Chapter 747: We need a consultation now. Chapter 747: We need a consultation now. “How is this possible? Isn’t the liver fixed in place?” This assertion ignited a firestorm, and the surgeon’s chat group went into an uproar.
The liver, a soft and fragile organ, would not last long if it moved about within the abdominal cavity, being jostled and bumped with each human movement, without the surrounding tissue holding it in place.
To prevent the liver from moving haphazardly, the body’s structure has devised several methods. Firstly, a layer of peritoneum envelops key abdominal organs, including the liver. However, not all of the liver’s surface is covered by peritoneum; areas like the posterior surface beside the diaphragm, the gallbladder fossa, the inferior vena cava groove, and the porta hepatis lack peritoneal coverage. The rest is covered with peritoneum and forms various folds with neighboring organs, known as ligaments.
It’s clear that these ligaments, although named the same as joint ligaments, are a completely different matter, being just a layer of peritoneum, yet they truly serve to stabilize the liver.
“Are they saying it’s a problem with the liver ligaments?”
“Unless there’s a problem with the liver ligaments, how could a liver that’s been fixed in place be displaced? Moreover, the liver is behind the ribs; it can’t just shift out of place, as it is protected by an additional layer of ribs.”
“Liver ligaments can have issues, like in people with loose abdominal walls, where the liver may move downward, pressing against the bile ducts and resulting in the formation of gallstones.”
“So it’s indeed possible that there’s been an issue with the peritoneum.”
The sound of gossiping in the operating room was loud enough to be overheard by those passing by outside, who then started to discuss the hepatobiliary surgery happening within.
“Did you hear? The people in hepatobiliary surgery are arguing over whether the liver is displaced.”
“I’ve never heard of a displaced liver before. Who inside said that the liver was displaced?”
“It was said by two newbies who have just been in the hepatobiliary surgery department for a week.”
Not geniuses or prodigies, but freaks now.
“Who said that?” Gong Xiangbin was the first to become angry. It was one thing for their own people to speak about their colleagues, but quite another for outsiders. It seemed they were unaware of professional decorum. Freaks? The two newcomers in their group were individuals they were keenly interested in keeping on board.
“I figured it out, it seems to be the urology guys,” said Guo Yiping.
“Are they having an urgent surgery today?” Qiu Ruiyun said, rubbing his hands together keenly, “I’ll go have a look and see if their whole team is talking nonsense.”
“The director is here,” He Jiuliang reminded the three of them.
The three resident doctors shut their mouths.
Director Tang wore a silent, somewhat profound expression.
He Guangyou instructed the nurse, “Inform urology and cardiothoracic surgery to come for a surgical consultation.”
“Understood, Dr. He,” said the nurse, turning to make phone calls to notify the other department’s doctors.
Upon receiving the urgent consult request from hepatobiliary surgery, the urology personnel made their way over, having just finished their own surgery, curious to find out what was happening.
“Old Zhao,” a bespectacled male doctor with an air of refinement and his male assistant entered the operating room and approached Zhao Huaming to offer his sympathies.
“Hello, Professor Wei,” Zhao Huaming greeted Professor Wei Tianlang, a renowned expert from urology who had come for the consultation, promptly rising to express his gratitude.
After Professor Wei patted Zhao Huaming’s shoulder in comfort, he moved towards the operating table, standing next to Tao Zhijie. Just as he was about to inquire about the patient’s condition, he noticed with a start that Tao Zhijie was not holding a surgical scalpel in his hand.
Tao Zhijie’s hands were in the pockets of his surgical gown, indicating that he had become a spectator.