"Bleeding?!" Mr. Shao said in surprise, then pressed the intercom, "Stop stepping on the line, I'll go in for surgery right away."
"Mr. Shao, wait outside." Su Yun said, "The boss has opened the surgery. Boss, have you found the location of the aneurysm?"
"Mr. Shao is wearing a clip for the aneurysm, right?" Zheng Ren's voice was very low, and he was obviously speaking far away from the intercom.
"Bring it, bring it." Mr. Shao was covered in a cold sweat. He originally thought there was no need to bring an aneurysm clip.
But the last time Boss Zheng came to neurosurgery for consultation, he brought a female student who suffered a temporal injury directly to the stage for surgery. He also began to have a mysterious confidence in Boss Zheng.
Confidence cannot be accumulated and improved by relying on rumors, but can only be generated by contact and seeing it with one's own eyes.
"Su Yun, let Mr. Shao come in." Zheng Ren's voice floated out.
"Boss, I praise you! You are so capable. From interventional to neurosurgery to general surgery, as long as the guide wire can reach the position, you can use surgical methods to solve it!" Professor Rudolf Wagner took advantage of Su Yun It’s time to stop stepping on the line and say it out loud.
"Fugui, you're late." Su Yun smiled at the professor outside the leaded glass and said, "You will be punished."
"Brother Yun, don't blame me. I rushed over here very quickly!" Professor Rudolf Wagner complained.
"The boss doesn't care how far away you live or how congested the road is." Su Yundao said, "The boss just said that he wants to take your name off the Nobel Prize list."
"Gaha!" Although he knew that Su Yun was joking, Professor Rudolf Wagner was still shocked.
"Su Yun, don't make trouble." Zheng Ren said, "Fugui'er has his hands on the stage. Su Yun, come and accompany me to do the middle cerebral artery bypass grafting."
"Boss, I am a doctor with a big heart." Su Yun turned around and stepped down, tearing off the sterile gown while still defending.
"Just give me a hand. Zeiss's microscope is pretty good. Don't you want to take a look?" Zheng Ren said steadily.
Hearing that Zheng Ren's tone was somewhat soothing, Su Yun felt relieved.
Probably no problem.
"Lao He, are you okay?" Su Yun asked.
Lao He made a V gesture and said: "Extracorporeal membrane lung has reduced the burden on the patient's heart, and her condition is much better now. Boss Zheng has solved the problem of aneurysm bleeding, and I think she can survive."
"No need to estimate, I will definitely survive." Zheng Ren said firmly.
"Boss, tell me, can you hear any music playing during the operation?" Su Yun turned around to wash his hands, chattering as he walked.
Zheng Ren said nothing and continued to operate under the microscope.
Lao He smiled. It was quite artificial for Boss Zheng to pretend to be deaf and dumb, but his attitude of not speaking showed his attitude.
Good luck. If we don't play this kind of song during the operation, why should we also play sad music
So unlucky.
"Boss Zheng, can you do it?" Mr. Shao came in and asked in a low voice when he saw Su Yun going to wash his hands.
"It should be fine, it's just a tiny intracranial aneurysm." Zheng Ren said.
Just... intracranial... tiny aneurysm...
Mr. Shao was speechless.
Before the rise of interventional surgery, intracranial aneurysm surgery was the watershed that distinguished whether a neurosurgeon’s surgical skills were boasted or really awesome.
The most important thing for a truly awesome neurosurgeon is to conquer aneurysms. Secondly, there are relatively rare diseases such as glioma.
"Boss Zheng, can I take a look?" Mr. Shao handed the clip to the traveling nurse and asked in a low voice.
"Xinglinyuan live broadcast, Shu Ye is much better than what you can watch here." Zheng Ren said with a smile: "Go and get your mobile phone to watch."
Uh... Live broadcast of ruptured aneurysm and bypass surgery for moyamoya disease
Mr. Shao trembled and ran out immediately.
Because it is a hybrid operating room, there is no signal at all. The signal in the operation room was only half as good as outside. Mr. Shao said hello and said he had something to call him, and ran to the locker room to watch the live broadcast.
Soon Su Yun brushed his hands and came back, put on his clothes again, and closed the airtight lead door.
Professor Zhang stood alone in the operation room, with only Feng Xuhui and Liu Xiaojie whispering beside him.
"Mr. Zheng can perform aneurysm surgery. Please remind me to prepare some surgical clips when I go back," Feng Xuhui said.
"How many?" Liu Xiaojie asked in surprise.
"Well, I guess it won't take much. The situation this time is too special. Under normal circumstances, Mr. Zheng's interventional surgery will block the aneurysm without the need for surgery."
"Then why do you need surgery?"
"Hey, didn't I just say that we need a middle cerebral artery bypass surgery to treat moyamoya disease." Feng Xuhui did not scold Liu Xiaojie, but simply said it.
He is reflecting on himself.
Will neurosurgery also be involved? Boss Zheng’s exposure to other subjects is much faster than his own learning speed.
Feng Xuhui was a little troubled.
It seems that the big box in front of me is not big enough. Do I need to change it to a bigger box
Professor Zhang watched blankly as the aneurysm was clamped, the bleeding stopped, the airtight lead door opened, and Professor Rudolf Wagner and Yanag Zewei came out.
He couldn't understand why Boss Zheng could perform any kind of surgery.
You can't see the operation in the operating room, only the patient's ECG monitoring.
The heart rate is 102 beats/min, sinus, very stable, and has not changed for more than 30 minutes.
Extracorporeal membrane lung allows the patient's fragile heart to rest. Overall, the patient's condition is getting better little by little.
"Old Zhang, what are you doing?" Lin Ge walked in, patted Professor Zhang on the shoulder and asked.
"Uh..." Professor Zhang concluded.
How to answer? Could it be that I am worshiping Boss Zheng here
However, Lin Ge just said hello to him and did not expect Professor Zhang to speak. He couldn't even hear what Professor Zhang said.
Lin Ge walked directly into the operating room and said, "Boss Zheng, the legal documents have been signed and everything went smoothly."
"Director Lin, the operation went very well." Lao He was sitting on a round stool, wearing a lead suit and looking at the various index values of the extracorporeal membrane lung.
"It will definitely go well, there is no need to think about it." Lin Ge's hearty laughter was mixed with the song of good luck, which made Professor Zhang feel a little harsh.
"What step has been achieved?" Ringer then asked, "The only problem with neurosurgery is that the surgical area is too small."
"The boss is doing an end-to-side anastomosis between the stump of the temporal branch of the superficial temporal artery and the segmental artery." Su Yun said lightly.
Unfortunately, Ringer didn't understand what the matching of the m4 segment meant.
He just smiled. According to Su Yun, the operation should be almost completed.
"Dr. Su, have you also studied neurosurgery?" Ringer asked.
"No, I just watched a few surgeries." Su Yun started seriously. This was a live surgery, so he had to show off his strongest surgical skills.