Chapter 1044 Conquest

Has this started?

Dr. Smith's body trembled, and then he stood firm and his hands were firm, and he stopped being nervous and anxious, thinking about things that didn't exist at all. He concentrated and immediately entered the operation state.

However, the hemostatic forceps hit the radial radial process, it was really painful, such a thought appeared in his mind.

Puncture, blind selection, step on the line, determine the position.

In the sound of the hemostatic forceps snapping, Dr. Smith's technical level kept advancing by leaps and bounds.

After all, he is the world's top interventional expert, and he has mastered and comprehended the key points of the new TIPS operation. Coupled with the beating and correction of the hemostatic forceps, Dr. Smith's progress was visible to the naked eye.

The first operation was a little slower, and it took 40 minutes to complete.

Of course, this is Zheng Ren's idea, and Dr. Smith doesn't think so.

Taking out the guide wire, the moment he turned around and stepped off the stage, he glanced at the time, 40 minutes, and couldn't contain the joy in his heart.

This is truly mastering the TIPS surgery!

The rest is to keep practicing.

As for surgery, as long as you do it more and more often, there shouldn't be a big difference between everyone.

"Pressure to stop the bleeding, hurry up." Zheng Ren said indifferently, motionless.

"..." Dr. Smith was stunned for a moment, and then realized that if he changed his assistant to the stage, it seemed that it would take 30 seconds to 1 minute.

Dr. Zheng looks very simple and honest, and communicates well. But on the operating table, he became a different person.

Full of majesty and unquestionable, Dr. Smith had no doubt that if he had any doubts, if he had asked them at the time, he would have provoked infinite anger and violent blows.

He even had an illusion that his teacher, who had been dead for many years, suddenly came to life, and his soul was attached to this Doctor Zheng to teach him his surgical skills.

My teacher has a bad temper. Not bad, just bad.

If he didn't obey, he would probably kick himself to the ground. As for hitting the radial radial protrusion with hemostatic forceps, he wouldn't do it, he would just throw the hemostatic forceps on his face.

Some of his habits are all learned from the teacher and have "inheritance".

Dr. Smith did not refute, and quickly stood back. But unexpectedly, a solid shoulder pushed him directly aside.

"Your surgical gown is contaminated, let's get the next one." Zheng Ren went to press to stop the bleeding and do the post-operative work.

Dr. Smith stood aside, very uneasy. Is this the calm before the storm? Is it possible that in the next operation, I will suffer more blows, even crit?

Outside the operating room, Su Yun and Fu Gui'er were chatting. What happened in the operating room had nothing to do with them.

Feng Xuhui was nervously counting the consumables he brought.

Less than thirty sets, which is already the limit.

And these consumables can be put on the plane, and it is still Director Kong who helps with the procedures and makes temporary records. If he runs by himself, he won't even think of Mayo for three or five days.

There are only 30 sets of consumables, and it seems that it is not enough.

He can only pray that his colleagues from overseas will come soon.

It seems... that he should have an assistant too. While Feng Xuhui was thinking about things nervously, such a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

Now, he is a gold medal manager of Changfeng MicroPort. With the consumables in his hand, if he calculates this month, his annual sales will break through 50 million for sure.

With the success of Boss Zheng's staking, the annual sales of 100 million will be within reach. As for more, based on Feng Xuhui's cognition of the world, I dare not think about it for the time being.

Unconsciously, Feng Xuhui himself could not believe that he could become a gold medal manager with an annual sales volume of 100 million.

Dr. Jack stood in the operating room, looking inside through the lead glass, and was already scared to death.

Dr. Zheng looked very kind, humble, and elegant like a nobleman.

But once on the operating table, even through the thick lead plate and lead glass, Dr. Jack can still feel the suffocating pressure.

Before the operation could begin, the hemostatic forceps struck the radial process of the radial bone of Dr. Smith, who was known for his short temper.

When he saw this scene, Dr. Jack's mind was full of images of fighting in the operating room before the operation was performed.

Although the agreement was signed before the operation, who would have thought that it would really be beaten with hemostatic forceps.

Dr. Jack was stunned.

However, the imagined fight, a quarrel without the temperament of a doctor, never happened. Dr. Smith was honest and obedient like a little sheep, and under the beating of hemostatic forceps, he started the operation.

Although the sound of papapapa couldn't be heard, Dr. Jack and other doctors all made brains.

It's really scary, an operation ended in everyone's trembling. Everyone is afraid that when Dr. Smith can't stand it anymore, the two are full of old fists on the operating table.

But until the end, Dr. Smith was very docile, and there was no sign of any outbreak at all.

The image on the screen was frozen, and under the beating of the hemostatic forceps, the two stents were almost perfectly overlapped, and the operation was a great success.

Just as he was about to cheer, in the operating room, Dr. Smith turned around and stepped off the stage, stunned for a moment, and then was knocked away...

This time he should be angry, Dr. Jack thought worriedly.

Once, with Dr. Smith, he dropped the hemostatic forceps on the reader because of a mishandling.

The harsh sound of the metal hitting the glass was still unforgettable to this day by Dr. Jack.

Unfortunately, his judgment was wrong again.

Dr. Smith, like a child who made a mistake, raised his hand to his chest and looked at Zheng Ren foolishly as he was dealing with the patient's wound.

What type of situation is this?

The doctors in the operating room were dumbfounded, and no one knew what was going on. Even the doctor who was supposed to go in and took over Dr. Smith stood by and watched stupidly, forgetting what to do.

Until Zheng Ren's voice came out of the intercom, everyone guessed like a dream and woke up, rushed in to carry the patient, and sent the next patient in.

"The surgery is not well connected." Zheng Ren's words roared like hemostatic pliers, hitting Dr. Smith's ear.

But this time the pain is not the radial radial process, but the cheek.

Dr. Smith felt a little pain in his old face and a little heat.

This is not like the world's No. 1 Mayo Clinic, it's not even a community hospital! He was a little angry, but Zheng Ren was by his side, he thought for a while, he didn't dare to shout loudly, he just gave his assistant a vicious look, and said a few words in a low voice.

Next, everything became normal.

Picking up patients, surgery, and on track.

The operation was also going on quickly. Dr. Smith was as excited as a child. If it wasn't for the operating table, he would have danced and even opened champagne to celebrate.