A few hours ago.
After the meeting, Mu Tao followed Wu Haishi and Old Wu out of the research institute.
"Are you confident?" Old Wu asked suddenly the moment they stepped out of the door.
"Yes," Mu Tao answered immediately.
A few months ago, he would not have had the confidence to defeat Jin Yaowu. Their skills and standards were similar, so it was hard to say who would win. Now, however, he was absolutely confident that he could beat him.
This was because Old Wu had analyzed that the host surgeon had performed the 3D reconstruction of the 64-slice CT scan on his own after the live broadcast.
Therefore, Mu Tao had recently been focusing on 3D reconstruction and had made great progress.
In terms of surgery alone, his standard was already very high. If he wanted to improve further, he would not be able to do it in a short time.
However, with this' magic weapon ', Mu Tao was confident that he could come out on top.
"Old Wu, thank you for your hard work." As soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw Hua Yingying standing by the stairs and holding Old Wu's arm. Mu Tao suddenly had the illusion that this Hua Yingying was his teacher's last disciple.
"It's so cold outside. You're the one who's tired, waiting outside." Old Wu waved his hand and rejected Hua Yingying's kindness, but his words expressed his goodwill.
Hua Yingying had a respectful and cautious smile on her face. She asked about Old Wu's well-being and walked to the front of the car before him. She opened the door and placed her right hand on top of the door.
"Mu Tao, contact the surgeon to perform a preoperative 64-slice CT scan on the patient," Old Wu instructed.
Mu Tao nodded. After watching the Mercedes leave, he took out his phone and contacted his teacher.
He had to have some privacy after work.
However, it was the weekend, so he had plenty of time.
After contacting the surgeon, Mu Tao strolled to the interventional surgery department. His mind was filled with the interventional surgeries in Xinglin Garden.
Clean and beautiful!
Mu Tao believed that one day, he would be able to reach the level of the surgeon in the live broadcast room, and that day was not far away.
At the interventional surgery department, Mu Tao presented his identification. The doctor on duty had been informed and welcomed him warmly.
"These patients are really lucky." The young doctor brought Mu Tao to the doctor's office and turned on the computer. "When it comes to people, it's all about fate."
Mu Tao knew what he meant. Almost all the best backbones in the country were gathered here for Monday's slow-motion surgery.
Mu Tao believed that his standard was slightly higher than the professor who led the group here, so when the young doctor said that the patient's luck was very good, he did not think that it was an indirect compliment, but … the truth.
"How many patients?" Mu Tao asked.
"Twenty-two."
"What if I can't finish it?"
"The professor leading the group will operate on them later. Originally, the surgery volume was supposed to be two to three days, but when the patients heard that the top professor in the country was coming to perform the surgery and part of the fee was waived, they all shouted that they wanted to have the surgery. So, all of them are scheduled to Monday," the young doctor said.
Mu Tao began to look at the medical records. If he wanted to perform a demonstration surgery, he naturally could not choose one that was too light. That way, he would not be able to see the skill level at all.
Of course, he couldn't choose something that was too serious. A smart person like Mu Tao wouldn't embarrass himself.
A medical record with a suitable difficulty level …
The hospital was well prepared. All of them were double enhanced. Mu Tao looked at the scans of twenty-two patients and picked out three patients. He said, "I'll reserve these three patients."
"Ah? You want to do three? "The young doctor was surprised.
"Yes, I'll do it in the morning." Mu Tao noted down the patient's medical record number and looked at the patient personally. After asking about their medical history, he rushed to the CT room.
Old Wu had already contacted the people in the CT room, and a deputy chief was personally waiting for Mu Tao. When he found out that Mu Tao was going to personally redo the 64-slice CT scan with 3D-image reconstruction, he sighed and said, "Nowadays, the level of technology is developing really fast. Even surgeons are starting to perform reconstruction. In a few years, the people in our auxiliary department will have no jobs to eat."
Mu Tao and the deputy chief of the CT room knew that it was just a joke.
Private customization was only suitable for special patients under special circumstances.
Of course, it also depended on the surgeon's will.
The machine was the same as the one in Shenzhen Development Zone People's Hospital. Mu Tao was very satisfied. He didn't need to get used to the machine, which would save him a lot of time.
Looking at Mu Tao's skilled operation, the deputy chief of the CT room smiled bitterly.
If he had been joking earlier, he suddenly felt that the joke was not very funny.
If all the clinicians were doing this … God, it would be too scary.
Although he knew that only Mu Tao, a national top interventional surgeon, would do this, he still felt a lingering fear when he saw Mu Tao's skilled and meticulous operation.
"Chief, I think it will take a long time. I'll have to trouble you to wait a little longer," Mu Tao said politely as he operated.
"It's fine. Old Wu called personally. It'll only take a few hours."
Time passed slowly. In the evening, the 64-slice CT room was silent.
The deputy chief played with his phone, refreshing the news countless times. He felt a little disgusted.
A few hours passed in the blink of an eye. While he was bored, Deputy Chief Zhang heard a voice coming from the corridor.
"It's so late. Who could be here? Strange. "
From the voice, it should be one of the doctoral students.
"What's wrong?" Why was this guy still here so late at night? Deputy Chief Zhang was stunned.
"I have a friend who wants to see our machine, so I brought him here." The doctoral student was stunned. The smile on his face was a little stiff, as if he had been caught red-handed.
Many other hospitals across the country had come to visit. Deputy Chief Zhang did not mind and continued playing with his phone.
When they arrived at another console room, the doctoral student who brought Zheng Ren in let out a long breath.
"Boss Zheng, this is our machine, Siemens 320-slice," the doctoral student said proudly. "Are you used to it?"
Although it was just a question, he guessed that Zheng Ren would not use it.
It was said that there were only a few such CT machines in the country. Only the Toshiba 640-slice was slightly better. It could be said that this was the world's top CT machine.
When the 3D reconstruction was first done, the most advanced machine could only scan up to 64-slice, so everyone was used to calling it the 64-slice 3D reconstruction.
As technology improved, the auxiliary machines had been upgraded many times. In fact, the 640 and 320 were not much better than each other. It was just a name.
Zheng Ren smiled. "More or less, it's here."
As he spoke, he turned on the machine.
The machine hummed softly. The doctoral student quickly helped with the operation, afraid that Zheng Ren would break the machine and make it difficult for him to explain himself the next day.
Zheng Ren did not force himself and waited for him to finish with a smile. He followed the format and entered the patient's medical record number, starting with the 64-slice CT reconstruction.
At first, the doctoral student stared at it closely. However, as time passed, he became more and more surprised.
Was this a clinician? How could he know 64-slice CT reconstruction? Moreover … He was purely manual. It seemed … It seemed like the reconstruction was in reverse?!
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