The paper-thin Dr. Alan Smith was escorted to the operating theater by his subordinates.
However, he looked different from earlier in the morning.
He was as thin as a piece of paper. Even without the wind, he would float if he walked a little faster. However, he looked haggard and his eyes were bloodshot with dark circles. He looked like a panda that had no bamboo to eat.
Dr. Smith seemed to be thinking about something. His eyes were hollow and he only managed to reach the operating theater with the help of his assistant. He didn't lose his way or bump his head against the door, causing his entire body to be embedded in it.
'If that's the case, it might be funny,' Zheng Ren thought to himself.
"Dr. Smith, the surgery is about to begin," Zheng Ren said.
Hearing Zheng Ren's standard New York accent, Dr. Smith stopped and looked at Zheng Ren with empty eyes as if he had Alzheimer's.
It was not a physical resemblance but a spiritual resemblance.
Zheng Ren was dumbfounded. He carefully looked at the System panel behind Dr. Smith several times to confirm that he did not have cerebral infarction or Alzheimer's disease before he was relieved.
What was going on?
Dr. Jack was a little embarrassed. He came to Zheng Ren's side and was about to explain when Dr. Smith suddenly woke up.
"Dr. Zheng, I understand now!" Dr. Smith's empty eyes suddenly lit up.
"Huh?" Zheng Ren was shocked.
"So that's what happened," Dr. Smith said excitedly. "Now that I look at it, your dissection and explanation are the best in the world!"
Oh, so this guy had been thinking about the TIPS surgery.
It was no wonder. It had been less than 24 hours. It was normal for him to be thinking about it.
Other than Su Yun, no one else could understand it at a glance. Zheng Ren smiled and looked at Dr. Smith.
"Dr. Zheng, I can't wait to start the surgery!" Dr. Smith clenched his fist with an impatient expression.
"Okay," Zheng Ren replied and turned to ask, "Su Yun?"
"What is it?" Su Yun knew it was something serious. He put away his phone and looked at Zheng Ren.
"The medical supplies are done here, right?"
"The efficiency here is very high. It's done. I saw that Xiao Feng had brought enough supplies, and he had asked his colleagues from the international department to send the supplies over." Su Yun was very efficient.
"Oh, that's good. Also … "Zheng Ren was a little troubled.
Su Yun was slightly puzzled but immediately understood.
"The hemostatic forceps have to be written into the agreement in the future. If he agreed to teach the surgery, he would have to endure the beating of the hemostatic forceps. After signing the agreement, there would be no need for him to be in such a difficult position. Boss, don't worry, I'll do it now. "Su Yun took out his notebook and began to draft up the terms in front of everyone.
Because the two of them were talking in Chinese, Dr. Smith and Dr. Jack looked at each other, not knowing what they were talking about.
Only Professor Rudolf Wagner looked at Dr. Smith and chuckled.
"Let's start the operation!" Dr. Smith did not care about anything else. He suppressed the excitement of having just comprehended the new TIPS surgery and said in a hurry.
"There's no rush," Zheng Ren said. "Can you take a beating?"
"What?" Dr. Smith was taken aback.
This was a pure translation. Due to the differences in national conditions, language, and language environment, to Dr. Smith, it was similar to the provocative words of the group of people on the streets of Chicago before a fight.
What did that mean?
He was dumbfounded.
"It's like this." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Some things can be done through teaching. But there are some things that you can only know when you perform the surgery yourself. "
This was something all surgeons understood. Dr. Smith did not know the meaning of Zheng Ren's' nonsense '.
"The new TIPS surgery involves different techniques from other surgeries, so in order to correct the wrong habits you've developed in previous surgeries, I usually like to teach with hemostatic forceps," Zheng Ren said seriously.
In an instant, Dr. Smith immediately understood what Zheng Ren was going to say.
His expression turned ugly, but his thoughts raced as he looked around. Those who were looked at by his eagle-like eyes all lowered their heads.
It should be no problem. They were all doctors under him. It was worth it to be beaten a few times and be able to learn the new TIPS surgery method as soon as possible.
After hesitating for less than a second between being hit by the hemostatic forceps and learning the new TIPS surgery, Dr. Smith made his choice.
That was Su Yun's way of saying yes, but he still had to sign a document. This was to prevent him from flying into a rage and causing unpredictable consequences.
In any case, Su Yun made the best use of his time. Zheng Ren and Dr. Smith began to change their clothes. Before the operation, they looked at the film and confirmed the puncture point.
After some communication, Dr. Smith had a deeper understanding of the judgment of the surgery.
Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner performed three surgeries in a row. The two of them had already cooperated very closely, like a machine.
No matter what the patient's condition was, they almost always performed a surgery every 15 minutes. There were few changes.
After three surgeries, Dr. Smith had a deeper understanding of the new TIPS surgery method.
After glancing at the agreement that Su Yun had brought over, Dr. Smith signed it happily and stood to the side.
Someone went to scrub and disinfect. The preoperative preparations were all done by an assistant. Zheng Ren was a little emotional. This was really arrogant.
It was probably because Dr. Smith had not done such work for a patient for many years. It was just like in Sea City, when he and Lil Fugui turned around and left the stage together, neither of them pressing on the wound to stop the bleeding.
The surgeon had what a surgeon should do.
Zheng Ren did not say anything. He washed his hands, put on his clothes, waited for the disinfection to finish, and laid out the sterile sheet before standing in the assistant's position.
Dr. Smith was a little excited and nervous. His hands trembled slightly.
The new TIPS surgery had opened a new window for him to see another world.
In this world, there was more than just TIPS surgery. It was more of a different interpretation of the image. Connected to the anatomical structure, it gave him a deeper understanding and cognition.
This young doctor was a genius. Dr. Smith thought so.
When he recalled the entire process of reverse engineering according to the paper in the New England Journal, he felt a little emotional. If Doctor Zheng had not been invited to the Mayo Clinic to perform the damn surgery, he was afraid that he would not have any results even after another year of research.
When the time came, the new TIPS surgery would have been spread all over the world, and he would be left far behind. Number one in the world? That was the Mayo Clinic, not him.
Fortunately, the Goddess of Luck was on his side. At the most critical moment, he met Doctor Zheng.
Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden "pa" sound in the radius of his right hand.
A sharp pain came, interrupting Dr. Smith's thoughts. He was also shocked.
"The surgery hasn't even started and my hands are already shaking. This is not good."
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