"I don't think so," Zheng Ren said. "What the Nobel Prize project needs now is the number of surgeries. As long as it reaches a certain level, the information will be submitted and the evaluation work will be carried out."
"I didn't ask you to do it yourself, did I?"
Zheng Ren nodded.
Professor Yang was relieved. He said with a smile, "How long after the interventional surgery can we perform surgery?"
"The patient has an indication. Let me tell you first." Zheng Ren's expression was a little serious. "Brother Yang, you know that I used to be a general surgeon. Later, I became an interventional surgeon."
Professor Yang nodded.
"After the interventional embolization, if the tumor is more than 5cm and the radiofrequency ablation cannot solve it in one go, the patient can perform surgery if he agrees. If the tumor is less than 5cm, I don't think there is a need for surgery. "
Professor Yang's expression was a little ugly.
This was the battle of the medical world.
It was also treating liver cancer. The surgeons would definitely think that surgery was the best method. The doctors of the interventional surgery department would definitely think that interventional surgery was the best method.
As for which method was better, it involved the level of the doctor, the patient's condition, and some other factors.
The most important thing was which chair he sat on.
There was no such thing as a completely objective and fair person.
The most typical example was the competition between coronary artery bypass surgery and coronary artery stent surgery.
In just a short span of ten years, surgeries had been utterly defeated.
There was only a little bit of territory left. Even the profession of extracorporeal circulation was affected and was about to disappear.
The competition between liver cancer interventional embolization + radiofrequency ablation and liver cancer surgical resection had just started.
Zheng Ren clearly expressed his attitude. From a technical point of view, there was no problem at all.
However, Professor Yang felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly.
If he agreed, would he be helping others? In the future, the volume of hepatobiliary business, the volume of surgeries …
Forget it, he could not think so much.
Professor Yang instantly understood what was at stake.
Whether or not the hepatobiliary surgery could win this battle had something to do with him, but he could not play a big role.
This was a battle between the national and even the international medical community.
Back then, there were many powerful people with big hearts. What happened in the end? They were defeated by a group of interventional surgeons!
They were defeated and could only silently change their careers. Otherwise, they could only snatch the jobs of the flat-chested.
If hepatobiliary surgery could not win against interventional surgery, it would be the general trend. He was still working hard to become an associate department director of the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery, and it was more realistic for him to become a department director in a few years.
"Sure." Professor Yang understood and directly replied, "Then it's settled. I'll choose patients with liver cancer of 5 to 10 cm to be admitted to the hospital."
The diameter of the liver cancer made sense.
After the interventional embolization, the patient's tumor first expanded due to ischemia and necrosis, and then shrank. As long as the surgery was performed in time, the diameter would definitely not be less than five centimeters.
"When can we start? I'll inform Xinglin Garden in advance, "Zheng Ren said.
"I happen to have a liver cancer patient with a diameter of 8 cm. Tomorrow?" Professor Yang asked carefully.
Zheng Ren smiled.
Just right?
There was nothing in this world that was perfect.
Although it was unexpected, it was reasonable.
However, this was because Professor Yang's preparation was solid. If he agreed, he would do it immediately. If he did not agree, then he would perform surgical resection without delay.
"That's settled then," Zheng Ren said. "Brother Yang, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving."
"Alright, I'll contact your doctor. That Professor Liu, could he do it? Or with Professor Rudolf Wagner? "Professor Yang asked.
"Contact Old Liu. It's more convenient," Zheng Ren said.
"Okay." Professor Yang happily agreed.
..
"Boss, you're quite tough," Su Yun said with a smile as he walked out of the General Surgery Department.
"It has to be like this. I can't always listen to Brother Yang," Zheng Ren said lightly.
"Why don't we leave some kind of mark so that we won't fight in the future?" Su Yun said with a smile.
"Simon Bramhall, do you know this person?"
"Simon? Idiot. How could I not remember?"
"The director of Queen Elizabeth Hospital, a big shot in liver transplants. Tell me, why is this person willing to engrave words on the transplanted liver?" Su Yun was a little emotional.
This was a matter of the medical world having water in their brains.
This Doctor Simon was famous.
It was not because he was good at liver transplants … Of course, his level was also top-notch in the world. However, Simon was famous because he had engraved SB — the abbreviation of his name on the transplanted liver.
He personally admitted that it was only in two liver transplants that he had engraved his name on the transplanted liver.
However, it was this kind of behavior that caused him to face prosecution.
In the eyes of a senior hepatobiliary surgeon like Simon, the damage to the liver from such a shallow burn mark on the surface of the liver was almost zero.
Therefore, this kind of action not only met his needs as a souvenir but also did not harm the patient. Although it was out of line, it was very exciting and perfect.
Su Yun joked about this matter, but Zheng Ren did not care.
He would never do such a thing. It was just a joke.
Just like Simon Bramhall.
Professor Bramhall's subtitles were the same. This was an idiotic thing done by an idiot.
"There's no need to engrave words," Zheng Ren said. "Although I haven't reached the top in hepatobiliary surgery, I'm almost there."
Hearing Zheng Ren's confidence, Su Yun was annoyed.
Did he not know what he was doing?
"Most importantly, minimally invasive surgery is the trend in the future. Interventional surgery for liver cancer may replace surgery for liver cancer one day in the future, "Zheng Ren said." Just like how heart bypass surgery is becoming less and less nowadays. "
Su Yun sighed.
"I really don't know why you chose cardiothoracic surgery in the past." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "See, because you chose the heart, the whole heart directly collapsed."
"Hey, what does it have to do with me?"
"You can't do heart transplants for the rest of your life, can you?" Zheng Ren said. "Why are you doing interventional surgery with me?"
"Eat the thread."
"The mechanical arm will be on very soon. It will be operated from the outside without eating the thread at all. Look at your thoracic department. You were the first to use the da Vinci mechanical arm. There's no need for this at all. "Zheng Ren smiled, tempting Su Yun like a devil.
Su Yun was tempted.
He also knew that minimally invasive surgery was the trend in the future. Zhao Yunlong had already begun to think about using laparoscopy to perform aortic arch replacement surgery.
However, no matter how small the incision in laparoscopy was, it could not avoid the fact that the internal damage was actually as big as an open surgery.
Interventional surgery, especially interventional surgery with the addition of 3D technology, was a surgical mode that would destroy surgeons' jobs.
'I walk my own path, leaving you nowhere to go!'
Thinking about it, it was quite cool.
Su Yun blew out a breath and said, "When I go back, I'll contact Uncle Ning and ask if he can give us a mechanical arm first."
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