"After all, he is a doctor who is engaged in interventional medicine. If we are connected, we will have an inherent advantage." Director Xu said.
Mao Chi was curious. He stood up and said, "I'll go to the operating room to take a look."
"There are intermittently stepping on the line inside. What are you looking for?" Director Xu said, "Besides, it is full of equipment. It is better to just sit here and watch the surgical field."
"There is no soul in watching the live broadcast." After Mao Chi finished speaking, he put on the mask he had been holding and walked out.
Without conditions, it would naturally be better to live-stream the surgery. But when performing surgery in the 912 operating room, it is of course better to communicate with the surgeon.
When you come to the operating room, you know which room it is without even asking. It is definitely the innermost and most spacious hybrid operating room.
Walking to the operating room, Mao Chi saw that the operating technician was watching the operation attentively. Looking inside through the leaded glass, there are many people inside.
"Why are there so many people?" Mao Chi asked.
"They all refused to step off the stage after the operation. I still couldn't stand the view from outside, so I put on a lead suit and went in to watch the operation." The technician glanced at Mao Chi and said helplessly.
No, here comes another one.
Usually, when it comes to interventional surgeries that require threads, no one is willing to go in if possible.
But during Boss Zheng's surgery, everyone seemed to have forgotten the threat of radiation, and they all stood in to watch the surgery. Mao Chi sighed, it seemed that he was still late.
He glanced at the screen, did not step on the line for the time being, put on a set of lead clothes, opened the airtight lead door and walked in.
"Director Wei, why do you, a gastrointestinal surgeon, come in and join in the fun?" Mao Chi saw Director Wei standing on the head of the patient, pushing Lao He aside who was standing there.
Mao Chi cursed in his heart, the old man really knew where to look at the best place for surgery.
"What's the matter? If you separate from the general surgery department, you don't need to learn surgery? Thirty years ago, these were all general surgery surgeries." Director Wei said.
"It's useless to look at it. It's like some of you can do arteriography and perfusion of contrast agent. It's not peripheral intravenous administration. If you can't see clearly, you have to do it in disguise." Mao Chi was angry that Director Wei had taken the best chance. In this position, he could only hold a pedal and stand behind Su Yun to watch.
There was already a crowd standing behind Boss Zheng, especially since he had to wear a lead suit to watch the surgery. The space he occupied was quite large and could not be squeezed.
"Director Mao, don't squeeze me." Su Yun said, "The boss is very angry right now. If this operation doesn't go well, he will show you his shame for three days. You can't see feelings, so don't squeeze me. I'll follow you." explain."
"Xiao Feng." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.
"Mr. Zheng." Feng Xuhui has been standing in the corner of the operating room, wearing a lead suit, holding the consumables he may need in his hands, waiting for Zheng Ren's call without any sense of presence.
"Call Director Lin and ask him to come and take a look. No more people are allowed in the operating room." Zheng Ren said while dissociating the tumor near the external carotid artery.
"Okay." Feng Xuhui responded, turned around, put the consumables on a cart, and walked out.
The lead clothes on his body were heavy, and the thumping sound became louder as he stepped forward.
Mao Chi was startled for a moment, feeling a strange emotion in his heart.
Boss Zheng's temper is really bad. Although there are... a lot of people attending the surgery, Director Lin will not be called to see him with just one phone call.
But looking back, there seems to be nothing wrong with people doing this.
I guess Lin Ge was so happy that he got the call and rushed over. Fortunately, I came early. If it had been any later, I might not have been able to get into the operating room.
Mao Zhi cautiously moved a few centimeters behind Su Yun, found a good angle, and looked around first.
On the right side of the body are monitors and ventilators. On the left side is the interventional imaging screen. On the left side, on the patient's leg is another screen hung by a robotic arm. The image on it is green.
This is the screen of an infrared camera, used to see the distribution of tumor tissue.
The shadowless lamp connected to it is said to be a camera, but it is actually not big. The installation position is very clever. It should be in the middle of the field of vision where the shadowless lamp light converges, which is the range where the operator can see.
The entire space is so small that standing to the left of Boss Zheng is the professor from Dibei Province and the daughter of Dean Lin of the Medical University Affiliated Hospital. He is still waiting for instructions from Boss Zheng and will press the high voltage if necessary. The button of the syringe injects contrast agent into the patient's artery.
Mao Chi sighed inwardly that the bean buns were really not used as dry food.
If the daughter of Dean Lin of the Medical University Affiliated Hospital was working under him, there would be no way she would be squeezed into a corner of the operating table. Moreover, she would not be allowed to undergo this kind of surgery where she wears a lead suit and goes to the operating table. This is the rhythm of using women as livestock.
It's good for Boss Zheng. Dean Lin's daughter came on stage, but she was standing in the corner wearing a lead suit and had no sense of presence at all. The animals were pawned, but in an unknown way.
How many hours does this operation take? It won't take 7 or 8 hours to get down, Mao Chi assessed in his mind. Although Boss Zheng performs surgeries quickly, orthopedic surgery seems to be just that, not much better than the professor who leads the orthopedic department.
If you want to remove the cervical vertebrae and do vertebral body replacement, it will take time.
Can you survive wearing a lead suit? Mao Chi had doubts in his heart.
But he soon stopped thinking about these messy things. The operation continued. Watching Boss Zheng's operation process, Mao Chi felt as if he had entered an art museum to admire a famous painting, and gradually became addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself.
Ten minutes later, Ringer walked in.
"Boss Zheng, do you have a problem with me?" Lin Ge was still wearing the mask straps. He came in such a hurry that he didn't even take a breath.
"Well, Chu Lin, please help me keep an eye on it. The other people undergoing surgery should go back and watch the live broadcast. The operating room can't accommodate so many people." Zheng Ren said without raising his head.
"good."
As he spoke, Lin Ge glanced at the many directors in the operating room.
Both Director Wei and Director Mao were slightly shocked. They quickly lowered their heads and concentrated on watching the operation.
Just pretend Ringer doesn't exist.
Standing here shamelessly, Ling Ge could still forcefully pull people out.
While talking, Mao Chi saw that Boss Zheng had begun to block the external carotid artery and was preparing to remove and replace the artificial blood vessel.
The surgery was really neat and tidy. An extended cervical dissection plus external carotid artery replacement was all it took.
"Boss Zheng, Director Wei and the others..." Lin Ge asked after being silent for a few seconds.
"It's in the operating room. We'll have to change positions soon. They'll help with it." Zheng Ren raised his head, looked at Director Wei and Director Mao, and said, "We'll have to position the posterior cervical approach later. Let's help." A favor."