"…" Lin Ge wanted to say something, but he was speechless.
Boss Zheng's memory was really good. How many periodicals and magazines had he read? These numbers were at his fingertips.
However, this was not important. What was important was that there were no successful cases yet!
From the looks of it, he actually wanted to perform surgery!
Young people were really bold.
Chief Wei also had the same thought.
Boss Zheng wanted to try a surgery that no one in the world could do? Just how much confidence and confidence did he have?
If it were anyone else, they would probably hesitate. Look at Boss Zheng. He directly called the assistant up.
The two of them followed behind Zheng Ren and entered the room.
Zheng Ren took a look. Chief Miao was no longer there. He had probably returned to the Department of Genitourinary Surgery or the special needs ward to recuperate.
He would find time to take a look himself.
It was a pity that the lily had become a cabbage. He could not bring it for Chief Miao.
"Boss Zheng, this way." Chief Wei was very familiar with it. He brought Zheng Ren to the patient's bed.
The System panel was bright red, the color of dripping blood.
There were more than ten diagnoses. Among them, the diagnosis of pulmonary valve space-occupying lesions was the brightest.
His judgment was right!
Zheng Ren was a little gratified.
All along, he had a kind of worry and anxiety about what he would do once the System left him.
Zheng Ren only had one way to improve his skill level.
The usual diagnosis was not difficult. It was just a common disease or some rare diseases.
However, it was an extremely rare disease like pulmonary valve space-occupying lesions. It was a breakthrough for him to be able to leave the System and make a correct diagnosis.
Even if he did not have the ability to reconstruct it, the dual-energy T was a rare thing in the Imperial Capital. One of them was in Concorde.
He suspected that it was not a pulmonary embolism. If there was no diagnosis cross-reference on the System panel, the patient would still have a chance to do a check-up.
It was just that it was not as convenient as the passive ability given by the System.
The patient's condition was very bad. Under sedation, his blood oxygen saturation was only 79.
He had to perform the surgery immediately. He could not wait.
Zheng Ren took the stethoscope and came to the System space while he was doing a physical examination.
He clicked to buy surgery training time.
He was a little glad. Fortunately, the surgery for Old Master Qin was successfully completed. The System's mission reward was huge.
Only when he had enough money did he have the confidence to try the surgery that no one else could do.
However, there were less than two months of surgical training time … What was two months equivalent?
Even if others did this kind of difficult surgery every day, excluding eating and sleeping, they would have to do it for half a year.
Moreover, this kind of difficult surgery was not common.
In large hospitals that often encountered rare diseases, generally speaking, it was considered a lot to be able to do a hundred or eighty cases a year.
Two months of pure surgical training was more than a lifetime for others.
Besides, this was no ordinary rare disease. It was a pulmonary artery tumor! There were no more than 100 cases in the world.
If he couldn't do it, then no one else could.
Zheng Ren was sure of that.
However, when he saw what the System had prepared in the operating theater, he was dumbfounded.
Cardiopulmonary bypass machine, interventional surgery equipment, and surgical instruments given to him by Dr. Charles.
This was clearly to use interventional surgery under cardiopulmonary bypass to avoid embolism, and then open surgery to remove the pulmonary valve tumor.
Zheng Ren silently clicked on the Grandmaster-level skill book that he had just obtained. Without hesitation, he used it on the anesthesia skill.
This was an extremely complicated surgery, especially when there were no assistants, anesthetists, or scrub nurses.
Zheng Ren gritted his teeth, his heart bleeding.
How much surgical training time would be wasted?
However, no matter what, he had to try. After all, it was a human life, and he had no time to hesitate.
The surgical training began.
…
…
"Chief Wei, if the patient continues the thrombolysis treatment, he might not be able to hold on for a day," Zheng Ren said with slight exhaustion as he put away the stethoscope.
Department Director Wei nodded. All the doctors could see that.
"Tell Zhang Weiyu that if the family agrees, we can try the surgery," Zheng Ren said.
"…"
"It's like this. We're doing a detection technique.
Go to the hybrid operating theater. If necessary, the percutaneous pulmonary valve stent surgery can be performed by Lil Fugui. During the detection, if it's a pulmonary embolism, I'll try to be as gentle as possible to prevent the embolism from falling.
In the nearby part, we can use a filter to prevent the embolism from falling down and entering the circulatory system, causing unpredictable embolism. "
"Surgery is very risky, but if we don't do the surgery, the patient will definitely die," Zheng Ren said.
The surgery was very big, and the risks were equally huge. The risk of not being able to get out of the operating theater was something every doctor had to consider.
Chief Wei did not want to provoke such potential trouble from the bottom of his heart, but Chief Zheng said that he would give it a try.
"By the way, if the family has financial considerations, I'll contact Xinglin Garden and do a live broadcast of the surgery," Zheng Ren said. "The surgery is a world-class rare surgery. If the family has other requirements, I'll talk to Xinglin Garden and fight for better conditions."
Chief Wei sighed and said, "The patient's son is the kind of person who is very rich."
Zheng Ren nodded.
"Boss!" Su Yun rushed in and came to Zheng Ren's side under the escort of a group of nurses in the intensive care unit.
"Have you contacted them?" Zheng Ren was not surprised by how this guy arrived almost instantly. Who knew what he was doing?
"Yiren is in the operating theater. The surgical box has already been sterilized. I've contacted Old He. He's good at extracorporeal circulation. Lil Fugui is downstairs. He's probably taking the elevator up. "The black hair on Su Yun's forehead moved without any wind. He was exceptionally excited.
Zheng Ren nodded.
"Are you confident in the diagnosis?" Su Yun asked.
"I'm confident," Zheng Ren said. "I'm confident in the diagnosis and surgery."
When Zheng Ren said this, his heart was broken.
The surgical training time that he had just obtained was only left with a little bit of self-defense. In the operating theater of the System, the simulation mannequins died one by one. It was a tragic scene.
Other than Chief Miao's surgery, this seemed to be the one with the most deaths of the simulation mannequins.
However, it was still successful in the end.
Su Yun smiled and said, "I've performed many pulmonary valve replacement surgeries on mice."
"Come and give me a hand," Zheng Ren said.
Su Yun knew how difficult the surgery was. If he had no choice, he could also do it, but the success rate was so low that he could not tolerate it.
However, there was a success rate after all. For most cardiothoracic surgeons, this kind of surgery was not something they could touch.
"Have you called Zhao Yunlong?"
"The patient's family hasn't agreed yet," Zheng Ren said.
"…" Su Yun was speechless. He had rushed up excitedly and had even taken off his pants. This guy actually told him that he might not do the surgery?
What the f * ck.
Su Yun's malicious gaze fell on Zheng Ren's face through the black hair on his forehead.
"Boss, pulmonary valve tumor, such a rare disease …" Su Yun felt a little regretful.
"Do you still remember Zhang Weiyu from Guanyi Shop?"
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