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C481 Frontoparietal Convex Meningioma



C481 Frontoparietal Convex Meningioma

2Anesthesia, craniotomy, and all sorts of equipment were linked. Chen Qun was almost completely familiar with the procedure, as if he had done it hundreds of times, making Dongfang Wenxin, who acted as an instrument nurse, so busy that she had almost no time to rest. Such a high intensity cooperation was the happiest moment for an instrument nurse like her.    

    

After the work was done, Chen Qun instructed the anesthesiologist to reduce the amount of the anesthetic and started to wake the patient up.    

    

In fact, this kind of conscious surgery has been popular abroad for thirty to forty years, but rarely done at home. The most important reason is that it has a lot to do with our domestic thinking. For all the Surgery Doctor in the country, for a patient to die on the operation table, as long as it was not his own fault, it meant that everyone had done their best without feeling much guilt.    

    

However, for a conscious patient to die on the operating table, it was akin to killing someone. That kind of psychological pressure was far greater than any other surgery.    

    

Of course, Chen Qun's nerves were already as thick as a bucket. After witnessing thousands of simulated patients die in his hands, he didn't feel any psychological pressure, not even the slightest ripple.    

    

However, today's operation was a bit special and he had a girlfriend present. Just so that his girlfriend wouldn't be frightened, Chen Qun did two simulations before the surgery. After the perfect completion, he then officially started the frontal lobe resection for the convex meningioma.    

    

"Mister Wang Yun, Mister Wang Yun, can you hear me?"    

    

Chi Hong, who was holding a laptop in her hand, stood in front of the operating table. She raised her voice slightly and called out to the patient who was lying down.    

    

Due to her previous experience of demonstration surgery, this time as a psychologist and surgical guide, Chi Hong appeared more and more familiar with the route.    

    

"I... Is the operation done? "Oh, let me see, is the operation going to start now?"    

    

This demonstration surgery was not done as usual in the hospital. The patient and the operating table were placed in the demonstration room, but they were still in this very advanced operating room. They didn't even broadcast live.    

    

After all, they were not afraid of any surgery, especially if the patient was awake. If something happened to him, it would be fatal for Chen Qun and the reputation of the hospital.    

    

Demonstration surgery or something, can be divided into a number of demonstration surgery Oh! Not watching a live broadcast was the norm for those old men. Liu Yang had directly completed the arrangements when the young miss wasn't paying attention.    

    

"Yes, Mr. Wang. It seems that you are in good shape. Then let's begin! "    

    

Chi Hong recorded a few numbers on the tablet. A calm and elegant smile appeared on her face, which gave the patient a sense of relief.    

    

The only thing that was different from other operations was that there was no live broadcast on the screen. The purpose of this was to prevent the patient from seeing what was happening to his brain. Along with Chi Hong's voice and the movements of her hands, a beautiful landscape painting appeared on the big screen. It was full of beautiful flowers and vibrant red flowers. A beautiful atmosphere filled the entire operation room.    

    

The warm tone along with the soothing sound of the piano made the atmosphere in the operation room less bloody, as though it was an academic lecture.    

    

All the pictures and pictures were chosen according to the recommendations of the psychologists in the hospital.    

    

"Okay, Dr. Qi, what do I need to do?"    

    

"Actually, you only need to answer a few questions. We need to set up all kinds of pathways in your brain. Doctor-in-Charge will touch some parts of your brain. He might have some pain. The first question, is from one to five … "    

    

"Hehe, looks like I've returned to kindergarten, and even have a beautiful older sister that I've never seen before as a teacher. Can I be wrong?"    

    

As a photographer, patient Wang Yun had traveled a lot in the north and south, so it was natural for him to tease Dr. Qi, who was wearing a mask.    

    

Qi Hong squeezed out an awkward yet polite smile, but his voice turned colder.    

    

"Maybe Mr. Wang still doesn't understand the importance of this operation. Every problem we have is set up to respond to different parts of your brain. If you don't answer or do something else, then other areas of activity will appear on the device, which will affect Doctor-in-Charge's judgment and collection of computer data, resulting in mispositioning. At the end of the day, when you cut off the tumor, there will be some deviation that will lead to brain damage. Therefore, please cooperate as much as possible with Mr. Wang and don't think about irrelevant things and focus your attention. "    

    

Chen Qun also said lightly above his head when he saw the patient's smiling face.    

    

"The damage to your nerves is very serious. It will even lead to your joke today, which will become your joke for the rest of your life. Now, please answer the first question. "    

    

"I'm so sorry, that's just a bad habit. I try to concentrate. "1, 2, 3 …"    

    

Hearing Chen Qun's indifferent voice, the patient knew that he might have angered this genius Dr. Chen. Originally, he wanted to come over to interview him, but in the end, he just laid on the operating table and personally witnessed the operation.    

    

This may be another form of interview, but I don't know if this is lucky or unfortunate.    

    

"Very well, raise your left middle finger. Chi Hong, you should continue recording the data. I'll control it from here. It's more direct and convenient. Let's go to hell with the standard manual! "    

    

Chen Qun decided to change the operating mode of the operation. He would directly lead the patient's thinking. Compared to Chi Hong who was asking a question from the other side, he was more direct and also able to adapt to the situation.    

    

The patient's left middle finger was extended.    

    

"Look at the screen in front, tell me what's on the screen."    

    

"It's a giraffe!"    

    

"Tell me, what is that smell you smell now?"    

    

"Yes …" The fragrance of roses, of course, could also be that of the rose. I am somewhat unable to differentiate between the two. "    

    

"What musical instrument is on the big screen now?"    

    

"A zither or a zither."    

    

"Very well, you have done very well. The following topic may be a bit more difficult to find things that are not in the same group on the previous image. There are a total of twelve images. If you look at them carefully, you can only answer after thinking clearly. "    

    

Time passed second by second, and then it became minute by minute. After watching for a long time, the patient Wang Yun finally decided to give up.    

    

"Doctor, I can't find anything different. Does it have an effect?"    

    

"Actually, it didn't affect me at all. The last problem is to let you focus and concentrate on logical thinking, so that I can complete the tumor removal. By the way, I have good news and bad news for you. The good news is that your tumor has been removed and is benign, meaning it won't metastasize. The bad news is that I have to anesthetize you again … "    

    

Before Chen Qun could finish his sentence, the patient fell into a deep slumber once again.    

    


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