The Wang Family's First Master smiled. It must be Master Yan enjoying the happiness of a family. Four generations living together, playing with his grandson or great-grandson.
"I can see it. Not very clearly, but I can definitely see it." Master Yan's tone was different from Grandpa Wang's.
"What if I go further?"
"I can't see it clearly."
The conversation between Master Yan and the young man came from the other side of the phone. Grandpa Wang didn't interrupt them. He vaguely remembered a legend from not long ago.
Song Shi was pregnant with the devil fetus and had always kept it a secret.
But when Boss Zheng went to Xiangjiang to treat Grandpa Qin, he "conveniently" helped Song Shi pass the heavenly tribulation.
Because the child was delivered successfully, Song Shi survived a hundred deaths. Master Yan coveted the heavenly secret and leaked it to Song Shi. In the end, he suffered a backlash and lost his sight.
It was unknown which of the parties involved had leaked this information.
After all, it was already in the past. There was no need to hide it anymore.
Grandpa Wang knew that these things might have been told by Song Shi.
After all, so many doctors saw Song Shi suddenly go into severe shock. If there was no happy explanation, who knew what would happen.
As for the meaning behind it, Grandpa Wang didn't want to delve into it.
After that, it was said that Master Yan also went to see Boss Zheng. His guess was that Master Yan, who coveted the heavenly secret and was punished by God, could see again!
Thinking of this, Grandpa Wang's hands were a bit numb, as if a bolt of lightning had struck his head.
Heavenly Tribulation and God's punishment could be passed? Boss Zheng was so powerful?!
"Brother, what's wrong?" Second Master Wang asked in a low voice when Grandpa Wang didn't speak.
"Master Yan's God's punishment is cured."
"…"
His voice wasn't loud, but there were only a dozen people in the room. After all, not many people were qualified to see Grandpa Wang's surgery.
Everyone was speechless.
Master Yan's God's punishment … God's punishment could be cured?
This was the means of a god!
Wang Nan was dumbfounded. Thinking of Boss Zheng holding Song En's head with a smile and hitting the bulletproof glass, thoughts surged in his mind.
Soon, Master Yan's voice on the other side of the phone became dignified again.
"Why are you looking for me? Why aren't you talking?"
The Wang Family's First Master was shocked and immediately smiled, "Master Yan, your body has recovered greatly. Congratulations."
"It's not that great. I've delayed it for a long time. Even with Boss Zheng's means, he can only cure one eye," Master Yan said.
Sure enough, his guess was right!
"Has your father recovered?" Master Yan asked.
"He's in the middle of surgery. Dr. Keenta from Massachusetts General Hospital, who operated on my father three years ago, is also here," the Wang family's eldest son said politely.
"Don't believe Massachusetts General Hospital. They won't look at it," Master Yan said. "Boss Zheng found the cause? Is it different from what the others said? "
"Master Yan, you're so powerful!" Old Master Wang said, "Just as you said, Boss Zheng found the problem. My father's life will definitely be extended by ten years! "
"If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up." Master Yan did not listen to these praises at all. He paused for a moment and said, "Xiao Hua, tell Boss Zheng's assistant that my eyes have recovered."
"Not yet. Look over here. Can you see it? "
"You child, why are you so impatient! You have to bring a thank you gift for such a big thing … "Master Yan complained.
As he spoke, Master Yan hung up the phone.
The Wang family's eldest son was silent, his mind full of thoughts.
"Brother, what did Master Yan say?" the Second Master asked.
"Do you think the thank you gift we prepared for Boss Zheng is too little?" the Wang family's eldest son asked in a low voice.
His father's life could be extended by ten years. What about him?
He was already in his seventies. His body was getting worse day by day, and the soil was already up to his neck.
This was a good karma. It was necessary to leave a good impression on Boss Zheng.
If one day something happened to him, he could ask Boss Zheng to help him extend his life by ten years … Even if not ten years, five years would be good.
…
In the operating room, Zheng Ren and Su Yun performed the surgery in an orderly manner.
Dr. Keenta stood behind Zheng Ren, completely dumbfounded.
The second surgery was to take out the high-value material for the original hip replacement. The surgery was extremely difficult.
In Dr. Keenta's estimation, at least 1000ml of blood was needed to do it.
However, the two ultrasonic knives played tricks in the hands of the surgeon and his assistant, performing the surgery all the way. The old hip joint was removed, and the bleeding definitely did not exceed 100ml.
About 1cm of the femoral moment was retained, and the neck shaft angle was maintained at 135 °. The femoral head from three years ago was removed with a pendulum saw.
There was an obvious scratch on the femoral head. It was not very obvious in the operating area, but now that it was taken out, it was shocking.
Dr. Keenta knew that this was the reason why the cobalt element exceeded the normal range by 1000 times.
The patient's blindness and deafness were also caused by one of his own operational errors.
He would not be sued … If he was instigated by that old man Hopkins to sue the American Medical Association, he would be finished.
"Boss, are there many cases like this?" Su Yun looked at the scratches on it and was a little shocked.
"Not many, at least not in the country," Zheng Ren said. "Ceramic hip joints, especially yellow porcelain, are very expensive. Very few people can afford them."
"The income level is still different."
"You can't compare the income level of ordinary people in the country with these rich people. That's sophistry." Zheng Ren smiled. "Prepare the hip joint."
Then, Zheng Ren removed the joint capsule and synovial tissue along the acetabular margin. He used the acetabular file to maintain about 45 ° and tilted it forward at a 15 ° angle.
From small to large, he gradually deepened the acetabular cavity until blood seeped evenly.
"Boss, orthopedics is really carpentry," Su Yun said.
"Fortunately, there are many capable people in the orthopedics department," Zheng Ren said as he enlarged the acetabular cavity. "Spinal nerve surgery belongs to neurosurgery in the medical field worldwide, but in the country, it has become an orthopedic surgery. But in China, it became an orthopedic surgery. If one was not ambitious, they would not be able to do it. Even in the United States, neurosurgery accounts for 66% and orthopedics 34%. "
Speaking of this, Su Yun was a little depressed.
His heart was a pain that he could never get over.
Perhaps ten or twenty years ago, when cardiothoracic surgery began to perform interventional surgery, the circulatory department had nothing to do.
But …
Once the opportunity was missed, it was gone forever.
Now, a brand new opportunity was in front of him. 5G was definitely the same as when the Internet first appeared. It was an epoch-making change!
As Zheng Ren spoke, he tested the 60mm diameter acetabular model. After feeling that it was suitable, he cleaned and dried the bone fragments.
He placed an artificial acetabular cup and used an orientator to maintain a 45 ° angle outward and a 15 ° angle forward.
He reached out and a hammer fell on his hand.
Dong, dong, dong. The carpentry continued.
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