So that was how it was.
The professor's question was also Wu Hang's. Boss Zheng had been in the pathology department for a long time, but he always felt that it was extra and unnecessary.
It turned out that this place was only used as a laboratory. What Boss Zheng really wanted to do was to take a pathological tissue biopsy in the CT room and do the examination on the spot?
Is this considered intraoperative freezing? Wu Hang had no idea what Zheng Ren's true motive was.
Chief Chi's microscope was a teaching microscope. It was of a very high grade and had three lenses.
In other words, when Chief Chi was observing the pathological tissue, there were two people beside him who could see what he was looking at.
If Director Chi was in the mood, he might explain it a little.
This was the benefit of the multi-head microscope.
Wu Hang was also curious. He wanted to see how high the pathology level of Boss Zheng, who had been recommended by the Nobel Prize in Medicine, was. Therefore, he took the risk of being kicked by the chief physician into the intraoperative freezing group to work hard and wait for the freezing to arrange for the chief physician's machine.
He even thought that no matter how good a clinician was, they would not be better than him.
At that time, if he could give Boss Zheng a few pointers, if Boss Zheng won the Nobel Prize a few decades later, he could tell people that he was the one who taught Boss Zheng's pathology back then!
Although it was all bragging, as long as there was a little bit of reality, he wouldn't feel too guilty talking about it.
He was a little selfish.
Wu Hang saw Zheng Ren sit down and start to look at the tissue. He also went to another microscope and began to observe Zheng Ren's movements.
Professor Rudolf Wagner did not understand pathology, but he was curious about what his boss was doing. He occupied the third microscope lens.
Professor Rudolf Wagner, who was not a cytologist, could not understand the messy cell structure under the microscope.
He could only see the camera constantly moving.
For Wu Hang, it was a completely different world.
Because it was opaque and had not undergone post-processing, he could barely see the characteristics of certain cell tissues. Even though he knew it was a piece of liver cancer tissue, he could only barely determine that some of the cells were liver cancer cells by using a reverse analysis method.
The camera paused, and a faint light appeared in the field of view. The fluid between the tissues moved slightly, as if a naughty child was stirring a pool of spring water with a tree branch.
What was Boss Zheng going to do? Wu Hang's mind was filled with question marks.
The cells were very small. Was he going to extract the cells? What type of forceps or pliers do you use?
Clinical microsurgery was only on the millimeter scale. There was a world of difference between it and the micron scale of cells.
One millimeter was equivalent to 1,000 microns. Not many people in the clinic could perform millimeter-scale microsurgery perfectly, let alone micrometer-scale cell tissues.
It was impossible to extract the cells directly.
"Wu Hang!" An angry voice roared.
Wu Hang was looking at the beam of light, thinking about what Boss Zheng was going to do. He did not realize that this was the voice he was most afraid of.
The light stirred the liquid in the gap between the cells. As another light appeared, the liquid in the gap trembled slightly. An indescribable force of interaction between the light and the cells appeared.
With a gentle movement of Zheng Ren's finger, a cell was steadily taken out of the pathological tissue.
Holy sh * t … there's such a godly operation?!
What did Boss Zheng use?! How could the cells be extracted?!
Countless question marks and exclamation marks intertwined in Wu Hang's consciousness. He was astonished. Just as he was in shock, he felt a sharp pain in his right ear.
The sting woke him.
A small old man grabbed Wu Hang's ear, his face full of anger.
"Director Chi, Director Chi, you …"
"Wu Hang! Who told you to touch my machine?! "Director Chi asked angrily.
"Slides, fixation solution, cover slides," Zheng Ren did not seem to notice that someone had come. Zheng Ren did not seem to notice that someone had come. He was focused on operating the optical tweezers to extract the cells from the case as he spoke lightly.
"Who are you?" Director Chi saw the person in question. He looked a little familiar, but he was very young. He looked like a graduate student.
"Director, it's Boss Zheng from the Department of Interventional Medicine, Boss Zheng of the Nobel Prize," Wu Hang quickly explained. Wu Hang quickly explained. He even used the Nobel Prize as a shield to resolve Director Chi's anger.
Boss Zheng? The Department of Interventional Medicine?
"What are you doing in the pathology department?" Director Chi asked. He took a closer look at the machine and saw an additional pendant on his precious microscope. His heart burned with anger.
"Director, Director, look! Boss Zheng used an unknown object to directly extract a pathological cell, "Wu Hang quickly explained.
"Impossible." Director Chi directly denied Wu Hang's statement. As soon as he let go, the huge head was free. "The instruments used in the clinic are all millimeter-scale. At most, they are 0.1 millimeter-scale. There's no way to extract μm-scale cells."
"I just saw it."
Zheng Ren operated the optical tweezers. Seeing that no slides were brought over for a long time, he heard someone talking. He left the microscope and looked up.
"Boss Zheng, this is our Director Chi," Wu Hang immediately introduced.
"Hello, Director Chi." Zheng Ren showed a standard fake smile and then said, "Slides."
Wu Hang looked at Director Chi. Seeing that he did not say anything, he quickly took a slide and placed it on the shelf.
"Do you need to deal with it?"
"Yes, but I can do it myself," Zheng Ren said with a smile. Then, he lowered his head and continued to operate.
"Director, please take a look." Although Wu Hang was reluctant, he could only give his seat to Director Chi.
Didn't he say that he was going to the bank to handle some business today? Why did he rush back?
Wu Hang cursed his bad luck in his heart. Thinking back to the scene he had just seen, his heart felt like it was being scratched by a kitten. It was extremely sore and itchy.
Director Chi sat down doubtfully. He first carefully observed the pendant. Seeing that it did not damage his precious microscope, he glared at Wu Hang again and began to observe through the microscope.
After 23 ″, Director Chi's body froze.
After 1 ′ 02 ″, his hand tightly gripped the base of his precious microscope. There was a crackling sound between his joints, like a piece of dead wood being eroded by termites. It was about to break and turn into dust at any time.
After 3 ′ 13 ″, Director Chi was already quietly watching Zheng Ren extract the pathological cells from the living body. He was engrossed in watching.
After 22 ′ 23 ″, Zheng Ren finally raised his head and moved his cervical spine.
"Boss Zheng, is it done?" Wu Hang asked.
"Yes," Zheng Ren said. "The materials are done. Next, we can observe it under the microscope."
Wu Hang glanced at Director Chi and saw that his eyes were glued to the head of the microscope as if his entire body was about to drill into it.
What was going on?
"Boss, what kind of operation are you doing? After watching for a long time, my heart is going crazy, "Professor Rudolf Wagner said with a frown.
"Microscopic operation. Maybe your brain's vestibular nerve can't take it. Stop looking. It has nothing to do with intervention, "Zheng Ren said with a smile.
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