The teaching surgery that Gao Shaojie had been looking forward to for a long time was about to begin.
He still remembered the first time he performed surgery with Boss Zheng. He had even asked in a low voice not to hit himself with the hemostatic forceps.
Why was he so stupid at that time? Every time Gao Shaojie thought about this, he would regret it.
Being hit by the hemostatic forceps could change many bad habits in the operation and improve his skill level. This kind of thing was simply a pie falling from the sky.
At that time, he did not want to eat it and even begged not to fall.
'How stupid,' Gao Shaojie thought to himself.
He had once imagined that, excluding his family and other factors, he would follow Boss Zheng at that time. Now, his skill level would not be inferior to Professor Rudolf Wagner.
"Boss Zheng, don't stand on ceremony today. Hit him as you should," Gao Shaojie said to Zheng Ren very seriously when he saw that the patient had been sent to the operating table.
"Huh?" Zheng Ren was a little surprised. Although Gao Shaojie had been hit by him, he still seemed to care about his face.
"Boss Zheng, after being hit by you a few times, I feel that my skill level has improved. Don't stand on ceremony today. I don't know when you will come again, "Gao Shaojie said.
"Sure," Zheng Ren agreed readily.
"Old Liu, you're going to the Imperial Capital. Don't fight with me for this teaching opportunity," Gao Shaojie turned around and said to Liu Zewei.
The patient was saved up by the two of them. According to the rules, whoever had the patient should be the one to perform the surgery. However, Liu Zewei wanted to go to the Imperial Capital with Zheng Ren to study, so Gao Shaojie did not stand on ceremony.
Anyway, Liu Zewei went to the Imperial Capital. There were plenty of opportunities. Why should he fight with him for one or two surgeries?
Seeing Gao Shaojie go to disinfect and lay out the surgical drapes, Hu Hai was a little surprised. He asked, "Old Liu, what's going on? What hit? "
He lowered his voice, afraid that Zheng Ren would misunderstand.
"Huh? Don't you watch the live broadcast of the surgery in Xinglin Garden? "Liu Zewei was also a little surprised.
"I can't finish the surgery every day. When I'm tired, I go home and lie in bed like a dead person. I don't even bother to eat. Who has time to watch that thing?" Hu Hai said casually, but he immediately reacted. "No, what live broadcast of the surgery?"
As Zheng Ren had never performed interventional neurosurgery before, word of mouth was not widespread among neurosurgery doctors.
In addition, Hu Hai was a professor who led a group of surgeons and interventional surgeries. He was as busy as a dog every day, so it was not surprising that he did not know.
"Boss Zheng is broadcasting the surgery live in Xinglin Garden and teaching TIPS surgery. Old Hu, it's not right to bury your head in work every day. You also have to look up and see where you're going. "Liu Zewei was not very familiar with Hu Hai, so he did not speak too much about it.
Hu Hai was stunned. A live broadcast of the surgery? He had a vague impression of it, but he heard it from a junior doctor at the operating table. At that time, he thought it was a joke, but he did not expect that the person who opened the live broadcast of the surgery was the Boss Zheng that he had been thinking about. (Note 1)
Hu Hai wanted to ask something, but he held it back. It was not until Gao Shaojie finished laying out the sheet and Zheng Ren performed the surgery on his hand and the airtight lead door closed that he asked in a low voice, "Boss Zheng dares to broadcast the surgery live? So powerful! "
"The live broadcast of the surgery isn't that great." Through the lead-lined glass, Liu Zewei watched the two people inside stand up and begin the surgery. His eyes revealed a slightly burning light.
Hu Hai was speechless. It was a live broadcast of the surgery. Once something went wrong … If he made the same mistake as last time, he would never be able to raise his head in the academic world for the rest of his life. Not to mention the academic world, he was afraid that the patient's family would sue him for his medical license to be revoked.
Boss Zheng actually dared to broadcast the surgery live. This was considered a bold move. But what did Liu Zewei mean? Was the live broadcast of the surgery not considered great? Then what was?
"Boss Zheng is doing a live broadcast of the teaching surgery." After the puncture was completed, just as the puncture kit was inserted, Liu Zewei vaguely saw the cold light of the hemostatic forceps and said enviously in his heart. However, when he thought that he would soon be able to accept teaching surgery, he felt much calmer.
Hu Hai also saw this scene. He said in shock, "Old Gao is doing a live broadcast of the teaching surgery? It's no wonder. The professors of Chengdu Provincial Hospital can more or less attract some people. "
He thought wrongly. It was probably because the people of Xinglin Garden had provided financial support, or Boss Zheng had forced it. That was why Gao Shaojie had no choice. After all, Chengdu Provincial Hospital was a large tertiary Grade A hospital that could be ranked in the top 50 in the country. The professor who led the group was also considered to be quite famous in the industry.
"Sigh, Old Hu, you're so enthusiastic about Boss Zheng. Don't you know anything about Boss Zheng?" Liu Zewei sighed and said.
Liu Xiaojie pricked up her ears and listened carefully.
"Do you think Boss Zheng requested it? If Old Gao had not invited Boss Zheng to perform the surgery very early on and had a good relationship with him, Boss Zheng would not have wanted to do a live broadcast of the teaching surgery. If it were not for the two of us begging him, Boss Zheng would have gone back to the Imperial Capital. "
"…"
"A few days ago, Boss Zheng did a live broadcast at Heidelberg Medical Center. The surgeon is Professor Gade. You've heard of this name, right?"
"Uh, is it that especially fat professor?"
Liu Zewei nodded.
Hu Hai had an impression of this person. He had only seen him once, and that was at the International Conference on Interventional Medicine four years ago. It was just that Hu Hai had seen him before, but Professor Gade had not.
Professor Gade sat on the rostrum to give a speech while Hu Hai sat below and listened.
Hu Hai wanted to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, they turned into a sigh.
"Professor Gade was beaten by Boss Zheng for thirty live surgeries. Anyway, I was dumbfounded watching it."
"Uh … Why did you beat him?"
"How's Old Gao's skill compared to mine?" Liu Zewei asked.
"It's about the same as before. I took a few glances at the recent surgeries. Old Gao seems to be a little better than you," Hu Hai said truthfully.
"When he saved you, Boss Zheng gave Old Gao a lesson on teaching surgery and beat him with hemostatic forceps. Otherwise, why do you think his surgery is better than mine? "Liu Zewei said lightly.
When he thought that he was about to go to the Imperial Capital to receive the baptism of hemostatic forceps, his blood boiled in his heart.
"Uh …" Hu Hai was speechless.
Liu Xiaojie's two ears were buried under her shiny black hair. They moved slightly and dexterously stuck out through her black hair. She did not dare to miss a word.
She was like a fairy, but she was turned into a dwarf statue by the words she overheard. She stood on the same spot in a daze.
Was he that good? No wonder he was defeated in the Imperial Capital.
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Note 1: From the beginning, I've seen many people complain about how not everyone knows about the live broadcast.
As far as I know, there are no promotion channels in local primary hospitals. Even if you learn it, you may not have surgery to perform, so not many people care about it.
In high-level tertiary Grade A hospitals, the chief residents work like dogs. They are just short of sticking out their tongues. After leading the group of professors for their own patients, they have to go for freelance surgeries on the weekends. I really admire them. They are all energetic people. Therefore, it seems very reasonable that they do not know about it by word of mouth.
Let's not talk about it. Let's just assume that for now.
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