207 That Day, That Night, That Person (4/5)

Chapter 207 That day, that night, that person (45)

Mu Tao was stunned for a moment, but then he was relieved. He had completed the operation, so the focus must be on the doctor who had not completed the operation.

It shows that the projected field of vision in the classroom is the screen opposite the surgery, the guide wire is being superselection, and the viewing method is very skilled.

This method... looks so familiar.

Mu Tao was a little dazed, and when he came to Wu Lao, he accidentally hit his knee on the chair, and he grinned in pain.

"How old are you, you're still frizzy, so careless." Elder Wu glanced at him and reprimanded in a low voice.

Mu Tao didn't seem to hear it, and he was surprised when he saw the operation in front of him. Could it be that the professors did not watch the surgery, but collectively watched the live broadcast room of Xinglinyuan?

"Sit down and take a good look." Mr. Wu continued to watch the live broadcast and whispered.

Mu Tao was very familiar with Mr. Wu, and from the tone of his words, Mu Tao knew that the teacher was on the verge of going wild.

Wu Lao had a bad temper when he was young, but when he is old, he pays attention to control and rarely gets angry.

He sat down quickly, not daring to anger the teacher, so as not to suffer a meal.

"Teacher, are you watching the live broadcast of Xinglinyuan?" Mu Tao asked in a low voice.

"What live broadcast, this is the operation being done." Wu Laodao.

"..." Mu Tao froze for a moment, then looked carefully.

The image became more familiar as he looked at it. Mu Tao tried his best to recall. A few seconds later, he patted his thigh. This was not the film he saw on CT that night, the "self-proclaimed" boss, a little doctor from a remote city like Haicheng was thinking about it. What!

"What are you doing!" Mr. Wu was startled and scolded angrily.

"Teacher, I know this person." Mu Tao said quickly, calming the anger in the teacher's heart.

"Professor Pei introduced it, of course I know."

"No, I saw him in the CT room in row 64 the night I went to do the 3D reconstruction." Mu Tao said.

"Huh?" Mr. Wu became interested.

"At that time, he was looking at the image, and he didn't see him rebuilding." Mu Tao said.

"I must have done it afterwards. Every blood vessel he superselected has a purpose and is very accurate." Wu Lao said lightly: "And this is not the point, the point is that he used some means to distinguish liver cirrhosis nodules from small liver cancer nodules. Festival."

Mu Tao was silent.

That day, that night, that picture.

impossible!

That's impossible!

Mu Tao was suddenly in a trance.

CT 3D reconstruction is also possible for huge solid tumors.

But the film I saw that night was filled with numerous cirrhotic nodules and suspected tissue similar to cancer and nodular degeneration on the liver.

That kind of suspected small nodules, 64 rows of 3D reconstruction, swept over one level, how to search for blood vessels retrograde? Not to mention the distinction between benign and malignant nodules.

Isn't this a joke? Do all rebuilds? The amount of work is appalling. And choose suspicious nodules? In Mu Tao's view, there are 180 suspects, and it would be very difficult to rebuild them.

For him, even if he did it for two days, he might not be able to finish it.

But Mu Tao immediately saw several lesions that had been successfully embolized.

The perfection of embolization is not the level of an average doctor who fills the liver with iodized oil, but embolization one by one with extreme sophistication.

He was silent.

The complacent and proud before, now it seems, is so ignorant.

Haicheng, that little land, when did such a powerful interventional doctor become available?

Mr. Wu, that is an old professor who is close to the academician level, and one of the people who started to intervene in the country. Even his own teacher, Wu Haishi, shouldn't have this level. Who the hell is doing the surgery?

The little doctor who doesn't even remember his own face, whose emotional intelligence is so low that he calls himself his boss?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Mu Tao's mood went down, and the gap between the front and the back was too big to be bridged.

The eight abnormal images that appeared after the angiography were blocked one by one, and the techniques were delicate and delicate, as if an artist was completing a masterpiece.

When the last small nodular tumor was embolized, the surgeon started re-imaging, and there was no abnormal image of the whole liver.

The classroom was full of uproar, and the old professors did not hesitate to give their praise and applause to the practitioners in the video.

Amazing! After Mu Tao woke up, he also applauded.

"I think, let him perform the operation." Coach Wu expressed his opinion first.

And others agreed.

Mu Tao was a little depressed, but he could understand.

Although the little doctor did it slowly, he did what he couldn't do after all. No matter how fast you do it yourself, it's not enough.

It seems that after the speed of his operation has reached the limit, it is only reasonable to slow down, Mu Tao thought to himself.

"Just look at one operation? Would it be sloppy?" Jin Yaowu's voice came from behind.

He had just finished the selected patient and only saw the final imaging session.

After listening to everyone unanimously agree to choose this surgeon as the performer of the scientific research operation, Jin Yaowu first questioned.

"Yaowu, come and sit." Professor Pei patted the chair beside him and said.

Jin Yaowu strode to Professor Pei's side. His courage and righteous indignation just now had turned into nothingness in the strange eyes of many professors. .

"Yaowu, this is the seventh operation performed by the surgeon." Professor Pei said lightly.

"..." Jin Yaowu was stunned.

Not only him, but Mu Tao was also stunned.

Seventh operation? In the time that he performed three operations, that person had already performed seven operations?

This is Arabian Nights.

The psychological construction that Mu Tao had just done for himself collapsed again in an instant.

People's surgery is not slow, but fast and accurate...

Why haven't I heard of such a person before?

Did it come out of a crevice in the rock?

"The rest of the surgery must be done carefully, and there must be no accountability issues." An old professor said solemnly, "Get me a copy of the surgery video, and I'll go back and watch it again."

Now that the person who should be found has been found, the professors present did not disperse, but chatted one after another.

Although the practitioners they selected failed in the "competition", it was not a long-faced thing. But their attention is obviously not here. The surgeon can accurately distinguish benign and malignant liver nodules, which attracts their attention even more.

"Go back and study it carefully." Wu Lao glanced at the last image in the video with nostalgia, and said lightly.

"Teacher, do you think his technique is similar to the technique in Xinglinyuan's video?" Mu Tao lowered his voice and asked in a low voice.

"It's somewhat similar, but it shouldn't be the artist." Wu Lao pondered and said: "The operation of Dr. Zheng in Haicheng gave me a slightly jerky feeling, and some details were not particularly well handled. It's just that he, like you, has mastered the technology of 64-row 3D reconstruction, and he has gone further than you."

After listening to Mr. Wu's analysis, Mu Tao suddenly understood.

This is a brand-new technology, and it has the advantage of being a first mover, but I have a better platform and a higher-level teacher, so my future must be better than that of Boss Zheng, isn't it?

"Is Zheng Ren here?" Just as Mu Tao was about to leave, an old voice came from the door.