then the door opened silently.
In the dormitory, the curtains were drawn and the light was dim. Jiang Chengyu could be vaguely seen sleeping soundly.
His face looked a little tired in the slightly dim light, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and there seemed to be a hint of bitterness on his face, as if he was trapped in a heart-wrenching dream and couldn't break free.
Professor Cao Guohua looked at Jiang Chengyu and couldn't help but murmur in his heart: "What on earth happened to this child?
He seems to be a cheerful guy on weekdays, but now he looks like he has a lot on his mind when he is sleeping.
Every time we meet, he is unwilling to confide in me. Do we have to get along this way?"
Professor Cao Guohua couldn't help but sigh softly, but his eyes revealed a bit of approval.
"However, this child is really good. He is so young, but he has achieved such high attainments in medicine. His superb surgical skills are not comparable to those of ordinary people. It is really rare!
The operation last night was so difficult and stressful. He must be exhausted. Let's not disturb him! Let him continue to sleep and have a good rest to recover his energy."
Professor Cao Guohua stood beside the bed and looked at Jiang Chengyu quietly for a while, his eyes full of concern and love for the younger generation.
Afterwards, he turned around again on tiptoe, taking every step very lightly, for fear of making any noise and waking Jiang Chengyu up. He slowly walked out of the room, and finally, he gently closed the door again. The movement of closing the door was so light that it seemed like just a breeze passing by.
The entire corridor returned to its previous silence, as if nothing had happened. Only behind the tightly closed door, Jiang Chengyu was still immersed in his dreams.