Shenzhen City, the national window.
People who came were Shenzhen City citizens. This saying was deeply rooted in people's hearts. With the completion of the Hong Kong-Zhuhai-Macao Bridge, Shenzhen City experienced another wave of rapid development.
All kinds of people flocked to Shenzhen City from all over the country. All kinds of hospitals were built as supporting facilities. Pengcheng City's high salary for its medical staff had attracted countless elites from the medical world.
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Shenzhen City Development Zone People's Hospital was a newly built Class III Grade A general hospital. The bright and spacious corridors and clean wards were pleasing to the eye.
But the most attractive thing was that the People's Hospital had poached several big shots in the medical field from the mainland with a high salary.
One of them was Wu Haishi, the retired interventional radiology department chief of a major hospital.
The old man was 64 years old. He was one of the first batch of interventional radiology students in the country. He was a leading figure in the field.
The newly established People's Hospital did not have many patients. Many of the treatments were still in the process of being standardized, so it was not very busy.
Old Wu inherited the style of the older generation. He was down-to-earth and hardworking. Even in Shenzhen City, he organized the department's staff to study theory every day.
After the morning rounds, Old Wu sat down in his office. He put on his presbyopic glasses and began to organize the materials for the next round of study. He also added in the digital silhouette of the surgery he had saved so that the junior doctors could better understand the content and difficulties of the surgery.
Knock knock knock. There was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
"Master." A middle-aged man in his thirties walked in and stood obediently. His voice was just right for Old Wu to hear.
He was Old Wu's last disciple, Mu Tao. He was 38 years old. He studied for a master's degree in university and later became Old Wu's doctor. After graduation, he stayed in the hospital and studied under Old Wu. After Old Wu retired, he was rehired by Shenzhen City Development Zone People's Hospital. Mu Tao followed him to this rapidly changing city.
Old Wu was old but he was not deaf. He looked at the materials and nodded. "What is it?"
"Recently, there's an account in Xinglin Garden that's broadcasting surgeries. Today, they performed a renal artery embolization on a patient with post-segmental nephrectomy hemorrhage. I think it was very interesting …"
"Oh? Let me have a look. There aren't many videos of such surgeries. "Old Wu's interest was piqued. He raised his head and pushed up his glasses.
Mu Tao quickly took out his phone and switched it to Bluetooth mode. The video appeared on a large LCD screen in Old Wu's office.
In the video, the surgeon was performing a femoral artery cannulation.
His movements were skillful and precise. Although he did not deliberately pursue speed, every step was very precise. In the blink of an eye, the artery sheath had already entered the femoral artery.
Old Wu did not praise the surgeon's skills because, in his opinion, it was only natural.
The micro-guide wire was in place. The imaging system was turned on, and the field of vision shifted upward.
At this moment, Old Wu nodded.
Mu Tao quickly pressed the pause button and listened carefully.
Having followed Old Wu for more than ten years, he naturally knew what Old Wu had discovered.
As for what it was, it was definitely the accuracy of the micro-guide wire. Because the micro-guide wire on the screen landed at the end of the renal artery, the subsequent superselection could save a lot of time.
"Left and right hand cross operation?" Old Wu pointed at the host surgeon's hands on the screen.
Mu Tao was stunned for a moment. In his opinion, there were many highlights in the host's operation, but that did not include the pair of hands that were about to disappear at the bottom of the screen.
What the hell was a left and right hand cross operation?
Old Wu smiled, stood up, and walked to the big screen. He pointed at the hands in the sterile gloves and said, "This is a kind of operating habit. Only the older generation who first learned interventional surgery would have this kind of operation.
"Here, the left hand is on the right to fix the guide wire, and the right hand is on the left to send in the micro-catheter.
"On this side, there's also the assistant's hand, but the host surgeon still habitually uses left and right hand cross operation. Do you know why?"
Hearing Old Wu's question, Mu Tao's forehead was dripping with sweat.
In his opinion, there was a flaw in this operation. At the very least, it was superfluous. Because of the host surgeon's operation mode, the assistant's role was greatly reduced.
"I don't know," Mu Tao said honestly.
"Because there are very few people who first learned interventional surgery. It's hard to even find someone to operate on. Basically, one person operates the micro-guide wire and the catheter. Therefore, the more flexible right hand is used to operate the micro-catheter, and the left hand is responsible for fixing the micro-guide wire. That's why the left and right hand cross operation occurs.
But you won't need it now. "
Old Wu was a little emotional and nostalgic. He missed the time when he patiently and meticulously performed surgery under the huge amount of radiation.
Angiography, superselection, gel sponge. Step by step, he was clear. He did not deliberately pursue speed, but there was no delay. All of them were successful in one go.
After the embolization was completed, he waited for another angiography to confirm that there was no more massive bleeding in the renal artery. The surgery video ended.
"Not bad," Old Wu said lightly.
"Very fast."
"It should be very accurate. Every superselection is very successful. Let me guess who he is. "Old Wu sat back in his chair, closed his eyes, and began to ponder.
Mu Tao did not disturb him. He just waited quietly.
A few minutes later, Old Wu shook his head and said, "Those who are used to cross-operating with their left and right hands have basically retired from the clinical frontline. Even if they occasionally go on stage, it's to guide the surgery. This person is very stable, very meticulous, and has good eyesight. I think he's not too old. "
Surgeons were the same as boxers. They were both professions where experience and physical strength could not be combined.
For surgeons, the golden age was between forty and fifty years old. At this time, they had accumulated a certain amount of experience and were in good physical condition. Their eyesight was not blurred, and their hands were not trembling.
At this age, their peak condition would appear.
However, this did not include some monstrous people.
For example, in the early 1990s, a certain expert in cardiac surgery had reached his peak when he was in his thirties. Unfortunately, he was a loner and was pushed out of Fuwai Hospital in the Imperial Capital. He returned to his hometown in the northeast and founded his own specialized cardiovascular hospital.
In a few years, this hospital became the top hospital in the country.
There were many other amazing things like this. A few years later, he went to a medical department at the Chinese Academy of Sciences as a secretary.
After his retirement, he needed surgery because of tachycardia.
However, he was the top expert in the country and did not trust anyone. This was because everyone's operation and experience were not as good as his …
Therefore, he lay on the operating table with the imaging system hanging above his head.
He looked straight ahead and guided his doctoral student to operate on himself.
There was ventricular fibrillation during the surgery. After the rescue was successful, he continued to guide the doctoral student to continue the surgery.
In the end, the surgery was a success!
Of course, the latter part was just hearsay. He was a monstrous person who reached his peak at around thirty-five years old.
Mu Tao was ashamed of his inferiority to such a person. However, did his master mean that … the surgeon in Xinglin Garden might be such a person?
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