Chapter 1255 When a Knight Can No Longer Wear Armor

"Don't look at me with that look." Dr. Mayhal waved his hand and said, "Zheng, sanding the scratches on the floor with sandpaper won't hurt the scratches themselves."

Zheng Ren suddenly felt that this old man was very interesting, not the boring kind. Just this metaphor, a little pessimistic and disappointed.

"People, always have to face death and return to God's arms." Dr. Mayhal said: "I was left behind by you. This must be a revelation from God. 44 hours ago, I saw what you did. This operation is proof that my judgment is correct."

"It was just an ordinary operation." Zheng Ren replied.

"For other people it's like that, but for me, you know, it's not as simple as it appears."

Zheng Ren nodded, Dr. Mayhal's eyes were still very sharp.

"If you read it right, you already have the most preliminary understanding of blood turbulence." Dr. Mayhal looked at Zheng Ren with a frenzy in his eyes.

You guessed it right! Zheng Ren thought to himself.

The turbulent flow of blood has a strong influence on the micro-guide wire. It's just that this effect is difficult to quantify, and doctors at the average level are not aware of it at all.

"I'm too old to be a magician. I can't even bear the weight of a lead coat. This is the worst thing." Dr. Mayhal sighed and said, "I can't wear armor when a knight. Zheng, do you know what that means?"

"Everyone has that day, and I am no exception." Zheng Ren said flatly.

"For an honorable knight, dying on a bed feels bad." Dr. Mayhal smiled: "Zheng, I have decided that tomorrow's surgery, I will act as your assistant."

"..." Zheng Ren was stunned.

Dr. Mayhal to act as his assistant? Patients to do it themselves?

"Zheng, don't worry, I won't make you embarrassed." Dr. Mayhal said: "Although this operation is very rare, I think it is only a small operation for you, and there is no way to deal with it for a few months. Compared to the grind you gave me before."

"Dr. Mayhal, I say very seriously, I refuse your suggestion." Zheng Ren said formally: "I will try my best to erase the scratches left by the years on your body and strive for Do less damage to your body."

"But if you're going to be an assistant on the operating table, there's a risk of vasospasm when you remove the stent. I can't guarantee how you'll react if you see this with your own eyes. Even looking at it is dangerous, Not to mention getting started.

Once a sudden cardiac disease such as myocardial ischemia and atrial fibrillation occurs, I think the operation will be artificially destroyed. An operation that had no suspense to be successful will face the risk of failure of the operation. You don't want to take this risk. "

"No, Zheng!" Dr. Mayhal smiled. "Trust me, I'll be your best assistant."

"My assistant is flawless." Zheng Ren said what Su Yun described himself.

"Impossible." Dr. Mayhal shook his head, "In this world, the level of interventional surgery, I was originally the highest mountain. But after seeing your surgery, I know that you not only surpassed me now, And I'm a little stronger than I was when I was the strongest."

Zheng Ren recognized this sentence. The level of interventional surgery at the pinnacle level is no joke.

"If the gods give you a best assistant, it can only be me, and definitely not Rudolf Wagner. Because of all the doctors involved in surgery, the only one who can clearly understand the impact of turbulence is me." Dr. Mayhal Looking at the professor, he smiled and said mysteriously: "Zheng, before this, Dr. Olson of the Royal Academy of Sciences and I have been working together to study turbulence for more than ten years."

"Doctor, you'd better take back your request." Zheng Ren resolutely received: "I will not agree to your role as my assistant, this request is simply unbelievable. Besides, my assistant, the most perfect assistant, Not Rudolph."

"I heard Rudolph say that you have an almost perfect assistant. But, Zheng, please believe me." Dr. Mayhal said, "I had a dream that I was lying on the operating table, giving myself surgery."

"Our brain is calculating what may happen in the future every second, but the results of these calculations are quickly forgotten, left in the corner of the brain, and never remembered again. The so-called sense of sight is the brain I remembered the result of a certain calculation, it just happened to be the same as reality." Zheng Ren said with a blank face.

"Look, you said it too, it's the same as reality." Dr. Mayhal laughed.

"No, that's not what I meant." Zheng Ren said, "If you insist, I will..."

"No, you won't refuse." Dr. Mayhal said: "I heard Rudolph say that you can complete an interventional operation yourself. It is a very strange operation method to cross the left and right hands."

Zheng Ren was silent.

"Your colleague also said that in a rescue a few days ago, you operated two guide wires and catheters with both hands at the same time, and performed embolization and stenting on two different parts." Dr. Mayhal restrained the smile on his face. , "Believe me, no one in this world wants me to live more than I do. Likewise, no one knows blood turbulence better than me...before you came along."

"..." Zheng Ren remained silent.

"This is a request from a surgeon who has been unable to perform surgery." Dr. Mayhal said softly, "Perhaps, this is the last surgery in my life. And this surgery, and the hands that have been kissed and blessed by God It's a great honor for me to do this surgery together."

"Although I hope to live, I am more eager to perform an operation with a subversive-level surgeon, and discuss some things that I have comprehended over the years but cannot communicate with others. This feeling makes me feel young when I think about it. 20 years old."

Saying that, Dr. Mayhal stood up tremblingly. His female assistant immediately supported Dr. Mayhal's arm. However, the Doctor stubbornly broke free and stood firm to face Zheng Ren.

"Zheng, this is a request from a surgeon who can no longer perform surgery." Dr. Mayhal repeated this sentence again, bending down.

Zheng Ren was startled and quickly helped Dr. Mayhal up. Yaoshou, really Yaoshou.

A surgeon who can no longer perform surgery, Zheng Ren was moved by this sentence.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was too shocked to speak by Dr. Mayhal's request. He looked at the doctor. At this moment, he deeply felt what was crazy.

The boss will not agree, and in the end the doctor will compromise because of the boss's insistence. The professor thought to himself, it must be like this.

Dr. Mayhal's assistant was not surprised at all. It seemed that his assistant already knew about this.

In the ward, it was quiet.

"Doctor, I agree." Zheng Ren replied seriously looking at Dr. Mayhal's cloudy eyes.

Dr. Mayhal smiled.

This was the end he expected.

Professor Rudolf Wagner stared at Zheng Ren blankly, unable to say a word. Is the boss crazy? !

"It's a pleasure to be your assistant, I promise it will be a perfect operation." Dr. Mayhal held out his hand.

Zheng Ren put his hand up.

The Doctor's hands were steady and dry, and although many years had passed, the index finger of his right hand could still touch the hard calluses.

"That group of stubborn old men has been refusing to award the Nobel Prize to clinical surgery. This time, I must teach them a lesson. I will punch them in the face with a vicious fist and knock out their brains!" Mei Dr. Hal was slightly emotional.

Zheng Ren quickly helped him sit down.

"Zheng, in my heart, your TIPS surgery is the best." Dr. Mayhal looked at Zheng Ren, as if facing a priest, and said reverently: "When I was young, I also wanted to perform cardiac interventional surgery. , this groundbreaking surgical procedure that has saved countless lives won the Nobel Prize. But they told me that the clinical procedure won't win the Nobel Prize. I'm not convinced! I've been waiting for one that really touches turbulence The person appeared. Now, you appear in front of me."

Dr. Mayhal was obviously a little excited, and his assistant quietly took out the medicine, ready to give the doctor orally at any time.

"This is not your challenge alone, but our common challenge! Conquer them, Zheng! We must conquer them!" Dr. Mayhal's voice was slightly hoarse, his cheeks flushed.

Zheng Ren was very worried about his physical condition.

"Zheng, I was defeated back then. Charles, he was a coward who gave up clinical practice to engage in basic research! Don't listen to him, even if you fail 10,000 times and lose your armor and armor in the face of fate, we still have to make a comeback. , must use clinical techniques to win the Nobel Prize!"

Zheng Ren did not expect that the resentment in Dr. Mayhal's heart was so strong.

"I'm glad you agreed to my request, Zheng." Dr. Mayhal said. "Are you going to have surgery any time soon?"

"If time permits, I will have a patient for TIPS surgery tomorrow." Zheng Rendao.

"Is the surgery live?" Dr. Mayhal asked.

"Yes."

"My surgery will not be done in the morning. You can do live surgery first to warm up. Don't be nervous, Zheng. Our opponents are so strong, but I am confident that we will defeat them." Dr. Mehal smiled Speaking of.

"I have a request." Zheng Ren looked directly into the eyes of Dr. Zheng, "I will bring an assistant. If you have everything, even the slightest mistake in cooperation, or complications such as myocardial ischemia and atrial fibrillation, I will immediately Your assistance will be cancelled and my assistant will continue."

"Okay." Dr. Mayhal smiled, "I told you, no one wants me to live more than I do, and even the chief surgeon doesn't have the same desire as a patient."

Zheng Ren smiled. He seemed to have a certain understanding of Dr. Mayhal's sentence - you will know when you are old and sick.

It's just that although he is old, he is still a knight, a knight with a halo and ideal.

It is an honor to be able to fight side by side with you, Zheng Ren thought to himself.