"Skull drill," Chen Fan reached out.
The medical staff beside him handed the skull drill to Chen Fan.
Just like the previous surgery, Chen Fan only used the skull drill to make two thumb-sized holes above the patient's lesion before commencing the operation.
Chen Fan's actions immediately stunned everyone present.
Typically, for such craniotomy surgeries, the patient's skull bone would be removed.
Yet, Chen Fan began the surgery after drilling only two thumb-sized holes. While this method, with its smaller incision, would facilitate recovery, it was extremely dangerous. After all, the brain is where the nerves are most complex, and a single mistake could cause irreversible damage to the patient.
Wang Yudong, standing in the corner, was shocked by this. However, he did not intervene. Instead, a smug expression spread across his face.
Chen Fan did not proceed to remove the patient's brain tumor first. Instead, he performed a cerebral revascularization surgery on the patient.
Holding his breath and concentrating, the patient's brain condition was fully displayed before Chen Fan's eyes, providing him with great convenience during the surgery, without a hint of risk.
When Chen Fan completed the cerebral revascularization, everyone present gasped in awe.
It was known that for a patient in such a condition, performing a bypass even with a full craniotomy would be extremely difficult. Yet, Chen Fan had accomplished such a high-difficulty bypass within a limited field of vision, and the patient had not experienced any complications.
At this moment, the medical staff assisting Chen Fan stared with wide, disbelieving eyes, filled with astonishment.
"Scalpel," Chen Fan reached out to the female nurse beside him.
"Ah?"
"My apologies, Director Chen." The female nurse, jolted back to reality by his voice, hurriedly picked up the scalpel and handed it to Chen Fan.
"Be more serious. This is a surgery, and we must be responsible for the patient," Chen Fan frowned slightly.
"Yes." The female nurse nodded quickly, her face flushed with embarrassment.
She was stunned by Chen Fan's medical skill, as were the others. Performing a bypass and then tumor removal through two thumb-sized openings was something they had never heard of.
According to Chen Fan's observation, the tumor was growing in a location surrounded by the nervous system on one side, and a blood vessel obstructed the path on the other.
To remove this tumor, there was only one method: to cut the blood vessel and extract the tumor in the shortest possible time.
Chen Fan clamped both ends of the blood vessel with hemostats, instructing a doctor beside him to hold them tightly, while he used a surgical knife to cut open the patient's blood vessel.
"Beep beep beep!"
However, at this moment, the patient's monitor suddenly alarmed.
"Chen, Director Chen, the patient's blood pressure is dropping, and his heartbeat is also decreasing," a doctor's anxious voice rang out.
In an instant, the expressions of all the medical staff present turned tense.
"Inject norepinephrine intravenously," Chen Fan, still calm, commanded while simultaneously removing the patient's brain tumor.
His time was limited to five minutes. If he could not remove the tumor and suture the blood vessel within these five minutes, the severed blood vessel would become necrotic, and the patient would surely die.
Wang Yudong, seeing the situation, curved his lips into a smile and turned to walk out of the operating room.
He knew that with such a high-difficulty surgery, any problem would inevitably lead to its failure.
Outside the operating room, a noblewoman paced back and forth, her face filled with anxiety.
"Mrs. Luo, please do not worry. The doctor performing Mr. Luo's surgery today is a renowned physician from Jiangcheng. The surgery will surely be successful," the middle-aged man standing beside the noblewoman said to comfort her.
The noblewoman stopped pacing and frowned slightly, questioning, "Dean Tian, you told me something very different a few days ago. You said my husband's condition was very serious, with almost zero chance of surgical success. How can you say it will definitely succeed today?"
The middle-aged man was none other than Tian Yu, the vice dean of the Third Hospital.
Tian Yu explained, "Mrs. Luo, with the conditions of our hospital's doctors, we truly had no solution. However, Mr. Luo was fortunate. Director Chen happened to be available. He has treated many difficult and complex cases, and we went to great lengths to invite him here."
"Director Chen? Which Director Chen? I know almost all the heads of neurosurgery in Jiangcheng. How have I never heard of him?" the noblewoman asked, puzzled.
Tian Yu replied, "Mrs. Luo, he is the head of surgery at the psychiatric hospital. Although not widely known, his medical skills are exceptional."
"What? The head of surgery at a psychiatric hospital?" The noblewoman's expression froze.
Immediately, anger flared. "You are being reckless! You dare to let a psychiatric hospital's head of surgery operate on my husband?! If anything goes wrong, can he bear the responsibility?! Why didn't you tell me the lead surgeon was from a psychiatric hospital before the surgery? If I had known, I would never have agreed to this surgery!"
Just then, the operating room door opened, and Wang Yudong emerged.
Tian Yu walked towards Wang Yudong, exchanged a knowing glance, and feigned urgency as he asked, "Director Wang, has Director Chen started the surgery yet? Mrs. Luo is hesitating. Perhaps we should halt the surgery."
Wang Yudong immediately understood and appeared conflicted. "Dean Tian, Director Chen has already begun the craniotomy surgery and is currently in progress."
"What?!" Hearing this, the noblewoman stumbled and sank onto a nearby chair.
Wang Yudong stepped forward to console her. "Mrs. Luo, please do not worry. Director Chen just said he is certain he can complete the surgery. If he fails, you can complain about him however you wish. Think about it, if he says that, he must be fully confident, otherwise, who would risk their career?"
Tian Yu nodded in agreement. "Yes, Mrs. Luo. The reason we let him perform the surgery is because he guaranteed he could complete it. Furthermore, he was recommended by the vice dean of the psychiatric hospital. If you don't believe me, you can check our chat logs with the vice dean of the psychiatric hospital."
Saying this, Tian Yu took out his phone and opened the chat logs.
The noblewoman looked over.
Seeing the chat logs between the two, the noblewoman finally breathed a sigh of relief, her expression softening.
After all, she knew that a doctor's reputation was paramount, and no doctor would willingly ruin their own future.
Seeing the noblewoman's mood improve, Tian Yu and Wang Yudong exchanged glances, a sly smile appearing on both their faces.
They and Lian Wenxin had been classmates at the same school.
Yesterday, when several of their old classmates gathered for dinner, they naturally brought up Chen Fan, whom they all hated. They had decided then to teach that arrogant and overbearing Chen Fan a lesson.
This was the plan they had devised yesterday: to have him operate on someone who was certain to die. If the surgery failed, it would surely ruin Chen Fan's reputation.