Chapter 770 My Level... Is Very High

Zheng Ren's voice sounded to Su Yun's ears. It was a biological necessity, as if it was the will of the universe.

He could tell that Professor Yang didn't dare to do anything.

In that case, who would dare to do it? There is no operation field, and the gray-white vesicle wall from which the cystic fluid has been sucked out covers the hepatic hilum softly, and it is completely unknown what is going on inside.

The only thing to do is to trim the vesicle wall a little bit, expose the field of view, and then decide what to do.

The operation time is extended indefinitely, the patient is in a state of shock, and the ventilator is used for too long to assist breathing. Even if the operation is successful, the postoperative situation is unknown.

This product is finally here!

Su Yun clenched his fist with his right hand and pressed it hard.

Although he has been discouraging Zheng Ren not to get involved, there is still a desire deep in his heart.

At this moment, Su Yun forgot about medical disputes and was just a pure doctor.

Professor Yang was in a dilemma, and was delighted to hear someone speak.

But then he thought that the people in his family who were qualified to perform surgery were all on the front line, and no one would or could do it except himself.

Even himself... couldn't do it, and his mood immediately dimmed.

Yang Rui looked back, and the brows of the person who spoke seemed to have known each other. Because he was wearing a sterile cap, he didn't see it all at once.

But in a flash, Professor Yang remembered who it was.

"Who are you……"

"Zheng Ren."

There was no sound in the operating room, only the sound of the mechanical ventilation of the ventilator and the tick-tock alarm of the monitor one after another, proving that this is a living world.

"Mr. Yang, I majored in general surgery, and my level...is very high." Zheng Ren said seriously.

Anyone else say that?

Do you say you have a high level?

Shameless? !

Su Yun lowered his head, unfortunately he couldn't see the strand of black hair in front of his forehead. This boss is really cowardly. If he changed himself, he would definitely tell the key points of the operation without saying a word, and first shock the audience.

He didn't doubt at all whether Zheng Ren would be able to perform such a difficult operation, it's just that this way of appearing on the stage... Boss, you are too poor.

Having said that, in the face of a Nobel Prize nomination halo bonus, who can say no? And it's just an assistant. Temporary cameos as assistants, this kind of thing is common, and it is not something taboo.

Seeing everyone's silence, Zheng Ren thought it was an acquiescence, and turned to brush his hands.

Soon, he came back after brushing his hands, disinfecting them again, and putting on a surgical gown. Su Yun followed behind, tied up the surgical gown for him, pulled the hem of the clothes, and said, "Boss, you have to be more confident."

"Huh? Am I not confident enough?" Zheng Ren wondered.

"..." Su Yun shook his head, there are so many people, so I won't hate him.

"Mr. Dong, please make room." After Su Yun and Zheng Ren finished speaking, they saw him standing behind the assistant watching, so they said.

Dong Jia was taken aback for a moment. Is this Boss Zheng going to be a helper?

Although a little puzzled, Dong Jia did not refute. In terms of emotion and reason, he is just a hospital chief. Although he is older than Zheng Ren, he should give Zheng Ren enough respect.

Professor Yang didn't notice the conversation on this side. He was holding scissors and was carefully cutting off the gray-white film of the cyst.

"What color is the drainage fluid?" Zheng Ren asked after coming up.

"Colorless transparent liquid." Dong Zong replied.

Zheng Ren nodded, which meant that without the bile duct basket, the simulation of the experimental subjects in the system operating room was still as good as ever.

Zheng Ren glanced at the situation and knew where the operation was going.

He simulated this operation for a month in the operating room of the system. Although a large number of failures in the early stage, but gradually began to succeed.

Almost all the surgical training time was exhausted, but Zheng Ren was already familiar with this surgery.

Professor Yang and Dong Jia each held a lead wire. Zheng Ren stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Dong, let me do it."

The traction line is sewn on the cyst wall, and the traction line is pulled up with a certain force, so as not to damage the liver tissue when the cyst cavity is cut.

Neither Professor Yang nor Dong Jia dared to pull the lead wire too hard. Because the entire liver tissue and capsule wall look very fragile, I am afraid that a certain force will tear a certain tissue and cause bleeding.

Dong Jia was a little strange, and she couldn't change it to anyone else. But he has an inexplicable respect for Zheng Ren, perhaps because of Fang Lin's rescue, or perhaps because of the Nobel Prize halo.

Handing over the lead wire to Zheng Ren, Dong Jia watched intently.

The force was increased by more than 50%, and a cyst wall was slightly deformed. Dong Jia's heart thumped, as if beating during sinus arrhythmia.

Just as she was about to remind Zheng Ren, Dong Jia saw the scissors in Professor Yang's hand paused slightly, and then started to do it.

It's so good that the view is exposed... just do this, okay?

It didn't take long for the doubts to arise.

After cutting, Zheng Ren's right hand holding the traction line changed an angle again, exposing the deeper surgical field.

The surgery, which was originally performed at the same speed as a turtle, finally returned to normal and began to speed up.

The more Dong Jia looked at it, the more surprised he became. He had nothing to say about this assistant.

What Professor Yang will do next, Zheng Ren can always expose the surgical field in that position a little earlier.

Using traction wires, hemostats, appendix retractors, or even gauze, the advance is just right, and the operator only needs to do the simplest work.

Looking at it, Dong Jia was puzzled.

There are several points that Professor Yang didn't seem to realize. It was Zheng Ren who exposed the surgical field when he was confused, and Professor Yang took advantage of the opportunity to continue to separate the vesicle tissue.

this……

Is the level high enough?

Standing beside Zheng Ren, Dong Jia gradually became in a daze.

Here, it was originally the position of the third assistant. After Zheng Ren replaced Dong Jia as the first assistant, Dong Jia did not go to Professor Yang's side as the second assistant, but stood near the equipment table.

Just getting started, what else can I do to help.

But soon, Dong Jia found that he... had nothing to do.

And Zheng Ren was still at ease, he didn't speak, and expressed all his meanings with body language.

What to do, he will expose his vision in advance, and Professor Yang just needs to follow along.

It looked like Professor Yang was performing the surgery, but Dong Jia felt in a daze that Zheng Ren was the one performing the surgery.

He has mastered the rhythm of the operation, making a jerky, cautious, and treading on thin ice easier and smoother.

Just thinking about it, suddenly, the operation paused.

The smooth operation suddenly stopped, like a person standing on a high-speed car, moving forward with inertia, staggering.

So sad……

Nearly ten doctors were watching the platform, and they all felt the same in their hearts.

Zheng Ren held the lead wire in his right hand, and stretched out his left hand. But the left hand was empty, and the equipment nurse stared blankly, not knowing what Zheng Ren needed.

"Sponge forceps." Zheng Ren whispered, "Well...Su Yun, go and call Yiren, let her come in for surgery."