Anorectal department met first love, my agency died

Chapter 197 Beware of being pried into the corner
Yang Chao sat down in front of the microscope and put on the mask again.

There was a peeled orange placed under the microscope, and next to it were two pairs of forceps-like surgical forceps.

"I have a patient, a six-year-old child, who has a disease called craniopharyngioma, which has a very high mortality rate."

"The tumor grows in the sellar area, the deepest part of the brain. It is very difficult to operate, and it is easy to relapse. Some children still die after two or three operations."

"Do it two or three times? Doesn't it require a craniotomy every time?" Song Shiwei asked.

"Yes, it is very torturous and the patient will be in pain." Yang Chao nodded.

"This child's tumor grows around the hypothalamus and pituitary gland, which are the most complex endocrine centers in the human body." Yang Chao explained to Song Shiwei while taking out a brain model.

"They mainly secrete a variety of hormones, the most important of which are growth hormone and gonadotropin, and the pituitary stalk plays a role in transporting hormones. They control the growth and development of the child."

"The tumor grows exactly in this location. Surgery means that these two parts are likely to be damaged. Once damaged, the child may not be able to develop and grow in the future and will always remain a child."

"But not having surgery means death. Surgery is very difficult, so I have to practice more."

Song Shi nodded slightly, "Is it okay to practice with oranges? Oranges don't look like brains, either?"

"The structure of an orange is quite similar to that of the brain. You see, there is a gap between the orange flaps, like the gap between the brain tissue. I need to separate the brain tissue to remove the tumor inside, so I use this to practice. "Yang Chao said.

"That's it!" Song Shi nodded slightly, gaining knowledge, "But it doesn't seem to be difficult to see this..."

Normally I would peel an orange so rudely that I would not break it. Are oranges and tangerines different?
"You want to try?" Yang Chao stood up, asked Song Shiwei to sit on the chair, handed her the surgical forceps, pointed between the two orange slices, "Just separate the two slices."

Song Shiwei took the surgical forceps. The tip of the surgical forceps was very thin, only two millimeters. Through the microscope, he saw that the area between the orange flaps was magnified many times.

As soon as the two surgical forceps were extended, the orange was instantly punctured and juice flowed out.

"Ah!" Song Shiwei exclaimed, is he so fragile?

"I'm sorry!" Song Shiwei stood up quickly.

"It's okay." Yang Chao smiled gently and took out a tissue to wipe it clean. "I often did this when I first started practicing. It took me several years of practice to slowly get better."

"The arachnoid membrane in the real brain is even thinner than this orange membrane. It looks simple, but our neurosurgery doctors can't train it for five years."

Song Shi raised his eyebrows slightly. Unexpectedly, it seemed that no doctor could succeed casually.

As Xiao Yi said, an excellent surgeon is made bit by bit.

Yang Chao sat down again, holding the surgical forceps in both hands to carefully and calmly separate the orange flap, and then took out a surgical thread. It was so thin that you couldn't even see the thread unless you looked closely.

"This is the thinnest thread in clinical operations, several times thinner than a human hair. It is used to suture blood vessels."

Song Shiwei stared at it carefully and found that the line was so thin that it was almost invisible to the naked eye.

Zhang Yi came over from the nurse's station and saw that Song Shiwei was still there and was with Yang Chao. The two were very close.

Director Yang usually doesn't have people around him during practice. What's going on today?
Zhang Yi quickly called Xiao Yi.

"Xiao Yi, do you know who I saw in our department today?"

"Tell me something when you have something to say, don't be pretentious."

Zhang Yi clicked his tongue, "I saw your wife. She is with our Director Yang, and she is quite... close. You have to be careful, our Director Yang is no worse than you, be careful of being pried into a corner..."

Xiao Yi immediately understood that Weiwei must have confirmed the biological relationship and went to recognize Yang Chao.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xiao Yi scolded, "They are relatives, not what you think."

"Ah, Xiao Song is related to our Director Yang? How come I haven't heard of it? Besides, what kind of relatives are they? If they are the kind of distant relatives that cannot be beaten with eight sticks, we can't prevent others from thinking about them..." "No, they are. ..." Xiao Yi hesitated and did not tell Yang Chao and Song Shiwei that they were siblings. What if Dr. Yang didn't want people to know?

"They are close relatives, very close, closer than cousins. I know that, so don't worry about it."

"Oh, that's good!" Zhang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, completely unaware of the meaning of being closer than cousins.

Song Shiwei stood beside Yang Chao, looking at him with all his concentration. He was really handsome.

I feel very happy when I think of having such an outstanding brother.

At this time, the mobile phone in the bag suddenly rang. Song Shiwei said "I'm sorry" and took out the phone to answer it.

"Weiwei, have you come to the hospital? Zhang Yi said he saw you."

"Well, I'm at my brother... er, Dr. Yang's place now."

"Confirmed?"

"Ok!"

"Dr. Yang, is he okay?"

"It looks okay..." Song Shiwei said softly, covering his phone.

Yang Chao turned back to look at Song Shiwei, feeling a little excited when he thought that this was his sister.

Looking at her delicate face and the way she smiled when she spoke, Yang Chao suddenly felt that the heart that had been empty for so many years seemed to be filled with something.

Song Shiwei hung up the phone and came over, and Yang Chao quickly looked away.

"Um, I have to leave first. I'll see you another day. Can I come?"

"Yeah!" Yang Chao nodded slightly, looking a little unnatural.

"Bye then!" Song Shiwei smiled at him, waved his hand, and left the office.

Yang Chao sat on the chair, unconsciously touching the handle of the surgical forceps, with a long-lost smile on his face.

Song Shiwei took the elevator to the sixteenth floor.

When they arrived at the doctor's office, Dr. Zhang saw her and shouted, "Director Xiao, your wife is here!"

Xiao Yi turned his head, smiled at Song Shi, and stood up, "Come here?"

"Yeah!" Song Shiwei sat down next to him.

"I got the paternity test report this morning." Song Shiwei showed the report to Xiao Yi, and it was Zhou Shuyi who gave her a copy.

"I... and they went to have dinner together at noon, and then I went to see my eldest brother."

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, "It seems you can accept your brother?"

"Well, maybe it's because I have an older brother, so it's easier to accept his identity. And he has blamed himself for so many years because of me, and I don't want him to suffer anymore," Song Shiwei said.

"At that time, when are you going to tell him?" Xiao Yi asked.

"How about we talk now?" Song Shiwei looked at Xiao Yi, "But I'm afraid it's too sudden and he won't be able to accept it? You can help me talk about it later."

"Okay, I'll make the call." Xiao Yi nodded.

(End of this chapter)