Soon, the surgery was over.
More than a dozen small blood clots were successfully removed. After another angiography, there were no remaining blood clots in the patient's superior mesenteric vein. The blood flow was smooth, and the surgery was over.
The entire surgery was done cleanly and neatly, as if this kind of surgery should have been so simple.
Only the doctors who were watching the surgery recording in the surgical demonstration classroom of the 912's vascular department understood the difficulty of it. Moreover, the higher the level, the greater the difficulty they could experience.
Mao Chi watched quietly. Even though the recording of the surgery had ended, he was still looking at the final image of the angiography and was speechless for a long time.
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Chief Wang brought the nurse and sent the patient all the way to the ICU. The patient's family asked, but Chief Wang did not know how to answer.
The patient's vital signs were stable and seemed to be in good condition. Chief Wang wanted to give Zheng Ren a call and let him explain the surgery to the patient's family.
Boss Zheng? Forget it. He should ask Su Tianci. Chief Mao probably finished watching the surgery recording. Now, he could make a call.
After hesitating for a moment, Chief Wang did not choose to make a call. Instead, he left a message for Chief Su on WeChat and asked him how the surgery was going.
In just an instant, the phone call came back.
The voice on the other side echoed. It was probably in the corridor.
"Chief Wang, did Boss Zheng perform any other surgeries in Sea City?" Chief Su asked.
"Yes … I think I'm going to perform an interventional embolization for liver cancer tomorrow morning," Chief Wang said. "Then, I went to Chengdu Provincial Hospital. Two professors from Chengdu Provincial Hospital knew that Boss Zheng was back. They came this morning and insisted on dragging Boss Zheng there. "
"Uh."
"Tianci, Boss Zheng did a good job with the surgery, right?" Chief Wang asked. "Well, tell me about the surgery process so that I can explain the condition to the patient's family."
"Okay? How can you say such a thing! "The echo on the other side of the phone became louder." The surgery … Let me put it this way, I feel … "
As he spoke, the voice on the other side became much lower, as if he was covering the microphone with his hand.
"Was Chief Mao's surgery done well?"
"Of course." Chief Wang was stunned for a moment. Chief Mao's surgery was definitely top-notch in the country. It was not an exaggeration to say that there were only a handful of them in the world of vascular surgery.
"I feel that Boss Zheng's surgery is a level higher than Chief Mao's."
"…"
"This is the best surgery I've ever seen. Now, it's all because of you." Su Tianci complained, "We can't even go back. Chief Mao is still organizing and learning."
After chatting for a while, President Wang completely forgot why he was looking for President Su. It was not until he hung up the phone that he remembered that he wanted to ask about the surgery process.
Forget it, I'll just ask Boss Zheng. The surgery was done well. When he encountered the young patient with P-J syndrome in the 912, he had already knelt down. It's just kneeling a few more times, what's there to be embarrassed about?
After leaving the ICU, the patient's family members surrounded him.
The man who gave the red packet to Mr. Wang asked anxiously, "Mr. Wang, a doctor just said that the operation was very successful. There was no incision, but the thrombus inside was removed."
"Oh, so Boss Zheng has already told me everything. How worry-free," President Wang thought.
"He even showed us the thrombosis. Chief Wang, is that true?" the patient's family asked.
"Definitely." President Wang said, "The surgery went very smoothly. I've already told you that Boss Zheng's standard is quite high. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been directly transferred to the 912."
"Your surgery was really good. I saw the thrombus. It was black and looked like a bug." The patient's family members were stubborn. As if they did not hear President Wang's words, they nagged and praised his surgery.
President Wang was also very helpless. Many people were like this. They did not listen carefully to what he was saying. Whatever was on their minds was what was on their minds. No matter how many times they communicated, it was useless.
"This, you guys keep it well." Wang Liang took out a deposit ticket from the pocket of his isolation suit and handed it to the patient's family. "Keep this. I'm not the one who performed the surgery, so why are you giving me a red packet? Isn't this a joke? "
"…" The patient's family members were silent and stared at each other.
"Hurry up." President Wang stuffed the deposit ticket into the patient's family members' hands and said, "If the deposit ticket is missing, you won't be able to leave the hospital. Go back and thank Boss Zheng. He rushed back from the Imperial Capital. He was originally eating, but he was asked to perform the surgery. It's not easy. "
"Imperial Capital?"
"Didn't I tell you? Don't be fooled by Boss Zheng's young age. He's already a visiting professor in the world's number one hospital. None of the hospitals in Imperial Capital are ranked in the top ten. You should understand now. "
After saying this, even Wang Liang was stunned.
D * mn, less than thirty years old and a visiting professor at the Mayo Clinic. Was this a f * cking myth? It was not that there were no such people in history. In any case, they could not be counted on one hand.
But which one of them was not a famous person who could change the course of human history?
Newton and the like were far away. Qian Xuesen, Qian Lao, became a tenured professor at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MT) at the age of 35. Uh … Thinking of this, Wang Liang let out a long sigh. So Boss Zheng was not that monstrous. Compared to him, Qian Lao was …
Thinking of this, Wang Liang burst into tears.
In his heart, was Boss Zheng already on the same level as Qian Lao? What was he thinking?
However, there was no need to say this to the patient's family members. They would not understand even if he said it. Wang Liang explained the patient's condition and his prediction of the disease to the patient's family members, then hurried back to the operating room to change.
He did not know if Boss Zheng had left. If he had not, he would ask him about the surgery and diagnosis.
Wang Liang was actually more interested in diagnosis, but he also knew that Boss Zheng was good at reading scans. Even if he studied imaging from the beginning, he would not be able to reach Boss Zheng's current level in less than eight to ten years.
Of course, this was only his own estimation.
If he really changed to studying imaging, he would still not be able to see his own shadow in eight to ten years.
However, Wang Liang always had an idea in his heart to catch up with Boss Zheng. Regardless of whether he could catch up or not, it was always good to have a goal.
However, he also knew that he was getting further and further away from Boss Zheng. His poor skills had not been affected by his own efforts.
When he returned to the emergency ward, Chief Wang saw Zheng Ren chatting on his phone.
"Boss Zheng, you're chatting too."
"Uh, don't you use WeChat? An instant messaging tool was quite useful. It's also very convenient to scan the QR code to buy things now. Chief Wang, you can't be left behind by the times, "Zheng Ren said.
The two seemed to be talking about two different things. Chief Wang was speechless and silent, not knowing what to say.
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