Tang Xiu felt that he was as bored as a fly and waved his hand, trying to drive him away.
Wei Feng did not continue to explain. He stood calmly at the door of the ward and observed everything that happened. From time to time, I take out my mobile phone and refresh the official website of the Nobel Prize.
Once the website publishes the most authoritative information, I will definitely rush up immediately and ask that hypocritical guy what he is thinking!
Wei Feng sneered.
What's fake is fake, no matter how realistic it is, it's still fake, it can't be real!
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Zheng Ren frowned and looked at the film. There was no need to communicate with the patient's authorized signatory by himself. What he needed to complete was an extremely difficult operation.
Heart surgery itself is very difficult. In addition, since it is a second surgery, there is no normal physiological anatomical structure and local adhesions are very serious. Everything must be adapted accordingly.
Moreover, the patient's valve infection lasted for a long time, and the abscess had penetrated deep into the roof of the left atrium and the wall of the aorta, further increasing the difficulty.
I went to the system operating room for training and performed dozens of operations, but the probability of success was only about 80%.
No matter how meticulous you are, there will always be problems of one kind or another in the end. Especially where the abscess erodes the aortic wall, accidental aortic rupture and bleeding may occur.
Because it is too close to the left atrium, the stent cannot be completely blocked. The idea proposed by Gao Shaojie can only be used as a temporary first aid. If the rupture is too large, even if it is sutured, bleeding will occur again after the patient's heart restarts, leading to the patient's death.
It would be great if the Nobel Prize mission could be completed. Zheng Ren looked helplessly at the system missions and mission rewards, feeling a little eager.
As for 99% of the progress bar, which is still as solid as a rock, and the last bit of progress is motionless, why is it so difficult to move it? Zheng Ren cursed in his heart.
But without surgery, the growths on the patient's aortic valve will soon fall off and embolize into the vascular network of important organs such as the brain.
Zheng Ren had already determined this during surgical training.
Not only must the surgery be done, but it must be done immediately. Once the growth falls off, even if the girl survives, she will have to spend the rest of her life in hemiplegia.
Fortunately, the fourth phase of the Famous World mission gave Zheng Ren a lot of surgical training time, allowing him to train in the system operating room without any worries.
However, his master-level cardiothoracic surgery skills were still somewhat lacking. Zheng Ren discovered that no matter how many times he performed the surgery, there was a certain probability that something would go wrong when removing an abscess from the aortic wall.
He can only place his hope on his luck, Zheng Ren finally thought helplessly.
"Boss, the patient has come to the stage." Su Yun put down his cell phone and said beside Zheng Ren.
"Let's go." Zheng Ren took the film off the reader, put it into the film bag, and strode out with the film bag in hand.
When passing by Xinglinyuan lawyer, he asked: "Have you signed everything?"
"The client still has doubts, we are explaining." Xinglinyuan's lawyer was explaining to the middle-aged woman, he said helplessly.
Zheng Ren nodded, "You must have signed all the pre-operative signatures."
"Signed." Su Yun said.
This middle-aged woman is the proprietress of the shop where the patient works, and she is quite responsible. Zheng Ren praises her very much. When I was in Haicheng, I experienced many times when a group of relatives and friends brought patients to the hospital, but when it came to signing for surgery, they all disappeared.
The situation of those patients was simply not comparable to that of the patient who underwent secondary valve replacement. However, the boss of the store where the patient worked did not hesitate to sign, saying that people are still different.
It was reasonable for her to hesitate about the live broadcast of the surgery, but Zheng Ren didn't care about it.
"Boss, have you received the call?" Su Yun asked.
Zheng Ren shook his head.
Su Yun lowered his head and sighed softly, the black hair on his forehead swaying feebly. I can't figure out why I haven't received the call yet.
In various previous predictions, Su Yun felt that the chance of winning this time was quite high. But the fact is the fact. There is no news, so the chance is probably very low.
But even if he can't win the Nobel Prize, the surgery should still be done.
There is no need to think about other things. Even if the operation fails, I still have the fund on hand that I have always prepared, and I can completely compensate the patient and digest a major medical dispute invisibly.
Thinking of this, Su Yun smiled helplessly.
To perform surgery, especially such a life-or-death surgery, the medical team must prepare its own funds to absorb the consequences of a failed surgery. This kind of thing is as ridiculous as possible.
But if surgery had not been attempted, the patient would have died.
Forget it, humans always have to bow before life. You can't change the world, you just have to do the little things at hand.
It's just a Nobel Prize... What a pity. Next time I meet Kerry, I must scold him, Su Yun thought to himself.
While running towards the operating room, Su Yun took out his cell phone. Several people have already left him messages, and the winners of certain awards have already been determined.
The boss has not received a call yet, and the possibility of winning the Nobel Prize is close to zero.
A group of people came to the operating room, changed their clothes as quickly as possible, and entered the hybrid operating room.
"How are you preparing?" Zheng Ren asked.
In the song of good luck, Lao He was checking the extracorporeal circulation machine. He turned back and nodded slightly.
"Brush your hands and start the stage!" Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.
The generous Professor Chen glanced at Zhao Yunlong, and Zhao Yunlong said: "I'll go."
He quickly followed Zheng Ren and ran to wash his hands.
Xie Ren was already standing in front of the instrument table and started tapping the instruments with the circulating nurse. In the midst of chaos, everything is orderly. In order to save a life, everyone is running selflessly.
The bell rang in his hand, and Su Yun was startled. It's his mobile phone. He hates the phone notification part of the Nobel Prize now. I've been waiting for the call to come in for the past few days, even with allergy symptoms.
In what age is this, you can’t just send an email? You have to call! Those old antiques who are still in the past!
Tradition, this is bullshit tradition, it doesn’t know how to keep pace with the times.
Su Yun was nagging in his heart and answered the phone.
"The client agrees?"
"She can read it if she wants. It doesn't matter. The lawyer has an account, right?"
"Okay, let Xiao Hu hurry up and come up. The boss is ready to start the show."
After saying that, Su Yun hung up the phone, put the phone on the console, and glanced at Lin Ge.
Lin Ge nodded slightly nervously, indicating that he knew. Su Yun let out a long sigh and turned around to wash his hands.
The patient was placed in a supine position. Zhao Yunlong began to disinfect and spread the first layer of sterile drape. Zheng Ren directly put on clothes and spread the second layer of sterile drape.
If the situation is urgent, just save a little time is a little time.
After laying out the sheet, Zheng Ren stood in the position of the magician and Su Yun stood in the position of the first assistant. Zhao Yunlong acted as the second assistant, and Hu Yanhui put on Zheng Ren’s live broadcast eyes. After the adjustment, he stretched out his thumb to cheer Zheng Ren up.
The airtight lead door slowly closed and the operation began.