"I just want to see Su Yun's level." Director Kong said with a smile: "I think Su Yun's level is more than enough to lead a team here."
"Haha." Zheng Ren smiled dryly.
"What kind of attitude do you have!" Su Yun was unhappy, although he was aware of the gap between himself and Zheng Ren... ahem, there must be a gap.
But his attitude was so abominable!
"No, I think Director Kong is right." Zheng Ren was too lazy to deal with this guy. When he compared anything, he looked like he was on steroids, and his eyes were red with excitement.
I guess when I was a kid, I did a lot of boring things like competing with others to see who could pee farther.
Maybe, this is the legendary competitive spirit
"Try the internal mammary artery? It doesn't seem too difficult." Su Yun smiled, picked up the next patient's 64-slice CT three-dimensional reconstruction film from the operating table, walked into the operating room, and inserted the film into the reading room. on the chip.
Director Zheng Renpong smiled and said, "It's okay. I'll do the work and it will be done soon."
After saying that, he followed Zheng Ren into the operating room.
"You see, this level." Director Kong said lightly: "Thank you for not saying anything too harsh, otherwise, hey."
A few words were spoken in a low voice, and only a few people around him could hear them.
Professor Zhao, who was leading the team, was stunned for a moment. He didn't care about the shame, but bent down and asked: "Director, how did he practice his technique?"
"I don't know." Director Kong shook his head and looked at Professor Rudolf Wagner, who was putting a hemostatic patch on the patient and then applying a pressure bandage, and said leisurely: "The last time I saw him perform an operation was in Haicheng. One A patient with severe pelvic fracture and large retroperitoneal hematoma. I took a nap in the locker room, and Boss Zheng completed the operation by himself."
"..." Everyone present knows how difficult this kind of surgery is.
Just take a nap and be done? Anyone can ask themselves, this kind of surgery should not take more than one or two hours
"Why do I feel that Boss Zheng's surgeries have increased again? It's already at such a high level, and it can still rise to the sky?" Director Kong couldn't figure it out, and said to himself in confusion.
Everyone knows that the higher the level, the harder it is to make progress. As the saying goes, taking the next step requires great perseverance and perseverance.
But Boss Zheng’s age and his speed of growth...
No wonder he airborne directly with a Nobel Prize project, people have their own principles. Director Kong warned everyone in advance not to think that Boss Zheng is a picky person at a young age. He does have foresight.
At Boss Zheng's level, there's no telling whether he can make things difficult for people. Even if he is kicked out, he can find a place wherever he wants, and in ten years he will be the most awesome person in the country.
Do you still want your status in the academic world in the future
If I meet someone who is determined to retaliate, I will tour the country and give a negative example every time. When I was in a certain hospital, how could the doctors there not tolerate me, how bad the surgery was...
Who doesn’t know how to find faults? The higher the level, the sharper the faults.
At the thought of this possibility, everyone fell silent.
There was silence in the operation room.
I can say these things myself, but the key is that I am young. If I can say this for another forty or fifty years, it will be difficult for me to live until then.
Soon, Professor Rudolf Wagner handed the patient over to the bedside doctor, but Su Yun kicked him out.
"Professor Rudolf, sit here." Director Kong, who was also familiar with the professor, greeted him.
"I won't sit down anymore. I have no sight." The professor smiled and looked at Su Yun who was being disinfected inside through the leaded glass with a look of gloating on his face.
"Huh? Professor Rudolf, what's the matter?" Director Kong felt there was something wrong with the professor's expression, so he asked directly without being polite.
"Hehe." The professor smiled and said, "Please call me by my Chinese name, Fugui'er."
"Okay, okay." Director Kong was also helpless. These people had led a top professor in the subject astray.
"Fuguier, I feel like you're a little strange. What's wrong?"
"Director Kong, the boss is an assistant again." The professor said with a smile: "I have always wanted to see the boss hit Brother Yun's wrist with a hemostatic forceps. Let me tell you, it hurts when the boss hits someone."
"..." Director Kong was speechless.
He couldn't imagine that Su Yun, who impressed all the arrogant young freshmen like Zhao Yunlong, would be beaten with a hemostatic forceps.
It was a bit interesting. A smile appeared on Director Kong's face and he stood up. He chose a particularly good spot, with the fire of gossip burning in his heart.
…
The airtight lead door of the operating room slowly closed and the operation began.
Su Yun stood in the position of the surgeon and sent the guide wire in. While sending it, he said with a smile: "Boss, you didn't see Lao Zhao's expression just now."
"Which Lao Zhao?" Zheng Ren didn't know what was happening outside. Even if he knew, he couldn't remember Professor Zhao.
"I tell you, you don't know. Anyway, your surgery was so awesome that it shocked the people outside." Su Yun said with a smile, stopped and started to step on the line.
The image displayed on the screen opposite showed that the microguidewire was positioned just right, right at the branch point of the hepatic artery.
"Oh, the surgery just now seemed to be okay and not difficult at all." Zheng Ren said.
"I hate your way of showing off the most, boss." Su Yun said while looking at the screen for super selection: "Only a young talent like me who is good-looking and represents justice can pretend in this way. Damn, you made a stunning appearance. You said you look like an ordinary passerby, but if you throw it into Chaoyang Park, you are just a member of the Chaoyang people. If you pretend to be cool, no one will remember it."
"It's surgery, not pretense." Zheng Ren's right hand had already touched the hemostatic forceps.
"Apply medicine!" Su Yun said coldly: "Just be an assistant and do it well. Don't think about hitting me with hemostatic pliers like you hit Fu Guier and Gao Shaojie."
"Don't you want to make progress? Look at how fast Fugui'er and Gao Shaojie are progressing." Zheng Ren smiled and loosened the hemostatic forceps and began to open the high-pressure syringe.
Zheng Ren estimated that this patient had five blood vessels supplying the tumor and only one internal mammary artery, which was a bit difficult for Su Yun. Hemostatic forceps had not been used before.
"Young master, I won't need it, okay?" Su Yun said contemptuously, "You can just look at it twice, but you still need hemostatic forceps? That's nonsense."
"Are you sure the internal mammary artery can be completed successfully? If not, I will replace you when the time comes." Zheng Renqing said calmly, without a trace of fireworks.
Su Yun felt a surge of anger.
As for the internal mammary artery, there is indeed no 100% certainty that it can be completed at once. Zheng Ren is really hateful, and he is grasping his own weakness.
"I will try my best."
"hehe."
"What kind of attitude do you have! Let me tell you, I am a genius. Do you understand genius?"
"Are you discussing genius with your boss?"
While the two were chatting, Su Yun completed the embolization of four blood vessels with skillful movements.
Zheng Ren also expressed his admiration for this, as this guy didn't usually see him performing surgeries. Just like Su Yun said, just look at it twice and you'll know it.
Others are bragging, but Su Yun really knows how to do it.
Zheng Ren estimated that Su Yun's current level of interventional surgery was only higher than Director Kong's.
Soon, Su Yun began super-selecting the internal mammary artery.