"Boss, you're simply too awesome," Professor Rudolf Wagner praised sincerely in the operating room.
"Pay attention to the surgery." Zheng Ren ignored the professor's words. He was a little dizzy and was barely holding on.
Zheng Ren had a feeling that his condition would be better if he performed surgeries for three days and three nights in Pengxi Village.
In the future, he really couldn't casually use the Eye of Truth skill.
Heavens!
Zheng Ren suppressed the frustration in his chest, took a deep breath, and continued with the surgery. He then inserted the guide wire and catheter into the original stent.
After exchanging the guide wire, he began to dilate the aorta with a balloon.
Professor Rudolf Wagner's heart was about to jump out of his throat.
The wall of the patient's thoracic aorta was already very thin in some places. If he did not use force, he would not be able to push it up. If he used too much force, he might rupture the entire blood vessel.
At this time, the operation completely depended on the surgeon's touch.
The balloon was inflated. How high the pressure was and how much blood vessels could be pushed up was all up to the surgeon's thoughts. Even if the others were blind, they would not be able to see the secret within.
Professor Rudolf Wagner did not even dare to breathe, afraid that the slightest movement would affect Zheng Ren's operation.
If the operation failed, would those surgical instruments still be useful?
Open thoracotomy on the spot? This was very strange to the professor. He probably wouldn't even be able to help when the time came.
As for the boss, he was also very good at surgery.
Although the boss had a contingency plan, it was better not to use it. The professor prayed in his heart, praying that he would succeed. He hoped that the boss would not be killed.
Coming back with his boss, the professor had expected to return home in glory. He was ready to use the hemostatic forceps to give Gade Mueller a good beating.
However, he encountered a patient who had made a mistake during the operation. The patient's condition was complicated and bizarre, and the operation was difficult … The professor even felt a little regretful. He must have learned bad things from his boss when he was in China.
Of course, he would try his best not to touch this kind of thing. It was such a difficult surgery. Once it was done, there would definitely be people gossiping about it. How could it compare to performing TIPS surgery and using hemostatic forceps to hit Gade Muller's radial styloid process?
Seriously, he must have learned bad things from his boss. Whenever he saw a patient, he wanted to treat and operate on them. He didn't care about anything other than medical treatment at all.
"Pa!" Professor Rudolf Wagner was cursing silently when a sharp pain shot through his left styloid process.
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Brace. " The hemostatic forceps in Zheng Ren's hand gleamed coldly like a life-threatening scalpel.
Uh … The professor was stunned. On the screen in front of him, the thoracic aorta had been pushed open by the balloon.
He quickly opened the sterile package of the thoracic aortic stent and handed it to Zheng Ren.
Half of the stent was placed in the original stent, and the other half was placed in the true lumen of the abdominal aorta above the abdominal trunk. After opening it, Zheng Ren heaved a sigh of relief.
Once this stent was opened, the thoracic aorta would be fine.
The further away from the heart, the lower the risk. If it was really broken, there was still time for surgery. Unlike the ruptured thoracic aorta, he probably only had less than 10 seconds left.
At that time, he would be in a flurry again. If his energy was at its peak, he would not be afraid. But now that he was confused by the Eye of Truth, it was better to have less trouble.
A stent was inserted, and the following surgery was a matter of course. Like laying a pipe, he inserted them one by one, simple and without any suspense.
Professor Gade Mueller was dumbfounded as he watched from the outside.
To be honest, he did not understand the operation of the balloon to push the intima of the blood vessel. That kind of operation depended on the surgeon's hand, so Professor Gade Mueller did not think that his skill was low.
However, the following operation of the stent, he gradually fell into a state of confusion.
There was a saying for the stent to be next to the stent. The gap in the middle must not be too large, otherwise, there might be a sudden 1cm gap, and something might happen to this section of the blood vessel.
It was not maybe, but definitely something would happen.
However, according to the image, there would be differences from the actual operation. Under normal circumstances, according to the surgeon's level, there would be a 0.1-0.2cm gap.
This was only a millimeter gap, so it was not a big problem.
However, in the image transmitted on the screen, Professor Gade Mueller saw that the stent was tightly attached to the stent, with no gap at all. Like the bluestone floor of a cathedral, it was seamless, showing the exquisite craftsmanship of the craftsman.
Seeing this, he could only admit that his level of surgery was really much worse than that of the young doctor.
The truth was in front of him, and Professor Gade Mueller could not deny it. If he were on the stage, he would definitely not be able to place the stent in such a way. There was no gap at all.
How did Rudolf Wagner find such a guy? Professor Gade Mueller was a little confused. Could the legend be true? That young doctor's hands had really been kissed by God?
It had to be. Otherwise, he would not have been able to perform this surgery so perfectly, let alone the TIPS surgery.
The thought of his defeated hands being kissed by God made Professor Gade Mueller feel much better.
This was divine power, a miracle, not his own fault. As for Rudolf, he was just lucky.
The surgery continued, and the stents were inserted one by one. Feng Xuhui had used up all the stents from Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery, so he used Heidelberg's own Bosco stents.
The brand was different, and the feel was different, but the result was the same.
The different brands of stents did not seem to cause Zheng Ren any trouble. Only the Eye of Truth did.
The surgery ended, and the last angiography began.
The visceral artery and renal artery perfusion increased, and the surgery was a success.
In the upper right corner of Zheng Ren's vision, the System showed that the surgery was 96% complete.
So low … Zheng Ren felt a little helpless. He removed the guide wire, catheter, and turned to leave the stage.
The professor was shocked to see that Zheng Ren's expression was not calm, but rather a little depressed and regretful. He asked, "Boss, what's wrong?"
Zheng Ren opened the airtight lead door, turned around, and said, "The surgery was not very good. If there is a next time, our cooperation will be better, and the surgery will be a little more complete."
The professor cried.
In his opinion, the surgery was almost flawless, but in the boss's eyes, there was a flaw? It was not even a flaw, but a problem?
With his level, he could not even be an assistant?
Professor Rudolf Wagner was doing a deep self-reflection as he pressed on the femoral artery.
This was not good. If he could not even be an assistant, he would lose his value. It seemed that his own surgical skills needed to be improved so that the boss would not leave him too far behind.
The professor thought to himself.
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