"Your job is to promptly suction the fresh blood flowing from the throat so it doesn't block my view. At the same time, you need to work with Yang Jinglong to monitor the data changes on the monitoring instruments. If there's any abnormality, remind me promptly."

Faced with Lin Jie's meticulous instructions, as if she were entering the operating room for the first time, Chen Lan nodded woodenly, indicating her understanding.

When Chen Lan arrived at this Zhujia Port clinic, she realized that Lin Jie was going to perform a voice box repair surgery.

After examining the patient's throat condition, she immediately understood that the patient's situation was very dire.

This voice box repair surgery was not generally complex, yet she surprisingly found herself not very startled.

For a surgeon, despite learning more or less the same courses in Medical College, and rotating through various departments during hospital internships, one must eventually choose a major employment direction based on their interests, specialties, and objective conditions.

For example, Chen Lan is now a resident doctor in neurosurgery.

A person's time and energy are limited; mastering a specialty is not just talk.

With a focus on their specialty and ignoring other specialties, even for a renowned neurosurgery expert like Hu Yuanqing, if he were to perform an ophthalmic surgery, it could be expected that he might not do as well as an ordinary resident doctor in ophthalmology.

Even so, Chen Lan was not too surprised at Lin Jie leading such a complex voice box repair surgery.

As surprising as this matter may be, could it possibly rival the amazement of a twenty-year-old guy performing a cranial surgery without having attended Medical College?

Perhaps this is another interpretation of "after the great sea, all else pales"!

Thinking of this, Chen Lan couldn't help but look at An Kexin in her surgical scrubs, pondering, "Are you staying here because you're uneasy, wanting to witness Lin Jie's surgical capabilities firsthand?"

At this moment, Zhang Daya was already anesthetized and secured on the operating table.

Due to the lengthy procedure, after Yang Jinglong conducted an anesthesia allergy test with the current conditions, the anesthesia plan chosen was to first use nitrous oxide for induction inhalation anesthesia, then ketamine for intravenous drip anesthesia.

Lin Jie checked and found the heart monitor, suction machine, and ventilator were all functioning normally, and all monitoring data were normal.

He glanced at the electronic clock on the wall, took a deep breath, and said, "At 3:11 PM on August 19, Zhang Daya's voice box repair surgery officially begins, starting the time count!"

With his words, Yang Jinglong injected a muscle relaxant into Zhang Daya's neck, then detached her jaw and inserted a laryngoscope.

Lin Jie pulled over a specialized microscope and manipulated the gun-shaped surgical scissors dedicated to throat surgeries, probing into Zhang Daya's throat area.

Throat surgery instruments like the needle holder, hemostatic forceps, surgical scissors, as well as micro forceps, vascular expanders, microsurgical scissors, microsurgical needle holder, minute vascular suturing needles are all customized!

These surgical instruments generally have a gun shape, with the front end extending over twenty centimeters long, and mastering them skillfully is no simple task.

Lin Jie had already simulated this surgical procedure many times in his mind.

Given the severe defect in Zhang Daya's voice box, Lin Jie's task was to bisect the existing voice box tissue, then stretch and suture them together to form a complete voice box.

Naturally, this process is not as simple as it sounds; it's akin to repairing invaluable ancient manuscripts.

This requires the leading surgeon's judicious judgment; when cutting the voice box, they must avoid damaging nerve fibers, and during suturing, they need to properly manage the tiny vascular articulation sutures—the requirements for surgical precision are extraordinarily high.

As Lin Jie announced the start of the surgery, a solemn atmosphere permeated the operating room.

The atmosphere in an operating room is actually determined by the chief surgeon.

Some chief surgeons like to chatter during surgeries to relieve surgical pressures; others prefer listening to songs, playing their favorite music during an operation.

However, Lin Jie believes that a surgery is critical to a patient's life, and unrelated distractions like idle chatter and music, which could cause distractions, should not exist.

Influenced by Lin Jie's attitude and earnest conduct, the entire operating room atmosphere was extremely solemn, with only the faint sounds of surgical instruments echoing in the room.

An Kexin, watching from the sidelines, dared not take a deep breath, fearing any slight noise that might disturb Lin Jie.

Not heeding Lin Jie's opposition, she insisted on standing there, wanting to see Lin Jie's surgical skill with her own eyes. If Lin Jie's performance didn't live up to his reputation, there would still be time to correct this mistake.

An Kexin's gaze lingered on Lin Jie constantly.

Gradually, she sensed a charm emanating from Lin Jie that surpassed his age.

Just like many people say, a man focused on work is most charming!

Lin Jie, wholly absorbed in the surgery, undoubtedly epitomizes this notion.

His concentrated dedication, occasionally raising of his eyebrows, and steadfast hands without the slightest tremble, continuously proved that this man was in control of the surgery.

Seeing Lin Jie's performance, An Kexin suddenly developed an inexplicable confidence that the surgery would certainly succeed, and that Zhang Daya, this girl, would surely be able to speak...

As time ticked by, unnoticed, nearly three hours had passed.

An Kexin's legs were growing numb from standing, yet she only dared shift her weight side to side, fearing any disturbance to the solemn operating room's atmosphere by walking around.

Just then, she suddenly noticed Lin Jie furrow his brow.

An Kexin's heart instantly tightened—was there an unexpected situation, or had Lin Jie encountered a difficulty?

But Lin Jie's frown quickly faded, and An Kexin relaxed a little!

However, less than five minutes later, Lin Jie frowned again.

This time his brow furrowed more deeply than before, and An Kexin's anxiety spiked again, inwardly pondering, "Has he really encountered a challenge?"

Lin Jie paused the surgery, gesturing An Kexin over!

An Kexin immediately trotted over to Lin Jie, noticing his forehead seemed flushed.

Lin Jie leaned towards An Kexin's ear, whispering, "Kexin, could I ask you for a favor?"

"Just tell me, no problem!"

An Kexin was also a bit nervous since she didn't understand anything about surgeries!

"Well...umm..."

Hesitating, Lin Jie bit the bullet and spoke, "I feel the urge to urinate, and it's affecting my surgical state. Could you help me by getting a urine bag?"

Saying this made Lin Jie feel his face could burn at a hundred degrees, utterly embarrassed.

Fortunately, Lin Jie was wearing a mask; otherwise, An Kexin would certainly see his face turning as red as a monkey's bottom.

It had been over three hours since Lin Jie last visited the restroom, and inevitably he felt the urge to urinate.

Originally, with just half an hour left for the surgery, he thought he could hold it till the end.

However, the sudden urge disrupted Lin Jie's smooth surgical state, and he didn't want to hastily wrap up the surgery.

Yet, going to the restroom and returning to the operating room would require a complete sterilization, taking at least half an hour.

Under the current circumstances, his hands were not suitable for contact with external items, so asking An Kexin for a little help seemed to be the best option.

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