Chapter 977 Not the Feeling of First Love

Su Yun said that he would not come, but he still followed.

Say no with your mouth, but your body is still very honest.

Mu Tao's side was ready, and Zheng Ren went to greet Mr. Wu. Just like before, he saw the patient, confirmed that it was correct, and went to the operation. The order of surgery is still the normal patients at the front, and the live broadcast patients at the end.

Mu Tao felt that something was wrong, and after he came to the stage, he asked, "Boss Zheng, Mr. Zou's side doesn't matter, right?"

"Surgery is important, there is Su Yun over there." Zheng Ren smiled, and then silently took out the hemostatic forceps from the sterile bag.

Mu Tao's heart trembled, remembering the experience of being beaten by Su Yun in Pengxi Township. At that time, he swore secretly that he would never let others hit him with the hemostatic forceps again.

So he worked hard to learn the new TIPS operation and mastered all the techniques as much as possible.

in order,

It is to prevent people from knocking their own radial process with hemostatic forceps.

But when he saw Zheng Ren picking up the hemostatic forceps in his hand, he was a little nervous.

The condition of the first patient, Mu Tao, has reviewed it no less than ten times, and he can almost remember the film. Where to puncture, after he studied it himself, he discussed it with Zheng Ren twice.

It can be said that Mu Tao has fully mastered the new TIPS operation.

As for the surgical technique, he watched it countless times in the imperial capital and in the Xinglin Garden surgical live broadcast room.

In terms of details, there shouldn't be any problems.

But when he saw Zheng Ren "quietly" taking out the hemostatic forceps out of the corner of his eye, his heart skipped a beat.

It's not the feeling of first love, but the feeling of being caught by the teacher after making trouble in class.

Mu Tao was in a trance for only 1.354 seconds before returning to normal. He took a deep breath, then let it out.

The heat wave rolled behind the sterile mask, and the glasses were slightly misted.

Calming down, with the closure of the airtight lead door, Mu Tao calmed down for the operation.

Puncture, radiography, everything is clear in the chest, and the whole process is also very smooth.

This operation is more tense than the doctoral graduation defense, and even to Mu Tao, it is far more important than the college entrance examination!

Facing a monstrous assistant, and a gentle performer who looks like a passer-by but can make that monstrous assistant dormant, Mu Tao still has a heart.

It's just that his aspiration has dropped from surpassing to catching up. By now, Mu Tao has lost the idea of ​​catching up. He only wants to see Zheng Ren's back from a distance, and it's good not to be left behind.

And this TIPS operation is a test of the learning results during this period.

After the puncture set went in, Mu Tao vaguely saw the hemostatic forceps placed in the most convenient position majestically.

If there is a wrong hand shape and operation, Mu Tao has no doubt that the hemostatic forceps will hit his radial process directly.

Zheng Ren didn't speak, just looked at the opposite screen, the puncture kit was walking slowly in the blood vessels, everything was relatively perfect.

Even with a master's level of surgery, Zheng Ren couldn't find many mistakes.

A little bit, but not demanding. Mu Tao's level is still very high.

Habitually pinching the hemostatic forceps, Zheng Ren suddenly saw the puncture set retreat a little.

"Old Mu?" Zheng Ren asked in surprise.

This operation is really inexplicable.

If the previous operation can be scored 8 points, this operation can be scored -1 point.

Because of the huge contrast, Zheng Ren was in a daze for a moment, and the hemostatic forceps didn't come down.

"Uh..." Mu Tao was dumbfounded.

"The operation went smoothly, just do it normally, don't be nervous." Zheng Ren comforted Mu Tao.

Mu Tao caught a glimpse of the hemostatic forceps in Zheng Ren's right hand, his cold light flickered, and he smiled wryly. At this time, tell yourself to calm down, don't be nervous, what a joke.

If you have the ability, put down the hemostat.

"Before the puncture point, I think you're pretty accurate. It's okay, and you don't have to be afraid of making mistakes." Zheng Ren comforted Mu Tao with a voice that only two people could hear.

After all, the patient is in a state of local anesthesia. Hearing this, I am afraid that he will be scared to pee directly.

There is no need to comfort Mu Tao, and then draw out the patient's myocardial infarction.

Soon, Mu Tao regained his composure. The piercing kit continued to move forward, not quickly, but cautiously.

When he got near the puncture point, Mu Tao completely forgot about his nervousness.

After studying for more than half a month, I simulated it repeatedly by myself, and even watched the live broadcast of the surgery almost to death, just for this moment.

There is a slight difference between positioning the puncture point on MRI and X-ray images, but Mu Tao has figured out why and where the differences are.

Downward, the wrist is raised 16°, and the index finger and middle finger are slightly clasped.

For a moment, Mu Tao even had an illusion.

The puncture kit became a part of his body, and when it touched the portal vein intima, it was as if he had touched it with his own hands.

This feeling... so good!

It's just that Mu Tao didn't have time to sigh and reminisce, to immerse himself in a mysterious feeling, just to prevent the hemostatic forceps from hitting him.

Ever since Zheng Ren touched the hemostatic forceps, his radial process began to hurt faintly. The "encounter" in Pengxi Township is vivid in my mind, and my memory is still fresh.

Mu Tao felt like he was being chased by a ferocious wolf. Once he stopped, he would be swallowed up to nothing.

no joy,

without enlightenment,

without hesitation,

There is no pause.

The piercing kit came to that point slowly but persistently, and then stopped.

"No problem, let's puncture." Zheng Ren said slowly.

Words of affirmation are like sounds of nature.

Mu Tao was a little dazed and pressed the button.

The piercing and penetrating feeling of the puncture needle piercing the inner wall of the blood vessel, passing through the liver parenchyma and entering the hepatic vein is fed back to the hand and heart from the puncture kit.

right!

That's what it feels like!

After a few seconds, Mu Tao slowly pulled out the puncture kit, and then took the stent with membrane and went in.

success!

A success!

The hemostatic forceps didn't even move!

The moment Mu Tao put the membrane stent in, he was ecstatic.

It finally worked!

With the stretching of the stent-graft, the high-pressure venous blood in the portal vein flows into the hepatic vein, and everything goes smoothly as Mu Tao expected.

Zheng Ren put down the hemostatic forceps, and Mu Tao's surgical skills were truly better than many others. Even a long-established director like Zhou Chunyong can't compare to him.

There is only Professor Rudolf Wagner who can be slightly stronger than Mu Tao.

Really strong, not bad, Zheng Ren smiled behind the sterile mask.

Mu Tao looked at the screen and saw that the venous blood started to rush, and the portal hypertension had been relieved. Recalling the inseparable feeling when the piercing kit hit a wall before; recalling the moment of piercing, the feeling of piercing.

The technical shackles seemed to be broken along with it. Looking back, the hard work all the way was not in vain.

"Crack~"

The hemostatic forceps hit the radial process of Mu Tao's right hand.

"Why are you in a daze? Hurry up and operate." Zheng Ren said indifferently.