Chapter 827 Unrepeatable

Pengcheng, People's Hospital of Development Zone.

In the director's office, there was no sound.

Wu Haishi and Mr. Wu sat in the middle with his eyes slightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep. But his fingers would occasionally tremble slightly, just like his mind, jumping constantly, but couldn't find the direction.

Mu Tao stood beside Wu Haishi with a dazed expression on his face.

As for the other doctors, regardless of their qualifications, experience, or academic qualifications, they all looked at Mr. Wu in confusion.

The live broadcast of the operation is over, and the time consumed is not even as good as the preparation for an ordinary operation.

and,

This is,

TIPS surgery!

The hardest surgery ever in an interventional discipline!

Is this the end? This is too fast.

Is this the level of Nobel Prize candidates?

Mu Tao looked at the frame that was frozen on the screen, and what he recalled in his mind was not the process of the TIPS operation, but the scenes in Pengxi Township.

An interventional embolization operation for a severe pelvic fracture, 15 minutes.

But in front of him, the most difficult TIPS surgery in an interventional discipline still takes 15 minutes.

Mu Tao knew very well that it was the pre-operative preparation that hindered the operator from shortening the operation time. Same as Pengxi Township...

The corridor outside the operating room is full of busy doctors and nurses, as well as patients who are oppressed to stop bleeding after surgery.

And the surgeon, wearing a lead suit, hat, and mask, stood in the operating room, performing operations one by one seemingly endlessly. Looking at the extreme tiredness, but always standing there, never falling down.

If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes and participated in it himself, Mu Tao would never have believed it.

But even so, he couldn't believe it.

Knowing that Zheng Ren was performing the surgery in the live broadcast room of Xinglin Garden, Mu Tao was still in a daze.

Will someone really do the surgery like this?

Looking at it, there is no difficulty at all, and it is appropriate to describe it as ingenious and clumsy.

Zheng Ren's simple and honest face, covered with bruises and a simple and honest smile, appeared in front of Mu Tao.

Wu Haishi Wu Lao? Not to that extent.

Mayo Clinic? Neither do they.

The live video of this surgery is worth a thousand dollars. But Zheng Ren just put it on the Xinglinyuan website and broadcast it live.

Is this the level and tolerance of a Nobel Prize candidate? How deep is the background to dare to do such a thing!

"Mu Tao, did you have contact with Boss Zheng on the front line?" Mr. Wu Haishi suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the last frame of the image and asked.

"Teacher, he and I had surgery in Pengxi Township for three days and four nights. There are two surgery rooms, Boss Zheng is alone, and his assistant and I are in the same surgery room." This is the nth time that Mu Tao answered this question. , but he still spoke very rigorously, without a trace of impatience.

"Boss Zheng's level is really that high?" Mr. Wu Haishi said in an unbelievable tone: "A few months ago in the imperial capital, Boss Zheng's level was high, but only a little higher than yours. And he was still in the 64th row. CT three-dimensional reconstruction to achieve."

Mu Tao knew what the teacher meant. Boss Zheng Renzheng's surgical skills had improved too fast.

This is TIPS surgery!

What is the level of a TIPS operation in 15 minutes?

If it was said that Mu Tao was wronged when he stood out in the selection of young and middle-aged interventional doctors half a year ago, then now it seems that it is inevitable.

"Teacher, there is a huge gap between my surgical skills and Boss Zheng's." Mu Tao admitted directly, without the slightest bit of shame.

"Um."

"In Pengxi Township, Boss Zheng taught me how to do pelvic fracture embolization, which benefited me a lot." Mu Tao said: "And Boss Zheng said that if I have time, I can go to him if I go back from the front line." .”

Wu Haishi and Mr. Wu were silent.

It is human nature for those who are engaged in medical treatment to hide their achievements after they have made some achievements.

It's all craftsmanship.

At a young age, it is used for eating and supporting the family.

On a larger scale, it is a symbol of academic status.

Except for my most trusted disciple, it is impossible to tell anyone casually, especially some key details.

Some heavenly geniuses can comprehend by themselves and break through the realm. But most people, if they stop at a certain node, will not be able to make progress in their entire lives.

There are many grievances and grievances in the medical circle, and they are all related to surgical techniques.

Not to mention far away, the hospital where Mr. Wu used to work, the current director of interventional department is one of his apprentices. Wu Haishi especially liked that person, he was highly talented, willing to work hard, and had a lot of tenacity.

Because he has expectations and expects him to inherit his mantle, Wu Haishi has very strict requirements on this disciple.

But it is this kind of strictness, like the strictness of parents who hope their children will become a dragon, that creates a huge gap between the master and the apprentice.

When Wu Haishi retired, he was kicked out of the hospital less than half a year after the position of director was handed over.

Yes, he was kicked out in despair.

This is also the reason why many directors guard their skills and refuse to teach them, in order not to let themselves be kicked out.

It doesn't matter even if the subordinates don't know anything, it's the best. Because only in this way, these wolf cubs will be inseparable from themselves.

Craftsmanship is not taught casually.

But this Boss Zheng...

Wu Haishi was stunned for a moment, thinking about Chen Zhima's rotten millet in his mind, he froze.

Mu Tao and the other doctors stood beside Mr. Wu Haishi without saying a word, waiting quietly.

After a long time, Wu Haishi heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Let's prepare for today's surgery."

"Yeah." Several doctors turned around and went out, starting to get busy.

"Mu Tao, do you want to go to the imperial capital?" Wu Haishi asked.

"Is it okay?" Mu Tao asked in a low voice, a little nervous.

After all, I had already missed a lot of work by going to the Mayo Clinic first. I'm not here, so the teacher has to perform the surgery in person. He is already old, and it is very difficult for his age to go to surgery wearing a lead suit.

"Go, there is such a good opportunity, it's a pity not to go." Wu Haishi smiled and said, "I'm not too old to have surgery."

"Thank you teacher." Mu Tao said.

"Tell me, how did Boss Zheng come up with the new technique?" Wu Haishi didn't answer Mu Tao's words, but turned the topic to Zheng Ren.

"I don't know either. But Boss Zheng's assistant said that when he was fighting disasters at the front line recently, his level has been greatly improved."

"Is it the amount of surgery?"

"Probably not. According to Boss Zheng's assistant, it should be in Nanchuan Town. He found a gastrointestinal machine that was not damaged. He performed surgery in the ruins of the front line and encountered several strong aftershocks." Mu Tao gently Speaking of that, the memory that was sealed up by him is still a little painful when he speaks out now, "Between life and death, the shackles of technology have been broken, and the level of surgery has been improved."

"It's like this, it can't be copied at all." Wu Haishi said softly.