This was not meant for humans at all!
Most doctors would not earn enough money in their entire lives to buy this box of equipment. Not to mention a box of equipment, just the rows of hemostatic forceps would not be able to afford it.
Chief Ma Liang swallowed his saliva and walked away from the sterile table in embarrassment. It was quiet, for fear of disturbing the 200-square-meter well-decorated house in the Third Ring Road.
He came to the side of Chief Jin's head and began to watch the surgery.
Under direct observation with the naked eye, the surgeon and assistant seemed to be motionless. Both of them were like sculptures.
Only their hands were making subtle movements. Ma Liang could not see what they were doing at all.
It was very rare to use microsurgery to break down and dissociate the adhesion of tumor tissue.
However, Ma Liang had seen it before. He had seen it in the live broadcast room of the surgery.
The live broadcast room of Xinglin Garden's surgery saw the surgeon's field of view. It was far clearer than standing at the best position beside the operating table.
As he looked at the two pairs of almost 'motionless' hands, he outlined the movements of their hands.
However, Ma Liang only thought about it. The stability of his eyes and palms could no longer support him to perform such a detailed surgery.
Director Li also watched the surgery. He stood behind Su Yun and watched. However, after watching for less than a minute, he became a little confused.
He could not even see a single movement. What was there to see?
Looking around, even Professor Zhan from the Imperial Capital pulled the retractor with a blank expression.
Professor Zhan was very careful. He was afraid that it would affect the surgery. He did not dare to move his hand that was pulling the retractor.
The tension of the internal organs was very great. It was still relatively difficult to maintain stability. However, Professor Zhan tried his best to maintain an action. He was extremely cautious.
Of the surrounding people, only Chief Ma Liang watched with great interest, as if he could understand it! Director Li noticed this.
"Chief Ma," Director Li said in a deep voice.
Ma Liang was immersed in the level of surgery that he could never reach. He wandered around to his heart's content and did not hear Director Li's call.
Seeing that Ma Liang did not speak, he was immediately unhappy.
"Chief Ma!" Director Li called again, already a little impatient.
Ma Liang still did not respond. The anesthesiologist standing beside him quickly kicked Chief Ma under the operating table.
"Why did you kick me?" Ma Liang was' woken up 'by the kick. His eyes were still looking at the surgery as he complained.
"The director is calling you!" The anesthesiologist reminded him in a low voice.
Uh … Ma Liang shuddered. He glanced at President Li and immediately walked over.
Director Li had already left the operating table and was sitting on a small round stool in the corner.
"Dean, what's wrong?" Ma Liang asked.
"How far has the surgery progressed?" Director Li asked.
"Uh, Dean, I don't understand."
President Li was stunned. 'If you don't understand, then what the f * ck are you reveling in!'
He glanced at Chief Ma in dissatisfaction.
"I've seen Boss Zheng perform microsurgery in the surgery live broadcast room. His skill level is amazing!" As Ma Liang spoke, he could not help but stray from the topic again.
Dean Li frowned.
Ma Liang realized that he was wrong. He quickly smiled and said, "The surgery is too high-end and detailed. I really don't know how far you've gone. In general … maybe … maybe … it's almost done. "
"Yes." Dean Li was also very helpless.
"But I think Old Jin will be able to survive," Ma Liang said.
"Oh?"
"Boss Zheng's surgeries have never failed." Ma Liang was like a little fangirl, looking for every opportunity to exaggerate Boss Zheng's surgeries.
"How is that possible!" Director Li said disdainfully. This violated his understanding of the entire world. Surgeries had never failed? That was not scientific!
"Director, you don't know." Speaking of Boss Zheng, Ma Liang was full of energy. It was as if he was sitting at the wine table and gossiping. He completely ignored Director Li's increasingly ugly expression.
"It is said that Boss Zheng's most recent emergency treatment was at the King's Hospital in the United Kingdom. It is the hospital that does the most awesome liver transplants in the world. The second stage of the aortic arch replacement surgery was a mess. Boss Zheng used microsurgery to do it.
"Also, the most recent live broadcast of the emergency surgery should be at the 912. In the ward, there was an emergency thoracotomy, an extracorporeal membrane lung, and an emergency bypass surgery for Moyamoya disease in the neurosurgery department. If I were ten years younger, I would definitely go to Boss Zheng and beg to be his student.
"Also, a junior doctor from a border town suddenly had a heart attack. Boss Zheng remotely commanded him. He performed the surgery on himself and dissolved the thrombus himself. Boss Zheng flew over overnight and performed a heart stent surgery for him. "
Director Li did not study the business. He did not watch the live broadcast of the surgery, and very few people mentioned it to him.
Now that he heard Chief Ma Liang mention this, he was shocked.
Whether the surgery was done well or not was one thing. No matter how much this group of surgical dogs boasted, it was just that.
But the last thing …
"Dissolved the thrombus himself? What happened? "Director Li also forgot the displeasure in his heart and began to gossip.
Ma Liang was immediately beaming with joy. He began to talk about the live broadcast of the emergency department that lasted for more than ten hours that day.
On the operating table, Professor Zhan was sweating.
Pulling the retractor was also a strenuous job.
The organs in the abdominal cavity were relatively better. The most difficult part was the orthopedic surgery to support the thigh. If it was not a strong young man, he would not be able to carry it at all.
However, even if it was the abdominal organs, Professor Zhan had reached his limit.
He really could not pull the retractor!
For twenty minutes, he did not move at all. Anyone would be trembling.
However, the surgeon and his assistant were carrying a microscope and were doing the most detailed operation.
Professor Zhan knew the severity of the situation. He was afraid that if he moved on his side, it would affect the surgeon's operation.
If he was not careful, the inferior vena cava would be torn again.
"Boss … Zheng." Professor Zhan felt that he had reached his limit and could only speak in a low voice.
"Huh?" Zheng Ren lowered his head. He was still dissociating the epicardium of the inferior vena cava. He only snorted through his nose.
"My side … Can I change my hand shape?" Professor Zhan said.
"If you're capable, you can't even pull the retractor. It's only because my boss has a good temper. If it were someone with a bad temper, they would directly hit your face with hemostatic forceps. "Su Yun did not raise his head, but his sarcastic tone did not change.
Professor Zhan complained in his heart.
"Let's get someone else to pull the retractor. Thank you for your hard work, Professor Zhan," Zheng Ren said.
"Boss Zheng, there's no need to change people. There's no need to change people." Professor Zhan was not willing to give up such a good position to watch the surgery.
Although he could not see anything, he could vaguely guess Boss Zheng's intentions. For a surgery of this level, the closer he was, the more he felt a sense of participation.
"Oh, the surgery will take about four hours. Can you hold on?" Zheng Ren did not care. As he performed the surgery, he said lightly.
Professor Zhan was dumbfounded. Forget four hours, he could not even hold on for four minutes.
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