"Just try your best. Don't force it," Old Chief Physician Pan advised after some hesitation.
Before he could finish, however, Zheng Ren had already entered the interventional surgery room. The heavy lead door closed, leaving Zheng Ren with a smile.
The surgery continued.
Zheng Ren did the superselection again. Now that the hepatic artery had been superselected, Zheng Ren tried the renal artery.
His technique was still as practiced and stable as before.
The micro-guide wire was superselected, and the catheter was inserted for contrast. It was not the renal artery.
At this time, he could only do elimination.
After the hepatic and renal arteries, Zheng Ren started superselecting the superior mesenteric artery.
Fifteen minutes later, the results were still disappointing.
Professor Pei's and Old Chief Physician Pan's expressions darkened. An hour had passed since the surgery and Zheng Ren had spent most of that time operating with the wires attached.
'It's time to give up on the surgery,' Old Chief Physician Pan thought.
He did not know much about interventional surgery, but since Professor Pei from Sorcery Capital was present and did not say anything wrong, it was fate.
Not all diseases could be treated.
The surgery looked simple, but the situation was completely different from the auxiliary examination. Such cases were not uncommon.
After all, there was no knowing what was in a man's heart. The auxiliary examination could not be exactly the same as what was observed with the naked eye.
If someone had to take responsibility, someone had to be the bad guy, then he would be the one to do it.
Old Chief Physician Pan made up his mind and pressed the intercom button.
"Zheng Ren, let's end the surgery." Old Chief Physician Pan's heart was heavy.
If possible, no one would want to give up on the treatment of a patient.
However, things did not always go according to one's wishes.
On the battlefield, how many comrades could have been saved with a timely blood transfusion? How many comrades could have avoided amputations if they had a sterile operating room?
None. None.
Even the United States, armed to the teeth, could not do it.
Human strength was sometimes exhausted.
This …
This was f * cking fate!
Old Chief Physician Pan's words made Zheng Ren and Su Yun pause in the operating room. However, they did not immediately give up and walk out of the interventional surgery room. Instead, they were discussing something.
Professor Pei sighed. He had seen this kind of situation many times. He had given up on at least a hundred surgeries.
Even if they could not find the artery, what could they do? Putting aside the fact that doctors would not be able to withstand the prolonged exposure to X-rays, would the patient lying on the bed be able to withstand it?
A few minutes later, the two people in the operating room began to quarrel fiercely. Even through the thick lead door and the anti-radiation leaded glass, one could feel the tension between them.
Old Chief Physician Pan immediately stood up, opened the induction lead door, and walked in.
"What are you doing?" Old Chief Physician Pan's imposing aura burst forth instantly.
"I'll try again," Zheng Ren said calmly. "It's been more than an hour. Su Yun should get out."
"Why?" Su Yun wore sterile gloves on his hands. Otherwise, he would have gently brushed the black hair on his forehead to show his disdain for Zheng Ren.
"I'm the surgeon. I have the right to decide," Zheng Ren said.
"Do you really think …"
"Alright!" Old Chief Physician Pan interrupted their argument and glanced at Zheng Ren and Su Yun. Seeing Zheng Ren's determination, he said, "Let's try again. Su Yun, come with me."
Su Yun could argue with Zheng Ren and belittle him with his sharp tongue, but he could not utter a single word in front of Old Chief Physician Pan.
He tore off his sterile surgical gown and angrily threw it into the contamination bucket. Like a deserter, he followed Old Chief Physician Pan out of the interventional surgery room.
The heavy lead door closed again. Su Yun lowered his head, the black hair on his forehead fluttering weakly in the wind.
He tore off his lead apron and tossed it into the corner of the operating console room.
The lead apron, which weighed more than ten kilograms, made a loud bang, as if expressing Su Yun's deep dissatisfaction.
Old Chief Physician Pan ignored Su Yun's childish behavior. It was normal for a young man to have a temper.
Moreover, the surgery was not over yet. Even if he wanted to criticize Zheng Ren, it would have to wait until after the surgery.
After the small disturbance subsided, the surgery began again.
Without Su Yun, Zheng Ren's movements were slower and more cautious.
His hands changed from the usual left and right position to a left and right cross position, beginning another superselection.
"Chief Physician Pan, you're a good person," Professor Pei said lightly, his eyes fixed on the image of the superselection.
Bitterness filled Old Chief Physician Pan's heart. The better the person, the more difficult the situation was.
Chang Yue noticed that Su Yun's back was drenched in sweat and his green surgical gown had turned dark green. Obviously, performing surgery with dozens of kilograms of weight was a job that required both physical and technical strength.
She turned to leave and returned quickly with a bottle of water in her hand.
"Thank you," Su Yun said softly with his head lowered, not even looking at the image of the interventional surgery.
Chang Yue wanted to comfort Su Yun, but her lips moved slightly, not knowing what to say.
In the operating theater, Zheng Ren had superselected the hepatic artery, renal artery, superior mesenteric artery, and was now in the process of superselecting the spinal cord artery.
Still not!
After the superselection of the spinal cord artery, Zheng Ren did not end the surgery as promised and began the next superselection.
Old Chief Physician Pan could not stand it anymore. He pressed the intercom button and said sternly, "Zheng Ren, I order you to end the surgery!"
Zheng Yunxia was lying on the operating table, only anesthetizing the femoral artery at the base of her thigh. She was aware of everything that had happened.
Upon hearing Old Chief Physician Pan's words, she suddenly said, "Doctor Zheng, let's end it."
"Life and death are decreed by fate. I know I'm unlucky. Thank you for your help, really. "
Zheng Ren's hand froze for a few seconds, then he put down the guide wire and catheter and said softly, "Don't move."
With that, he walked out of the operating theater.
"Chief Physician Pan, the superselection will be over soon," Zheng Ren said firmly, "If we give up, all our efforts will be wasted."
"It's been two hours! Something must have gone wrong. Someone give me an explanation! "Old Chief Physician Pan was as irritable as a male lion.
"Doctor Zheng, just try your best. Let's end it." Although Professor Pei was not in a position to order Zheng Ren, he still tried to persuade him.
Zheng Ren shook his head without hesitation and said, "Chief Physician Pan, I'll try again."
"That's what you said earlier!"
"I'm the surgeon now, so I know the surgery best," Zheng Ren said firmly. "There aren't many arteries left to superselect. I can only think of the short gastric artery and the aorta. It'll be over soon. Don't you think so, Professor Pei? "
Professor Pei sat in his wheelchair, deep in thought.
The operating theater fell into a dead silence.
"There's also the intercostal artery. Try it too." Professor Pei was very careful with his words.
Zheng Ren nodded and looked at Old Chief Physician Pan.
Old Chief Physician Pan had been looking into Zheng Ren's eyes. Their eyes met for five seconds.
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