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Chapter 1310

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Shenzhen City, Development Zone People's Hospital.

Mu Tao stood beside Old Wu and said, "Teacher, Xinglin Garden has made an announcement. Today, Boss Zheng will broadcast Dr. Mehar's interventional surgery live."

"Hmm? Is it Dr. Mehar from the Karolinska Institute of Medicine in Sweden? "Elder Wu pushed his glasses up and said lightly.

"Yes."

"Boss Zheng, how's your interventional cardiology? The risk of a live broadcast is quite high, right? "Old Wu was a little doubtful and asked.

Although they were all interventional procedures, liver interventional procedures were very different from vascular and cardiac interventions. When it came to interventional cardiology, if one was not careful, there would be all kinds of complications. They would have to administer medication, and the live broadcast gave people a different feeling.

Mu Tao was silent for a few seconds before he said, "It's the best I've ever seen."

"Oh?"

"At Pengxi Village Hospital, Chief Jiang of the Department of Interventional Medicine has a heart attack. He was so busy that he didn't pay attention. Boss Zheng gave an early diagnosis and directly pressed it to the operating table to perform the embolectomy. " Mu Tao said, "At that time, we didn't have enough equipment and materials. I didn't expect it to go so smoothly."

"From the looks of it, Doctor Zheng's circulatory interventional surgery skills are very high. There's no need to worry at all," Old Wu commented.

"Teacher, it's different this time." Mu Tao was holding the phone in his hand. He still couldn't believe the notice on the screen.

"What?"

"Not only does Dr. Mehar want the surgery to be broadcast live, but he also wants to act as an assistant."

"Oh, he's even older than me. He wants to be an assistant … Hmm? Is Dr. Mehar going to perform the surgery, or … "As he spoke, Old Wu was confused by his own words.

For a moment, Old Wu thought he had misheard.

Mu Tao quickly said, "Dr. Mehar is a patient. In December last year, his three coronary arteries were completely blocked. Boss Zheng performed a grinding technique on him. This time, it's because there's a problem with the coagulation mechanism. We need to remove a new stent and get another one. "

"He's a patient, and he still needs to be an assistant?" Old Wu looked at Mu Tao in shock. The wrinkles on his face were deep, and every wrinkle seemed to be screaming.

That's impossible!

"Teacher, take a look." Mu Tao handed the phone over.

Old Wu didn't take it. He believed that Mu Tao wouldn't lie about this.

"A few years ago, Old Lin from the Chinese Academy of Sciences guided his own doctor to perform radiofrequency ablation on himself." Old Wu said, "It's just guidance. There were a few emergencies during the surgery, and they were all emergency rescues. After he comes over, he will regain his senses and continue to guide the surgery. "

Mu Tao stood beside Old Wu with his hands down, listening quietly.

"But as an assistant, isn't that a joke? Why would Doctor Zheng agree to such a request? " Old Wu's emotions were a little agitated, and he felt a slight pain in his heart. Mu Tao noticed that the moment Old Wu raised his hand, he immediately took out the nitroglycerin and let Old Wu drink it under his tongue.

After a few minutes, Old Wu regained his composure.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Emotions really can't fluctuate. Mu Tao, contact Dr. Zheng and persuade him. There's no problem with the live broadcast of the surgery. I believe in his level. But it's too risky for a patient to be an assistant. "

"Teacher, I've contacted his assistant." Mu Tao said, "Su Yun said that Dr. Mehar wants to study the turbulence of blood flowing in the blood vessels with Boss Zheng."

"Turbulent current?" Old Wu repeated the unfamiliar term.

At his level, he could only vaguely understand that the guide wire would be restrained and restricted by a lot of forces when it moved in the blood vessels, but he didn't have a clear understanding of turbulence.

Mu Tao was also very helpless. His level was not at that level.

"I'm really old. Is Doctor Zheng's level really that high?" Old Wu paused for a long time as if he was calming the waves in his heart and muttered.

"Teacher, I don't think the problem of turbulence can be solved. But when I recall Boss Zheng's surgery, I finally realized what I had overlooked in the past, "Mu Tao said seriously. Mu Tao said seriously, "Boss Zheng's surgery looks simple and straightforward, but these operations are based on his understanding of blood turbulence. Hemodynamics … This is too high-end. "

"Impossible," Old Wu said with certainty. "If Doctor Zheng can solve the problem of turbulence … Don't solve it. Even if he comes up with a reliable hypothesis, the Nobel Prize in Physics will be his, and there will be absolutely no competition."

Mu Tao smiled bitterly.

Old Wu was also silent.

Although that was what he said, he recalled every live broadcast of Zheng Ren's interventional surgery. It was clean and neat. The guide wire seemed to consciously avoid something and constantly made small adjustments.

However, no matter what he did, the guide wire would still touch the blood vessel wall.

It was the same in the live broadcast at 912, Mayo, and Heidelberg.

No!

Thinking back to the process of the live broadcast of the interventional surgery, although the surgery this morning was a teaching surgery, it was definitely different from the previous surgeries.

"Play the live broadcast of this morning's teaching surgery. I'll take a look," Old Wu said in a deep voice.

"Okay." Mu Tao hurriedly connected to the projection and found the recording of the morning's teaching surgery. The master and disciple began to ponder.

It was indeed different because the live broadcast of the TIPS surgery had always focused on the selection of the puncture point. Therefore, both Old Wu and Mu Tao ignored the steps of the guide wire walking in the blood vessels.

They watched it frame by frame. After a full hour, the two of them finally fell silent.

Not to mention Boss Zheng, even the surgeon who had received the guided surgery today had a considerable understanding of turbulence.

Many details could be determined. He was consciously avoiding the impact of the blood turbulence on the guide wire.

However, his technique was still a little unfamiliar. He was not as skilled as Boss Zheng's technique.

Old Wu did not understand. How could there be someone else other than Boss Zheng who could do this?

Mu Tao knew that this must be Su Yun performing the surgery. That guy seemed to have never been serious, but no matter how hard he worked, he was easily caught up to and mercilessly surpassed.

In Pengxi Village, the three-day and three-night surgery was not only the frustration that Zheng Ren brought to Mu Tao. An even stronger sense of frustration was brought to him by Su Yun!

He did not expect him to touch an unknown field earlier than him.

However, Mu Tao did not forget that Su Yun, who was stronger than him, was only the person who was guided by the surgery.

After studying the new TIPS surgery, this was not enough. Boss Zheng actually wanted to rely on his own strength to push the interventional surgery forward?

This step was a small step in his eyes.

However, for the entire human medical field, it was definitely a big step!

If it could be successfully promoted, how many new techniques would appear in a few years? Mu Tao did not dare to think about it. That would definitely have a subversive meaning for the medical industry.

He looked at the screen and Zheng Ren's surgery and gradually fell into a daze.

Did he still have to go to the Imperial Capital and receive the baptism of the hemostatic forceps? ,

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