Chapter 1025 Really So Strong!

Su Yun didn't watch the surgery at all, but was talking to Dr. Smith about the teaching of TIPS surgery.

Dr. Smith was absent-minded, always staring at the screen on this side.

Su Yun didn't understand.

In his opinion, Zheng Ren's operation was indeed good, but that's all. If it wasn't because I had no interest in interventional surgery, it would have been a matter of a year or two to catch up with him.

It is still the popularity of TIPS surgery, and it is more important to win the Nobel Prize.

However, a minute later, the screen in the operating room lit up for less than 10 seconds. Dr. Smith couldn't move his eyes away from the screen once he accidentally saw the screen.

He forgot that he was discussing the TIPS operation with Su Yun, and stood up abruptly, his paper-like upper body trembling and almost breaking.

He strode up to the screen, but he was silent.

Su Yun found it strange that Zheng Ren's operation was good, but it wouldn't surprise the Mayo medical center's Daniel so much.

Su Yun knew about Dr. Smith.

Because of the TIPS surgery project, one part of the review is the evaluation and recommendation of people involved in the discipline.

Of course, these are just a few of the top interventionists in the world, including Dr. Smith.

His level is a little bit higher than that of Professor Rudolf Wagner.

What's going on here? Su Yun stood up suspiciously and looked at the screen.

The microcatheter was entering, as smoothly as if those crooked arterioles didn't exist at all.

The level is not bad, Su Yun thought in his heart.

It is even higher than the level shown in 912, this guy also knows to hide his secrets, Su Yun is not unhappy, but a little relieved.

Teaching other people how to do TIPS surgery by hand, may face the fate of teaching the apprentice to starve to death of the master.

Su Yun and Zheng Ren discussed this matter.

Zheng Ren's point of view is that no matter how high the level of others is, they can only reach Su Yun's level, so it's no big deal.

Su Yun was very angry, but he couldn't refute it. While praising himself, he raised Zheng Ren even higher, Su Yun thought it was a way of pretending to be coercive.

Look at it now...it's really like this.

Where is the limit of this product? Su Yun was also in a daze. But then he smiled. The technique shown now should be at the limit of Zheng Ren.

This was forced out of the Mayo Clinic, and the occasional flash of inspiration.

His guess was right, but he glanced at it inadvertently, and fell silent.

The microcatheter controlled by Zheng Ren stopped at a strange position, where it was neither forward nor backward, which looked particularly absurd.

And right here, the professor started injecting embolisms.

why? Su Yun began to construct the three-dimensional structure of the patient's liver based on the images. The brain was running crazily, and Su Yun felt a little distressed because the black hair on the forehead was suppressed by the sterile cap and could not help dissipate heat.

I don't know how long it took before Su Yun realized something.

That's the sweet spot.

If it goes higher, it will embolize a lot of undamaged liver tissue. But if it goes further down, the range of hemostasis will be small.

Is this the experience I learned from going to the imperial capital to save Taiwan? Su Yun suddenly found that Zheng Ren's operation did not stop when he was doing the construction. I turned a blind eye to the operation, trying my best to understand why.

I don't know how long it took, but Zheng Ren's operation has already begun to finish.

I'll go... Su Yun was surprised.

How bad is the level? impossible!

He raised his head in doubt, instead of continuing to watch the operation, he looked at Zheng Ren inside through the leaded glass.

With Professor Rudolf Wagner in the way, Su Yun could only see a part of Zheng Ren.

So focused and serious, it seems that there is almost no movement with his hands. He knows that this is a manifestation of the extremely meticulous manipulation of micro-guide wires and micro-catheters.

It turned out that the gap was really so big, Su Yun blew a breath, the sterile cap pressed half of his hair, and the black hair on his forehead could only flutter a few times weakly.

In the entire operating room, there was no sound.

A doctor who had some objections to Zheng Ren's operation before also stared at the screen dumbfounded, like a sculpture, motionless.

This is learning surgery, Su Yun knows.

I have been thinking for so long before I can figure it out, can you understand it too? Su Yun smiled, turned around and found a chair, and sat on it.

If the operation is done well, the future will be easy to talk about.

Here is Mayo, there are as many patients as you want, no need to consider any factors such as patient sources, beds, doctors, and nursing care.

People can become the world's number one, there is a profound heritage. Every first has an inevitable reason, and it cannot be achieved by luck.

The amount of surgery performed by one Mayo can catch up with three or five imperial capitals.

Thinking of this, Su Yun felt at ease.

The amount of Nobel Prize-winning surgery that was originally thought to be an impossible task seems to be possible now.

How lucky, he said with emotion in his heart.

After sighing, Su Yun was taken aback.

Lucky, is Zheng Ren really so lucky? The journey was smooth and smooth, with no major twists and turns.

He laughed at himself, maybe, maybe not, who knows. Anyway, the most important thing now is to complete the number of Nobel Prize-winning surgeries and promote TIPS surgeries. Everything else can be considered later.

At 14 minutes and 23 seconds, the operation was over.

Just like doing pelvic fracture embolization to stop bleeding, the operation that took the longest time was not Zheng Ren's superselection, but the professor's embolization.

There is no way to inject embolism drugs, and it is basically impossible to shorten the time.

In other words, this surgery has reached the limit of human beings.

After the hemostasis and embolization operations were over, Zheng Ren took out the stent-graft, which was extremely lightweight and did not induce secondary damage to the liver.

He then turned around and stepped down, and the professor took care of all the final work.

Walking out of the operating room, Zheng Ren found that the eyes were not looking at him at all, but were staring at the screen.

He must have been shocked by the peak-level interventional surgery, Zheng Ren thought to himself. Not only them, but even themselves were shocked.

It turns out that the gap between the master level and the peak level is so great that it cannot be described in words.

How wonderful it would be if he really possessed this level instead of relying on the pinnacle card.

Zheng Ren also felt emotional.

There was still some time, Zheng Ren simply found a place to sit down, closed his eyes and began to recall all the details of the previous operation.

Vaguely, the layer of transparent ceiling far from the peak began to loosen.

But Zheng Ren didn't feel it. He seized the time to keep the memory of the peak state in his mind and in his body. Let the muscles form memory and see if it can help your interventional surgery.

In the system space, the skill tree for interventional surgery grew wildly, and there was a faint sound of breaking in midair.

The crunching sound made people's teeth sour.