"Junior, you do it."

After a moment's thought, Liu Ziang made his decision, driven by the confidence Zhao Heng had instilled in him over time.

No matter how tricky the situation, in their past collaborations, they managed it well. Liu Ziang trusted this time would be no different.

"Okay."

Zhao Heng nodded.

Shortly, Tian Zhen, holding the Rotarex guide wire, said to Zhao Heng, "Dr. Zhao, the guide wire is ready."

"Hmm."

Zhao Heng made sure one hand remained steady while the other took the guide wire.

Next, it was time for a real test of skill.

Zhao Heng held his breath, concentrated, his left hand stabilizing the catheter while his right hand slowly inserted the guide wire through the femoral artery incision.

In this moment, it was possible for both the catheter and guide wire to coexist in the artery, a rare occurrence.

Everyone present held their breath, afraid that even the sound of breathing might affect Zhao Heng's operation.

While watching the real-time transmitted images on the electronic screen, Zhao Heng operated the guide wire single-handedly, guiding it along the artery to the position of the carotid embolus.

Next came the most critical operation.

The catheter had to be advanced along the guide wire to the embolus, then, through the catheter's terminal side hole, a high-speed rotating helical cutter head would generate suction to draw the embolus into the side hole.

Whew~

This super complex procedure was something Zhao Heng hadn't done before. He couldn't help but take a slow breath to keep himself in top condition, adjusting his breathing to a slower rhythm.

At this time, one must not hold their breath; although holding it can aid focus briefly, it causes oxygen deprivation, leading to significant hand tremors, which is counterproductive.

"Catheter."

After a brief preparation and adjustment, Zhao Heng confirmed he was in optimal condition and spoke to Tian Zhen beside him.

"Okay."

Tian Zhen cautiously placed the catheter over the guide wire and gradually advanced it.

Although Tian Zhen's task was to advance the catheter over the guide wire slowly, she felt immense pressure and dared not take deep breaths, especially when nearing the embolus, pushing forward millimeter by millimeter.

Everyone in the operating room was intensely nervous, feeling as though time was passing second by second.

"It's ready."

Zhao Heng suddenly said.

"Alright."

Hearing this, Tian Zhen immediately stopped.

"You can start the suction now."

Zhao Heng confirmed the catheter's position and said again.

Hearing this, Tian Zhen took a few deep breaths and pressed the button.

As the button was pressed, the side hole at the catheter's terminal instantly generated suction, drawing the embolus into the catheter. The embolus was then extracted along the catheter.

"Good, now withdraw it, slowly."

Seeing the embolus extracted, Zhao Heng instructed Tian Zhen.

Next, Zhao Heng and Tian Zhen worked together to carefully remove the catheter and guide wire.

"Senior, we can proceed to the next step now."

Zhao Heng freed his right hand, shaking it slightly to ease the soreness before resuming his grip on the catheter with both hands.

"Alright."

Seeing Zhao Heng complete the embolus extraction, Liu Ziang felt reassured and nodded slightly in response.

Thereafter, without any further concerns, Liu Ziang proceeded smoothly with the following operations.

Two hours later.

Liu Ziang successfully completed the surgery.

Only then could Zhao Heng finally release his hands; he felt them numb and lifeless, similar to when he last lifted steel bars.

Tian Zhen noticed Zhao Heng's numbed hands and stepped forward to massage them. After a while, Zhao Heng's hands began tingling again and regained sensation.

"Senior, next time get someone else for such labor-intensive tasks."

With the surgery successfully over, Zhao Heng half-jokingly said to Liu Ziang.

"Relax, junior, tonight's banquet will definitely satisfy you."

Liu Ziang chuckled and said.

Truth be told, whenever a high-difficulty surgery arises now, Zhao Heng is the first person that comes to Liu Ziang's mind. If there ever comes a day when Zhao Heng can no longer assist him, he really doesn't know who he would partner with to feel this reassuring peace of mind during complex surgeries.

Upon leaving the operating room, since there was no need for craniotomy, Sun Xinxin's condition remained relatively stable. She was quickly sent back to the ward to wait until her body fully recovered for the second surgery.

The treatment of Sun Xinxin could be said to be the most complex Zhao Heng had ever encountered, and it's unlikely that any future patient's treatment would match this complexity.

Looking at the time, it was already noon, time for lunch.

"Dr. Zhao, what shall we have for lunch?"

As Zhao Heng sat writing the anesthesia record, Tian Zhen approached and asked.

"Anything is fine."

Zhao Heng casually replied.

"Dr. Zhao, are your hands still numb?"

Tian Zhen suddenly asked.

"They're recovered, why?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Heng looked up at Tian Zhen.

"It's nothing, I'll go ahead and order takeout."

Tian Zhen said.

Shortly, the takeout arrived, and Zhao Heng found it full of dishes he enjoyed, plus a coconut lemon drink he had recently grown fond of.

"Hmm... You can also order some things you like..."

Zhao Heng told Tian Zhen.

"Dr. Zhao, you've worked hard today, so you definitely deserve to enjoy some good food to lift your spirits a bit and relax."

Tian Zhen said with a smile.

"Alright then."

Zhao Heng nodded indifferently.

Honestly, working alongside Tian Zhen is quite pleasant; professionally, her expertise is excellent, and she's quick to act, providing great cooperation.

In life, Zhao Heng also felt well taken care of; for instance, Tian Zhen generally considered meal planning throughout the day.

Xu Man Ni's friend is indeed impressive.

No wonder they became close friends.

Zhao Heng thought to himself.

Soon, they finished their meal.

Zhao Heng continued with the anesthesia records when Sun Xinxin's mother arrived.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing Sun Xinxin's mother, Zhao Heng asked curiously.

Regarding the surgery, he had already discussed it thoroughly with her before and after, so he wondered why she would come by now.

"Dr. Zhao, thank you so much for Xinxin's surgery."

Sun Xinxin's mother said gratefully.

"The surgery was a joint effort with Director Liu, no thanks needed."

Zhao Heng replied.

"Dr. Zhao, will Xinxin really be able to become an athlete again?"

Sun Xinxin's mother hesitated for a moment before asking.

Zhao Heng had explained this before, but she still felt uneasy.

"If this recovery goes well post-surgery, the next surgery can proceed. If both surgeries are successful and recovery is good, living a normal life shouldn't be a problem. As for returning to athletics, that really depends on individual fortune."

Having been asked several times by Sun Xinxin's mother, Zhao Heng candidly shared the reality.

There is hope, but it's very faint.

That's the truth.

"Dr. Zhao, hasn't the surgery been completed?"

Sun Xinxin's mother asked, puzzled.

"The surgery addressed the brainstem aneurysm. If the second surgery is successful, the brainstem artery can be fully repaired, not preventing her from being an athlete. However, the prior craniocerebral injuries have already affected certain brain functions, in addition to her being bedbound for three months, the impact on her motor system remains unknown."

Zhao Heng explained patiently.

"I see, thank you, Dr. Zhao."

Sun Xinxin's mother finally understood thoroughly.

Frankly speaking, given such severe injuries, she had not truly expected her daughter to continue as an athlete, but from her daughter's perspective, there's an unwavering determination not to give up.

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