Zheng Ren stood in front of the operating table, stretched out his hand, and the lancet was slapped in his hand.
"Boss, is the bet worth it?" Su Yun asked, standing opposite.
"You are not afraid of death or losing. I admire this spirit very much." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Why don't I agree?"
"Start the operation!" Su Yun became excited.
Zheng Ren's judgment was so incredible that Su Yun argued with him for a long time during the pre-operative discussion.
Mr. Wang does not have other metal implants, so he can only judge that the cobalt metal comes from the hip joint.
Su Yun thought it was a matter of material, while Zheng Ren insisted that the damage was caused by ceramic fragments left nearby.
The two even made a bet over the diagnosis.
During the past 24 hours, several people, accompanied by the Wang family, visited some scenic spots in Nanyang. Zheng Ren is not interested in crowded places, but prefers uninhabited islands.
Wang Nan also knew what Zheng Ren was interested in and tried to please him. He quickly figured out what Zheng Ren liked.
After enjoying 18 hours of romance and warmth on a remote and uninhabited island, I still had to come back for surgery.
The results of Master Chu Nuangsai's surgery gave the Wang family almost unlimited confidence. Coupled with Master Yan's four words, they agreed to the surgery without hesitation.
This was something Zheng Ren didn't expect.
Faced with a bet that Su Yun was bound to lose, Zheng Ren didn't mind betting with him. Because in the system operating room, he had already seen a piece of ceramic fragment wrapped in the proliferated fibrous connective tissue in the CT image.
Betting on yourself
He is a man who can see his cards! So spinach is boring? Zheng Ren thinks so.
After successful anesthesia, Mr. Wang took the left lateral decubitus position. After routine disinfection with iodophor, he spread a sterile towel and applied a skin protective film. Make an arc-shaped incision on the posterolateral side of the right hip joint, approximately 15cm long.
There is an old scar on this side, which was left from the surgery 3 years ago.
Just as Zheng Ren was about to cut the skin along the original incision, he heard a panicked sound coming from behind.
"Who are you?" Su Yun raised his head and asked directly.
"I am Dr. Kienta, the independent director of Massachusetts General Hospital. I performed the surgery three years ago." Dr. Kienta, wearing an isolation gown, hat and mask, introduced himself first.
"Boss, the real owner is here." Su Yun said with a smile.
"Hello, Dr. Kienta." Zheng Ren turned around and greeted Dr. Kienta with a Boston accent.
Dr. Kienta did not expect to hear standard local accent in Nanyang National Hospital, and he felt very friendly for a moment.
"Who are you… "
"I am Dr. Zheng Renzheng from the Imperial Capital 912 Hospital."
"Are you the Dr. Zheng who was nominated for the Nobel Prize?!" Dr. Kienta asked with complicated emotions.
"The Nobel Prize has been designated by default? Who did you listen to?" Zheng Ren turned his head, raised the knife and cut the skin of Mr. Wang's right hip joint along the surgical incision made by Dr. Kienta three years ago.
The incision was neither deep nor shallow, and there were six bleeding points. Before the bleeding could start, Su Yun used electric cautery to stop it.
"The news from the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences said that President Olson reported this matter to the King of Sweden because everyone had strong opinions." Dr. Kienta said: "Oh my god, Dr. Zheng, how did you do this?" Did you do it?”
"Rumors." Zheng Ren replied in a Boston accent. At the same time, he patted the lancet on the side of Mr. Wang's leg and took the hemostatic forceps handed over by Xie Yiren.
Blunt separation, skilled and fast.
But Zheng Ren did not deal with the original scar. Su Yun knew that the treatment could be left to the end.
The scar tissue must be removed and re-sutured, otherwise there will be problems with the healing of the skin surface.
Zheng Ren used hemostatic forceps to bluntly separate the subcutaneous tissue and fascia. The electric knife in Su Yun's hand was like a summoned beast, and he rushed over to the area where the electric knife was needed.
The tacit understanding of cooperation was so great that Dr. Kienta only looked at it for less than a minute and was a little stunned.
As for why President Olsson of the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences directly suggested to the King of Sweden that the young interventionalist should be awarded the Nobel Prize, he forgot about it. Although he knew that the Nobel Prize had nothing to do with the King of Sweden, this rumor was very touching, and he was particularly willing to believe it to be true.
In the past, Dr. Kienta had considered this a complete scandal and a shameless practice.
But the surgery presented to him was so smooth and skillful. Dr. Keenta is like a rock fan seeing Elvis Presley reborn, and everything else is forgotten.
Watching this kind of surgery is simply a great pleasure.
What's more, what the surgeon performed was a second-stage hip replacement surgery! For Dr. Kienta, this is his strongest area and he can see more details.
Zheng Ren incised the iliotibial band along the direction of the gluteus maximus muscle fibers until below the greater trochanter.
Because it was a second surgery, the fibrous tissue here was somewhat heavily adhered. Dr. Kienta also knew this, and he tried to keep his eyes open to see how this unofficial candidate for the Nobel Prize would deal with it.
However, he handled it the same way as before.
Make an incision, insert the hemostatic forceps along the small incision, and start dissection.
If there is a bleeding point, he will find it early and cut it off with an ultrasonic scalpel without Dr. Kienta standing behind him even seeing it.
During the surgery, the surgical area was very clean and there was almost no bleeding.
Some capillaries were cut off, but the summoned beast-like electric burner clicked twice and coagulated the capillaries.
The amount of bleeding... Dr. Kienta thinks it is only 1ml.
This must be magic! Dr. Kienta thought in a daze.
But the surgeon and assistant seemed to think this was normal, and the operation continued without any communication.
A pair of bite pliers was slapped into Zheng Ren's hand. He bit away the bursa tissue outside the greater trochanter, and Su Yun was responsible for stopping the bleeding.
"Boss, there's a lot of bleeding, please slow down." Su Yun complained dissatisfiedly.
"Okay, has it reached 5ml?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Can't you be strict with yourself? Do a hip replacement surgery with zero bleeding?" Su Yundao said.
Lao He smiled bitterly.
By doing this, it was the hip replacement surgery with the least amount of blood loss since I had the surgery.
Moreover, it is a second operation, which is geometrically more difficult than the first operation.
But why isn’t Brother Yun satisfied
Do you need to have stricter requirements on yourself? Lao He fell into deep contemplation.
I wonder what the twin sisters far away in Haicheng did. Did they make rapid progress under the whipping of Boss Zheng
When he thought of the twin sisters being whipped... Lao He instantly became evil.
"Lao He, help with internal rotation." Zheng Ren said.
A crisp "snap" of a whip appeared in Lao He's mind. Then he recovered, ran to the bottom of the surgical area, and internally rotated the patient's right lower limb.
As the internal rotation of the right lower limb is completed, the vastus external rotator muscle is exposed in the surgical area. Zheng Ren gradually cut off, ligated and sutured the joint capsule along its attachment point to expose the joint capsule.