When he returned to the operating table, Su Yun had already stolen his seat.
"I'm sorry, the following procedure is more difficult. I'm more used to it if I use my assistant," Zheng Ren said politely before continuing with the surgery.
My assistant? That left Professor Shen even more confused.
Even Department Chief Kong did not have a permanent assistant. Why did this junior doctor have his own assistant?
Professor Shen left the operating table and stood helplessly in the control room. From time to time, he stole glances at Department Chief Kong, afraid that he would get angry and scold him.
After a few minutes, Department Chief Kong did not look at Professor Shen. He was completely focused on Zheng Ren and Su Yun. Professor Shen was getting more and more worried.
Was this the calm before the storm?
"Come here and take a good look," Department Chief Kong suddenly said.
"…" Prof Shen was stunned. This was not Department Chief Kong's style.
He had made a big mistake today. Shouldn't he be scolded to his face? However, instead of scolding him, Department Chief Kong had asked him to take a good look at the surgery?
What was going on?
"Don't be angry," Department Chief Kong said with a rare 'pleasant' expression. "Do you know who this assistant is?"
Assistant? Was it not a handsome guy who looked like a woman? Was he the son of some big boss?
"I don't know," Professor Shen replied honestly, not daring to voice his disdain.
"Two years ago, he performed a heart transplant on a mouse and published a paper in The Lancet," Department Chief Kong said.
"Huh?!" Professor Shen was shocked when he heard the name of The Lancet.
He had to publish a thesis in SCI before he could graduate from his PhD. However, it was not easy to do a research project and publish it. Otherwise, he would have to buy an SCI thesis.
Professor Shen's heart swelled at the thought of spending at least 50,000 yuan on a high-class thesis.
And that sissy had published a thesis in The Lancet two years ago?
If the impact factor of a Lancet thesis was calculated, how many people could graduate successfully?
"What are they doing?" Department Chief Kong sat in front of the monitor in the control room, his eyes glued to the screen.
What were they doing? Professor Shen finally snapped out of his daze and looked at the image on the screen.
Thrombolysis was effective, but the effect was not very obvious. The contrast agent on the imaging system moved forward less than 1cm.
What are they doing? What else could he do at this time?
Wait, why is the microcatheter so thick? Could it be that he was seeing things? Prof Shen adjusted his glasses and involuntarily leaned forward.
"You don't understand?" Department Chief Kong's tone was obviously much harsher.
Prof Shen's heart skipped a beat. It was understandable that he couldn't do it, but if he couldn't even understand what was going on … Department Chief Kong would probably kick him out of the control room the next second.
Sweat broke out on his forehead, and Professor Shen felt a chill run down his spine. It was as if a knife was pressed against his neck.
"Is this a thick catheter?" Prof Shen finally figured it out after a few seconds.
"Why would he use a thick catheter?" Professor Shen was shocked by his own opinion and blurted out.
"See for yourself!" Department Chief Kong was very dissatisfied with Prof Shen, and his words became more and more violent.
Prof Shen's face was already covered in tears, and his heart was full of scars.
How the hell would I know what they're doing with a thick catheter in such a thin blood vessel!
However, he did not dare to say these words to Department Chief Kong. As long as he still had a trace of rationality, he did not want to be criticized to death.
On the screen, the thick catheter moved forward slowly, every step taken very carefully. Slowly, the blood vessel was full.
The intima of the blood vessel would definitely be damaged. If the blood vessel was squeezed, there would be bleeding.
Although it was not fatal, the patient would inevitably have a local hematoma. In serious cases, it would form a hematoma under the orbit through the ophthalmic artery, compressing the intracranial nerves.
What was the meaning of Department Chief Kong letting him watch such a dangerous operation?
There were countless thoughts in his mind. Prof Shen was already considered a dragon among men to be able to get Department Chief Kong's doctorate. His memory was outstanding, or else he would not have been able to kill a bloody path out of thousands of soldiers and horses.
He recalled all the books he had read and all the surgeries he had seen.
However, none of the surgeries matched the operation in front of him.
He could not understand it. Subconsciously, he moved closer to the screen, as if this would allow him to see more clearly.
The distance was closer, but his heart was even further away.
The thick catheter moved forward in the tiny arteries with difficulty. It was very careful, but it was especially determined. It did not even have the slightest thought of stopping.
Was this a death wish?
It should not be. If it was a death wish, why did Department Chief Kong not stop it?
Prof Shen immediately began to recall the entire process of the surgery. He was shocked to find that he had missed the part after the thrombolysis.
What had they done during that time? Why did they use the thick catheter?
After asking a few times, Prof Shen became anxious and subconsciously moved a few centimeters forward. He stared at the screen, at the thick catheter moving slowly in front of the ophthalmic artery.
"The hyaluronic acid macromolecule is blocked. Using a microcatheter to aspirate, but the force is not strong enough to extract it. Therefore, try using a thick catheter and hope it will work, "Department Chief Kong explained, knowing that Prof Shen did not understand.
Uh …
Aspirate? Using a thick catheter to extract the hyaluronic acid macromolecule from the ocular artery?
This idea was too outrageous. Prof Shen was stunned. He placed his hands on the operating table and stared blankly at the screen.
Although the thick catheter moved slowly, it did not travel far. After a few minutes, it finally approached the ocular artery.
Then, the thick catheter stopped moving. In the operating room, Zheng Ren held the catheter and did not move an inch. Su Yun used an open syringe to connect the thick catheter and began aspirating.
The resistance was strong, and Su Yun's hand moved the syringe with difficulty.
Everyone's hearts were in their mouths.
Three hours had passed. This attempt was almost the last time Lin Jiaojiao's right eye could see again.
It had to work! Department Chief Kong's hands were clenched into fists, his palms sweating.
Prof Shen was also very nervous. After Department Chief Kong's explanation, he 'connected' the surgery process. Truth be told, he did not approve of Zheng Ren's current operation.
However, after thinking about it, it seemed that Zheng Ren's operation was the only feasible solution.
It had to work! Prof Shen began to panic. He placed his hands on the table and moved his eyes forward.
"Crawl into the screen." Department Chief Kong's cold voice came from behind Prof Shen.
Only then did Prof Shen realize that his face was almost stuck to the screen.
Was he f * cking licking the screen?
He really was licking the screen …
At the same time, the sound of a phone camera rang out. The young nurse next to him did not understand the surgery but found Prof Shen's posture interesting, so she took a picture.
"Hey, Brother Shen, you look so handsome when you're licking the screen!"
Prof Shen shivered from Department Chief Kong's scolding. He did not hear the nurse's teasing and immediately stood up straight.
The moment his vision left the screen, there seemed to be a slight change in the ocular artery. It moved!
Department Chief Kong could not tell. He looked up and saw that Su Yun had put down the 50ml syringe and was connecting the pressure injector to the thick catheter.
Was it done?
Maybe.
It depended on the results of the angiography.
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