Chapter 687: A Lifetime Enemy That Does Not Exist

It's time for an angiogram, this operation was done... Mu Tao felt confused for a while.

Can Wu Haishi and Wu Lao do it? Can't do it, even in the peak period of his old man's heyday, he still can't do it.

In the Mayo Clinic, can those big bulls who don't look directly at themselves can do it?

Certainly not, their level is higher than their own, but definitely not as high as the surgeons in the operating room.

Is this the level of surgery that has broken through the sky?

Mu Tao was so confused.

When I remembered that I used to define this magician as the enemy of my life... Now, I really don't deserve to be his enemy.

I'm afraid people didn't notice me at all.

Countless thoughts rushed in his mind, and after 3 seconds, Mu Tao's mind went blank.

The surgeon did not withdraw, but started the next super election!

wrong!

Mu Tao was shocked, he only glanced at the operation of the surgeon, and he knew the purpose.

An extremely small branch of the internal iliac artery, the surgeon superselects and embolizes this vessel.

Is there any bleeding here?

Mu Tao can't remember.

He did not continue to watch the surgeon's operation, but began to review the previous image data on the machine.

Adjusting the image to the first frame of the angiography, Mu Tao frowned and looked for the tiny branch of the internal iliac artery that the surgeon was embolizing.

Out! right here!

On the screen, there is hardly any leakage of contrast agent. But when the image was zoomed in, Mu Tao determined that there was indeed damage here, and there was a contrast agent.

It's just a small amount, so small that you don't even notice it.

He knew that if he changed his operation, he would have to undergo angiography again after the embolization of several large blood vessels. Angiography was performed again, and the small blood vessel was found to be bleeding and then embolized.

This is the standard, textbook-like process.

However, the surgeon inside went over many steps and found and embolized a particularly small blood vessel.

No embolism, okay?

the answer is negative.

Blood pressure rises when other blood vessels are blocked. Now this small blood vessel may not seem to bleed much, but soon it will become the main bleeding artery.

This is really...

Mu Tao shook his head and looked at the operation again.

There are two similar blood vessels, and when Mu Tao reviewed the angiographic images and analyzed them, the surgeons in the operating room had all been embolized.

The tube was withdrawn, and there was no re-imaging to confirm, and the operation was over.

This operation is really a bit... unrestrained? Mu Tao thought about a lot of words, but he didn't know how to describe it.

Finally, I can only use unrestrained to describe my mood.

The airtight lead door opened, and Zheng Ren shouted loudly, "Next!"

"..."

This is an assembly line... and the skilled worker on the assembly line is the only one.

While checking the numbers outside, Mu Tao stood up and prepared to temporarily act as a itinerant nurse to help Zheng Ren and do some post-operative care.

"Mr. Zheng, hello." Mu Tao walked into the operating room, smiled and said hello.

Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment and looked at Mu Tao with a blank look in his eyes.

What look is this? Mu Tao was also startled. Shouldn't I greet Zheng Ren with a warm word, and then reminisce about the past when I was doing scientific research in the imperial capital, and quickly close the distance?

Is he too tired?

"You are..." Zheng Ren was in an extreme state, and he didn't think about anything except surgery.

Even the old father-in-law looks like Xie Yi, who is Mu Tao? Why think so much?

Zheng Ren asked directly, although it was a little rude, but he didn't want to waste a moment.

Although I just discussed with Su Yun about the person who was sitting and sleeping outside, Zheng Ren's current state, focused on surgery, how can he still remember such insignificant details.

"Uh... I'm Mu Tao." Mu Tao was frustrated, he really didn't have himself in his eyes.

"Ah, Mr. Mu from Pengcheng, hello hello." Speaking of the name, Zheng Ren immediately remembered it, but he just couldn't match his name with his face.

"..." Mu Tao was stunned.

"Mr. Mu, please help me to make a piece of elastic tape, just tear off the package, and the pressure bandage will be done by someone outside." Zheng Ren said.

Mu Tao began to look for the position of the elastic tape, and while looking for it, he asked: "Mr. Zheng, when you were over-selected, did your wrist and fingers exert force?"

"Yes, the blood vessels of this injured person are slightly deformed, and the angle of the bifurcation is too large. The wrist must have three movements, and the cooperation of the fingers can be successful in the super selection." Zheng Ren replied logically.

three? Which three are they? Mu Tao's figure hesitated for a moment, his brain was running at high speed like a CPU.

"Mr. Mu, do the surgery first, and then go back to discuss it when you have time." Zheng Ren was very tired, and his chest hurts so badly that his heart aches when he breathes.

But Zheng Ren felt that this was also beneficial. At least when it hurt, he didn't seem so sleepy.

Well, it's a benefit.

He listened to Mu Tao's question, looked at Mu Tao's appearance, and knew what he was thinking.

As usual, a demonstration operation will be taught, no big deal.

But now, there are countless wounded outside waiting for surgery, waiting for rescue.

Now is not a good time.

Mu Tao also knew what he meant by pranking people. He thought about it and asked tentatively, "Mr. Zheng, I'll give you the next one?"

"Aren't you going to another operating room for surgery?" Zheng Ren asked.

Mu Tao was ashamed. He heard a trace of precious technical experience from Zheng Ren's words. He was even sure that as long as he learned it, the gap between Zheng Ren and Zheng Ren would not be so big.

As for the surgery... It can improve the level and do it faster, Mu Tao comforted himself.

"Just woke up, I'll give you a platform to refresh yourself." Mu Tao smiled.

"Okay." Zheng Ren didn't care.

At this time, Director Jiang brought people in, followed the patient on the stage, and sent the next patient up.

"Director Jiang, how many injured people are there?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Twelve cases. After the operation, the patients all contacted the 120 ambulance to be sent to West China and the Provincial Hospital." Director Jiang replied simply.

This is the information Zheng Ren needs, he nodded, and finally saw a glimmer of light.

"Director Jiang, there are patients who need amputation. Please help me pay attention." Zheng Ren said.

"Uh..." Director Jiang was stunned, this Doctor Zheng, could it be...

"Zheng... Dr. Zheng, this is not a hybrid operating room. We can't do hybrid surgery." Director Jiang said hesitantly.

"Oh, I don't want to do hybrid surgery, I want to remove thrombectomy for patients who need amputation, improve microcirculation, minimize amputation cross-sections, and make postoperative recovery easier." Zheng Ren said.

Director Jiang is not engaged in vascular surgery, nor is he deeply involved in vascular intervention.

What Zheng Ren said, he seemed to understand but not understand. But what people say, just do what they say, all the surgeons in front of them are big-hearted surgeons, and they have no reason to waste time.