Su Yun was startled for a moment, his eyes were a little vacant, as if he was thinking about something quickly.
A few seconds later, Su Yun suddenly realized it and praised in a low voice: "Boss, you are awesome!"
"Ah?" Zheng Ren didn't know where this guy was going wrong, and he was in a daze on the operating table.
"You want to kidnap hostages?" Su Yun whispered into Zheng Ren's ear.
"Go away, get ready to take off the brace," Zheng Ren scolded.
Not only did Su Yun not look like he was about to leave, but he looked at Zheng Ren with a smile, with the look in his eyes that I know exactly what you are going to do.
"Boss, the Nobel Prize will be awarded in ten months. Are you afraid that something will go wrong? This recyclable stent is probably the same as the previous coronary rotational atherectomy. Not many people can do it, and you are one of them. . If Dr. Mehar doesn’t want to die, he can only continue the surgery with you.”
Seeing Su Yun's proud expression, Zheng Renzhen would have slapped him down if he hadn't been on the operating table.
He wanted to explain something, but Zheng Ren suddenly felt very tired.
They are really dirty-minded and have so many things on their minds. They just want good medical treatment and good surgery.
There are so many messy thoughts.
Sighing, Zheng Ren concentrated and lowered the retractable bracket.
The entire coronary artery has been polished by rotational atherectomy, and the stent must be removed throughout the process. Some even require stacks of brackets. The drug-eluting stent inserted earlier is still inside and cannot be taken out.
But this doesn’t bother Zheng Ren.
The two recyclable brackets fit tightly together, and there is almost no gap or overlap at the point where the recyclable brackets meet with the naked eye.
There is no doubt that to do this requires extremely high standards. But in Su Yun's view, it was only natural that Zheng Ren could do it.
After watching the images during the operation, the rotational atherectomy has demonstrated Zheng Ren’s level. The difficulty of operating the two stents is definitely lower than that of rotational atherectomy.
After inserting two stents, Zheng Ren began to operate other coronary arteries.
The surgery has reached the final stage and there is no difficulty anymore.
I was also very lucky, and there was no complication of ventricular fibrillation, which is a high probability for experimental subjects in the system operating room.
Zheng Ren feels that the attribute of luck +12 is really practical.
The difficulty of surgery outside has plummeted under the protection of luck +12. Dr. Mehar did not even experience ventricular fibrillation once, which was completely different from the situation in the system operating room.
This is why Zheng Ren gave a 95% success rate for surgery.
The operation was completed and Zheng Ren took the last angiogram.
The dark contrast agent on the screen represented the source of life. In just a moment, it spread on Dr. Mehar's many coronary blood vessels and capillaries on the heart wall.
It looks like a big tree with intertwined roots.
Seeing this situation, Zheng Ren seemed to be able to feel the powerful beating of Dr. Mehar's heart after receiving blood supply.
The tube is withdrawn and the operation is over.
Zheng Ren took off his sterile clothes and took a look. There was no medical trash can...
A nurse opened the airtight lead door and came in, respectfully taking off the sterile surgical gown in Zheng Ren's hand.
"..." Zheng Ren was speechless for a moment.
No wonder they all want to study abroad and become doctors. Not to mention how much money he earns, his status is really high.
How dare you use a nurse like this when you are in the operating room? Not to mention the Xie people, this is not possible in the operating room of the Department of Surgery.
"Boss, is it done?" The professor, still in a daze, asked standing at the door of the operating room.
Zheng Ren frowned, Professor, what's wrong? How could he not see such an obvious success? It shouldn't be.
Seeing Zheng Ren's somewhat unhappy expression, Professor Rudolf Wagner immediately realized what a stupid question he had asked.
"Boss, boss, aren't I happy?" The professor bent down involuntarily, "Awesome!"
"..." Zheng Ren shook his head, "Don't learn these things from Su Yun, learn more from good ones."
"I'm not learning about surgery." The professor smiled and said, "Is there anything I should pay attention to after the surgery?"
"Fuguier, you and I will go to explain to the patient's family later." Su Yun said at the side.
Zheng Ren was just happy and free, so he took off his sterile gloves and handed them to the nurse on the side.
This feeling of being an uncle is so good!
Su Yun took the professor to explain the postoperative situation to Mrs. Mehar. Several doctors began to test Dr. Mehar's vital signs and evaluate the postoperative effects.
Arriving at the operation room, Zheng Ren sat in front of the operation table and began to make silhouettes as a habit.
Su Yun's arrogant voice came over, and you didn't even know that this guy's chin would be raised to the sky without even looking.
Perhaps this method of communication is the most appropriate. Zheng Ren did not think about these trivial things and concentrated on editing the film of the surgery he had just performed.
"*&... *&" A person said something behind Zheng Ren, but Zheng Ren didn't understand a word. Although it was mixed with English, Zheng Ren was too lazy to listen or think about it.
The people behind said a few more words, but Zheng Ren still acted as if he hadn't heard them.
After a while, Professor Rudolf Wagner came over, exchanged a few words with him, came to Zheng Ren's side, and said: "Boss, this is from Lyon Regus Medical Center..."
"Let's talk." Zheng Ren said lightly.
"Uh..." Professor Rudolf Wagner was startled for a moment, and then said: "They said that your surgery was very good, and they wanted to ask if you have time to do a demonstration surgery."
"No time." Zheng Ren refused directly.
Just kidding, when I returned to the imperial capital from the south, I was dragged to Sweden before I had a good meal or watched a movie with my little girl. How can I have time to do demonstration surgeries
If I do it, I don’t know how long it will take.
But Zheng Ren was relatively kind after all. He suddenly felt that his tone of voice was a bit harsh. These people were not Su Yun, so there was no need to be rude.
"Fugui'er, tell them that if they want to see demonstration surgery, they can go to China." Zheng Rendao.
"Okay." Professor Rudolf Wagner was feeling sad.
The person who asked Zheng Ren if he could perform a demonstration surgery was a well-known doctor in circulatory intervention. It would not be good if he refused directly.
Although Professor Rudolf Wagner has a bad temper, it does not mean that he has no emotional and IQ.
He will still give a certain amount of respect to people of the same level. As for people who are better than me... For example, Zheng Ren, the professor kneels very quickly, only slightly slower than Su Yun.
The smarter the person, the faster he will kneel.
Because they are aware of the gap and know that with this gap, they will never be able to catch up.
Professor Rudolf Wagner turned back to communicate with the man, while Zheng Ren concentrated on editing the surgery film.
A few minutes later, the professor said to Zheng Ren helplessly: "Boss, they said that if you don't understand the language when you go to China, there will be communication barriers, or..."
"Bullshit." Su Yun just finished communicating with Mrs. Mehar and walked back. Hearing what the professor said, he immediately understood what happened and scolded her.
"How did you learn Northeastern dialect? If you want to see a demonstration surgery, go to the imperial capital quickly." Su Yundao said.