The Sports Healer Starting from Milan

Chapter 69 The mountains are verdant, the rivers flow vast.

Whether in China or abroad, the intramedullary nail is fixed first, and then bone grafting is performed.

This is already a widely accepted clinical standard.

However, it makes great sacrifices for convenience, such as intramedullary nails occupying the medullary cavity, which limits the space for bone grafting.

However, the selection of trees is very difficult.

However, it allows the bone graft to completely fill the defect without any metal obstruction.

"Don't apply your own understanding to Dr. Lin."

The others were laughing at first, but the laughter quickly stopped.

The bone grafting procedure took nearly ninety minutes.

But that's not the key to this surgery. The success or failure of the intramedullary nailing of the tibia is the most crucial factor.

The surgical plan was chosen based on the trees.

Let him after the bone transplant.

The guide pin of the intramedullary nail must be inserted into the bone without the need for a metal internal fixation guide.

C-arm scanners can provide multi-angle vision.

After all, it's called a mobile C-arm X-ray machine, a medical device capable of real-time imaging, and is known as the "eyes of surgery."

It's also very expensive.

But we can't really treat them as eyes.

In particular, when they saw the trees, it was as if they were standing next to a billiard table, only glancing at the black eight.

He acted immediately!

The guide needle is then introduced from the proximal tibia, precisely passes through the center of the bone graft, and then enters the distal medullary cavity.

When the intramedullary nail is pressed in.

Everyone was shocked again.

Because the bone graft is compressed, it makes closer contact with the tibia.

So Dr. Lin was on the fifth floor!

......

The red light in the operating room went out.

Lin Mu stood outside the operating room and accepted the cigarette Zhao Shun offered him.

I took a deep breath.

As the firelight flickered and dimmed, he finally spoke, "Your niece is quite lucky. These three surgeries are prone to unexpected complications, such as massive bleeding during bone removal, but she didn't encounter any of them."

"Doesn't that just prove you're skilled?"

Zhao Shun patted his chest.

He watched Zhao Ruirui grow up, and if something really happened to her, he wouldn't be able to explain it to his brother and sister-in-law.

"Some things cannot be avoided by technology."

Lin Mu shook his head.

"Dr. Lin, I'd like to ask you, are you aware that if bone grafting is performed before intramedullary nailing, the bone graft will be compressed and adhere to the tibia?"

Lee Kang-in's students were filled with questions.

He chose the question that puzzled him the most and asked it.

"This sequence is very rare for tibial nonunion because the medullary canal of the tibia is relatively narrow, and the grafted bone is easily displaced by the intramedullary nail."

Lin Mu took another puff of his cigarette. "But there are also successful cases. You can take a look at Professor Sam's article. His experiments have shown that for severe nonunion, this surgical sequence can actually preserve the maximum amount of transplanted bone after medullary reaming."

For today's surgery.

He wasn't just adding points; ever since he met Zhao Shun a few months ago, he's been collecting documents from time to time.

Otherwise, we would really have to rely solely on the system.

He couldn't come up with such a surgical plan either.

Thinking of this, Lin Mu felt a sense of relief; finally, he wouldn't have to stay up all night every day.

I need to find time to exercise when I get back.

Otherwise, if you get old and can't even lift a hammer, can you still be considered an orthopedic surgeon?

"Lin Mu, our mechanical sights are too old. I never expected them to malfunction like that. We're so lucky to have you this time."

Lee Kang-in soon came over as well.

He made it sound so easy.

I'm still feeling lingering fear.

No one could have imagined that the lock hole of the mechanical sight would be misaligned.

Just as he was preparing to borrow equipment from other hospitals.

Lin Mu relied solely on his sense of touch to adjust the aiming arm angle and lock the nail by hand.

They were all dumbfounded at the time.

"It's time to update the equipment."

Lin Mu's expression was serious.

The patient's surgery failed due to a problem with the equipment.

This is very bad.

Every family has its own troubles.

Lee Kang-in sighed.

We lack people, money, and resources; we have everything except patients.

Things will get better.

Lin Mu softened his tone and comforted her.

At the same time, I'm thinking about how to build good relationships with those medical giants in the future.

It can also provide some convenience to the domestic population.

"We'll do another check-up after Zhao Ruirui wakes up."

Today is January 1, 2006.

A new year has begun.

Zhao Ruirui's surgery is finally over. I hope she can have a new future.

"Okay, let's have dinner together tonight. Don't refuse. Your teacher is my friend, it's just a casual meal."

Li Kangren was somewhat reluctant to part with her.

"Hello Dr. Lin, is it convenient for us to chat?"

Just then, a person walked over with a warm smile and extended his right hand to Lin Mu. "I am Qian Song, the vice president of the Third Hospital."

Lin Mu glanced sideways.

A middle-aged man with thinning hair, short stature, and a beer belly.

They seem very enthusiastic.

But Lin Mu found that smile very hypocritical.

"Hello there."

Lin Mu said politely.

"Dean Qian, I already told you that it's impossible, so why did you come all this way in person?"

Lee Kang-in's voice carried a hint of annoyance.

"We should at least try."

Qian Song, still smiling, pointed to the stairwell behind him and asked, "Dr. Lin, would you like to speak with me privately?"

Lin Mu originally wanted to refuse outright.

I also felt it was unnecessary to make the situation too tense.

It's just a few words anyway.

"Dr. Lin, have you considered returning to China? Our hospital can offer you the position of deputy director of orthopedics. Once Director Li retires, his position will be yours."

Qian Song got straight to the point.

No need for formalities.

"Excuse me."

Without hesitation, Lin Mu replied, "I have no plans to return to China for the time being."

"If you have any ideas in this area in the future, you can contact me."

Qian Song didn't press the matter.

He knew what people like Lin Mu hated most.

Lin Mu nodded, turned and left. He said something to Li Kangren, and then took Stephen and the other man back to the hotel.

I had dinner with Lee Kang-in that evening.

The next day he boarded a flight back to his hometown.

When he arrived in Tonglu, a county under the jurisdiction of Hangzhou, he breathed in the scent of his hometown.

The scenery of the Fuchun River reminded him of a text he had memorized in high school.

The mountains are verdant and the rivers flow mightily.

"Tongjun Mountain is where the ancestor of Chinese medicine, the Elder Tongjun, built his hermitage and practiced alchemy. If you want to become a doctor in the future, go and pay your respects. The Elder Tongjun will bless you."

On the swaying bus, a mother pointed to a distant, misty mountain and spoke to her child.

Lin Mu felt a sense of familiarity.

I feel like I've heard that name somewhere before.

People always say...

Chinese people have a strong attachment to the idea of ​​returning to their roots after death.

Therefore, when the trees passed through the village and arrived at the foot of Tongjun Mountain.

He saw many graves.

He walked toward the one he remembered. It didn't seem to have many weeds, and its height was about the same as he remembered.

It seems that someone comes to visit during holidays or festivals.

He picked up the hoe he had borrowed from a relative and began to trim it little by little.

"It's much more tiring than having surgery."

Lin Mu rested against the mound of graves, and after a while, the wind blew over.

He pulled out the rusty iron basin next to the grave mound.

He took out the yellow paper and ingots he had bought earlier from the black plastic bag and burned them.

Fine ashes swirled around him.

"Dad... took the money."

At the foot of Tongjun Mountain, a faint scent of herbs wafts through the clear, cool air.

Hundreds of medicinal herbs, including Poria cocos, Peucedanum praeruptorum, Trichosanthes kirilowii, Rehmannia glutinosa, Polygonum multiflorum, Galla chinensis, and Lophatherum gracile, grow in the mountains and valleys.

The Eriocaulon plant beside the trees.

Its tiny white flowers blooming at the top seem to have truly brought starlight to the human world.