"Oh." The professor was a little disappointed, but since Zheng Ren had spoken, he subconsciously obeyed.
Seeing the professor's presence, Su Yun felt at ease and did not go to the operating room.
The professor immediately put on his lead clothes and brushed his hands. Zheng Ren waited for him to start disinfecting, then went to take out the lead clothes from the system space, put them on and went to wash his hands.
Today at the Affiliated Hospital of the Provincial Medical University, Zheng Ren did not dare to use the system equipment for fear of being noticed by others.
While brushing his hands, he thought, how about carrying a trolley suitcase next time he goes out to throw knives
It should be possible. Zheng Ren thought about it for a while and then went on stage.
Xie Yiren tied the sterile gown for Zheng Ren, squatted down, pulled the corner of the sterile gown underneath, and stretched it to make the sterile gown neater.
She examined it and felt very satisfied, and made a cheering gesture to Zheng Ren.
Under the sterile mask, the corners of Zheng Ren's mouth were slightly raised, and his heart felt warm, peaceful and joyful.
The heavy lead door closed and the operation began.
"Boss, what kind of surgery is it?" Professor Rudolf Wagner asked, standing on the operating table.
"Antegrade via the femoral vein." Zheng Ren answered.
The professor immediately began to puncture the right femoral vein and inserted the end-hole catheter into the descending aorta through the PD.
At this point, the professor stopped and waited for Zheng Ren to operate.
The next thing is about the magician. The assistant must have the awareness of the assistant. Rudolf was particularly convinced that Professor Wagner understood this.
Ever since the first surgery, when the two of them turned around and stepped off the stage at the same time, I have always remembered this.
Zheng Ren started angiography, and then selected controllable spring coils of appropriate diameter and sent them into the descending aorta through the catheter. Four coils were placed on the aortic side of the pda, and 3/4 to 1 coil were placed on the pulmonary artery side of the pda.
The operation is now halfway through, and there is a ten-minute waiting period.
The professor finally seized the opportunity and said immediately: "Boss, I know what the problem is with prostate interventional surgery!"
"Um?"
"Although the consumables you use look rough and hard, they are particularly suitable for opening small arteries. Every consumable has its use. I think your choice is simply a genius idea."
Zheng Ren smiled bitterly, did the professor think of this? Then he hurriedly ran up and told himself that Changfeng Minimally Invasive consumables were better
Isn’t this nonsense
If he uses consumables from Boston Scientific or Cook, Zheng Ren is sure to shorten the operation time a little bit more.
"Hey, hey." The professor turned on the intercom and tried the microphone first.
"Fugui, are you okay?" Su Yun asked lazily while sitting outside.
"Who is that? Go wherever you go and bring that thing in." Professor Rudolf Wagner said.
No one in the operation room understood this eighth-level Northeastern dialect. Even Su Yun was startled.
What the hell are you talking about
But Su Yun has such a high IQ. He rolled his eyes and his mind was quick, and he immediately knew what the professor meant.
"Manager Feng, the professor calls you." Su Yundao said.
"Ah? Me?" Feng Xuhui was stunned, who was he? But what the hell is that thing
After all, Feng Xuhui is still young and does not handle emergencies very well.
After a few seconds, he finally bit the bullet, opened the induction door, and walked in.
"Professor Rudolf..."
"Call me Fugui'er!" The professor looked sideways at Feng Xuhui, his eyes and tone completely lost the gentleness he had when talking to Zheng Ren.
The look in Feng Xuhui's eyes was condescending, as if a god had opened his eyes and looked at an ant.
"Uh... Fugui'er, are you looking for me? What do you want?" Feng Xuhui asked politely.
This was his first conversation with Professor Rudolf Wagner.
It's just that the name Fugui'er makes Feng Xuhui a little uncomfortable.
Under Feng Xuhui's rental house, someone kept a giant poodle named Fugui'er.
The two names overlapped, which made Feng Xuhui very awkward.
Whenever he talks about rich people, Feng Xuhui's eyes will be filled with the shadow of a wealthy person, which is particularly dramatic.
"The boss makes guide wires for prostate embolization. Please bring me ten...twenty sets." Professor Rudolf Wagner was not polite at all.
At Heidelberg University Medical Center, the professor didn't think about money at all, so he brought this habit directly here.
"Fugui, what are you going to do?" Zheng Ren saw that Feng Xuhui was a little confused, so he came to the rescue and asked.
"Boss, I want to bring this kind of consumable product that has been kissed by the god of luck to Heidelberg! I want to complete twenty prostate interventional surgeries there! When I become proficient, I will perform the surgery on Dr. Mehar." Rudolf Professor Wagner said seriously.
"Consumables cost money." Zheng Ren was more considerate and reminded the professor when he saw Feng Xuhui standing there.
"Money is not an issue, I have never considered it." The professor said nonchalantly, "Who, let you people follow me, I will let the group of moths in the medical center purchase your consumables directly. Damn it, when I think of those moths , I get angry."
The professor said it casually, but these few words fell on Feng Xuhui's head like thunder.
In an instant, he passed through the tribulation directly.
Will the product reach the international market soon? How could it be so simple? And it’s not just an ordinary promotion, but directly entering one of Europe’s top large medical institutions like Heidelberg Medical Center
Happiness came too suddenly, and Feng Xuhui went into a state of downtime.
The legs are too thick and it feels uncomfortable to hold. There are always surprises, the kind that raise your blood pressure.
"Who is that? I'm serious, and I'm not talking nonsense." The professor said: "Your guide wire is not easy to use, but the boss uses it, so I have to use it. That's it, you guys prepare it. I will return to China in a few days, and you can find someone to go back with me."
"Fuguier, when will you go back?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Boss, if the patient is stable, I will take him back." Professor Rudolf Wagner said respectfully. His tone changed so quickly that people were not used to it. "In this case, you won't let me be your patient."
The professor complained in a low voice at the end, full of resentment, "Chu Chu" was pitiful.
Zheng Ren said nothing and ignored the professor at all.
He glanced at the time, it was almost ten minutes.
"Manager Feng, please go out. We are going to cross the line here." Zheng Ren said: "What Fugui'er said, you should contact your company as soon as possible. He will leave in a few days."
Feng Xuhui was in a daze, nodded, and turned around like a puppet.
After listening to Zheng Ren's instructions, he still refused to believe that all of this was true. Is it possible to enter the international market? The company's consumables are just imitations. Will they be sued in court for intellectual property rights
Feng Xuhui had more and more things on his mind.
Zheng Ren looked at the time, it was exactly ten minutes.
He started to step on the line and repeated the descending aortic arch angiography, which confirmed that the spring-sealed embolus was in a suitable position, with a satisfactory shape and no residual shunt.
Manipulate the rotating handle to release the coil, then repeat the right heart catheterization and withdraw the sheath.
After the operation was completed, Zheng Ren turned around and stepped off the stage.
Professor Rudolf Wagner had a tacit understanding of applying pressure to stop the bleeding.
"Boss, please don't leave for a while. I have something to tell you." Professor Rudolf Wagner said hurriedly when he saw that Zheng Ren was about to leave.
"Tomorrow, I'm too tired today." Zheng Ren waved his hand and rejected the professor's invitation without hesitation.
What else does the professor have to do with himself? He is just studying prostate interventional embolization.
These things are not difficult for the master-level Zheng Ren.
Talking to professors about these things is really just a waste of time.
If it were normal, forget it. But now, Zheng Ren is very tired.
This day was very busy, but the most tiring thing for Zheng Ren was not the 4 tip surgeries and 1 patent ductus arteriosus surgery. But the patient's family members were indifferent and wanted to have the tube extubated.
To this day, Zheng Ren seems to still be able to hear the sound of the patient biting the tracheal tube with his teeth during extubation.
Just make it perfect and leave it at that.
Zheng Ren felt exhausted both physically and mentally.
"Boss, I went to the ICU to watch after the operation." Su Yun and Zheng Ren greeted.
Zheng Ren was particularly reassured about Su Yun, especially since the patient was a cardiothoracic surgery patient, so there was nothing to worry about.
The operation was finally over. Du Chunfang's life must have been saved. Zheng Ren felt a little happy despite his exhaustion.
This is the first time in ten years of practicing medicine that I have indulged myself.
hope,
Can have a perfect ending.