The femoral artery was punctured and the arterial sheath was placed.

Because Ji Xiang was lying on his back, he could not see the surgical area, but he could feel the surgical operation and simulate it in his mind.

The surgeon's level is one or two levels lower than mine, but that doesn't matter. The surgery is not difficult and should be no problem.

But no matter what, Ji Xiang felt a little uneasy.

Because, not long ago, he just witnessed a "sloppy" operation.

After 8 minutes and 22 seconds, the screen lit up, and Ji Xiang knew that the surgeon was stepping on the line.

He turned his head and looked at the DSA screen.

The guide wire was a bit thick, not a micro guide wire, Ji Xiang frowned.

Ordinarily, applying the micro guide wire directly is the most correct choice. With such a thick guide wire, does the surgeon have to change it after super selection?

Or should I say...

That ominous premonition is becoming reality little by little.

No matter what reasons Ji Xiang found, he could not explain the hospital's "sloppy" surgical procedures.

The operation went smoothly, although the surgeon's technique was slightly poor, so Ji Xiang wasn't too worried. What he was worried about was whether the surgeon would not perform super-selection.

The guidewire enters the hepatic artery and starts imaging at the porta hepatis.

After finding the tumor location, the next step is to make a super selection, Ji Xiang guessed. The specific choice of 2.4F or 1.7F micro guidewire depends on the surgeon's habits and technical level.

"Prepare to apply medicine," the surgeon said.

Spray medicine?

What kind of medicine should I take?

Ji Xiang's whole body was cold and he was ready to take medicine even before the super selection. It was indeed like this.

In a daze, he felt a warm current reverberating in his body, which must have been the injection of medicine.

Ji Xiang doesn't understand what's going on at this point. It is said that the temperature of the medicine injected by the high-pressure syringe should be lower than the body temperature. How can he feel the warm current?

But this thought passed quickly. Ji Xiang looked at the DSA screen, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

As if suffering from hemorrhagic shock, Ji Xiang was stunned and watched blankly as the medicine was poured into the liver.

Soon, the surgeon began to remove the tube.

"Is the operation... done?" Ji Xiang witnessed it with his own eyes. After undergoing the operation, he found that it was exactly the same as what he saw. He was so horrified that he asked stammeringly.

He has no idea why the top hospitals in the country would do this surgery. It shouldn’t be done!

But whether it is from the perspective of the system's empathy or from the perspective of one's own choice, this is the only reasonable one.

Why did they do this? Ji Xiang's mind was filled with questions.

Even if the liver is filled with chemotherapy drugs, the therapeutic effect on liver cancer will be very limited.

Or maybe it’s an iteration of the drug, and I don’t know?

Ji Xiang was vaguely aware of the truth, but he was unwilling to accept it.

Countless questions appeared in Ji Xiang's mind. He was carried on a flat car, and a young doctor pulled him to the corridor to apply pressure to stop the bleeding. He waited for fifteen minutes before applying pressure and bandaging.

At the same time, another patient was sent to the operating room.

Ji Xiang asked blankly, "Doctor, how long did the operation take?"

"More than ten minutes, normal speed." The young doctor said.

"So fast?"

"We are the top hospital in the country, how can the operation be so slow?" the young doctor replied proudly.

he……

If Ji Xiang hadn't been able to perform interventional surgery and was a level LV9 surgeon, he would probably have believed it.

Who gave him the confidence to say such things?

"Doctor, what medicine did you give me?"

"Oxaliplatin."

The young doctor gave Ji Xiang some relevant knowledge while applying pressure.

His knowledge reserve is not as good as Ji Xiang's, and Ji Xiang knows everything he talks about.

Ji Xiang knew one thing, that is to say, the operation performed by the surgeon on him was not rigorous. He only performed infusion chemotherapy and did not perform embolization at all!

The effect of this...

Ji Xiang carefully recalled the relevant knowledge explained to him by the system NPC and the countless surgeries in the system operating room.

Infusion chemotherapy is required. Before the kidney tumor is tied and embolized, medicine is injected into the kidney, and then the feeding blood vessels are blocked with elastic rings.

But here, the liver is injected with medicine... no embolization is done at all...

Ji Xiang fell silent.

He guessed it right, the ominous premonition grew stronger and stronger, turning into a dark cloud shrouding Ji Xiang's heart.

The operation was still possible. Ji Xiang stopped chatting with the little doctor. He was not in any mood.

Perhaps without knowing the secrets involved, Ji Xiang would be very happy, thinking that he had received treatment from a top-notch practitioner in the country.

but!

He is a little disappointed now.

"You can go home tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. After you go home, you can find a place to be hospitalized and receive liver-protecting drugs. You can recover faster. If you check again 1-3 months after the operation, there should be improvement."

The little doctor ordered.

But Ji Xiang continued to remain silent. The surgery he saw today and his empathetic experience were just as the system NPC said, subverting Ji Xiang's outlook on life.

Fifteen minutes later, Ji Xiang was sent back to the ward. When leaving the interventional catheterization room, he saw the door of the operating room opened and the operation inside was completed.

Back in the ward, Ji Xiang was lying on his back, motionless.

After transfemoral artery puncture, pressure bandaging and immobilization are required.

These technical details were all explained to Ji Xiang by the system NPC, and they also talked about the use of salt bags as pressurizers from the very beginning of interventional surgeries and the subsequent progress of consumables.

Looking at the white walls, Ji Xiang thought a lot.

Because he has very little clinical experience, only a short period of contact during the internship period and experience in the system operating room during the training period.

To be honest, when Ji Xiang thinks about it now, he feels that it is a bit of a stretch.

However, even based on my "shallow" clinical experience, such an operation is not very responsible.

But as a doctor, how could he act so irresponsibly?

Ji Xiang couldn't figure it out, his mind was in a mess.

One day later, Ji Xiang was discharged from the hospital.

The top tertiary hospitals in China have a lot of patients every day. If there are no major problems, they will be discharged after the operation. What is needed here is the bed turnover rate.

Because of the infusion of chemotherapy, Ji Xiang vomited violently, and his "own" lover always took good care of him, being gentle and considerate.

Flying home, I suffered a lot along the way.

Fortunately, I had already made arrangements before the operation. I went through the hospitalization procedures at a tertiary A hospital in my hometown and took intravenous liver-protecting drugs.

The side effects of the drug subsided after five days, and Ji Xiang did not feel any abnormalities.

He had some doubts and doubts about his previous judgment.

Perhaps, this is the correct way to treat it.

A month passed in the blink of an eye, and Ji Xiang came to the hospital for regular check-ups. The doctor ordered 1-3 months, but Ji Xiang couldn't bear it and came for a review just one month after the operation.

Unsurprisingly, the results were disappointing.

The treatment had no effect. Although it only took one month, the tumor had spread and was all over the liver.
Chapter completed!