Zhao Yunlong sent the patient back to the ward. He did not ask his subordinates or in-service training doctors to send him back. He did everything himself.
He treasured this opportunity very much.
From the beginning to the constant provocation, wanting to release the anger of having a hospital bed forcibly snatched away, until now, Zhao Yunlong did not know what he had experienced.
However, Boss Zheng did not reject the matter of him "bringing funds into the group". He even personally came up to knock on the door of his surgeries for a few days.
Zhao Yunlong was grateful to this.
Although it had not been a long time and the number of operating tables he had knocked on was not many, Zhao Yunlong could feel that his surgical level was improving by leaps and bounds every day.
The transparent glass wall that had limited his progress in the past had been shattered by Boss Zheng's hemostatic forceps.
As for where the next shackles were, Zhao Yunlong couldn't see for the time being.
He was immersed in the joy of breaking through, unable to extricate himself, but Zhao Yunlong's tail did not rise. The higher his level, the more he understood the gap between him and Boss Zheng.
From the very beginning, he thought that the gap was not big, but later on, the gap was huge. Until now, Zhao Yunlong did not think that he would learn how to go back on his words.
Boss Zheng was not even thirty years old. It was better not to cause trouble for himself.
When he retired, Boss Zheng's level had just reached its peak. At that time, if he wanted to punish him, he would not even need to move his hand. His disciples and grandchildren would crush his academic status.
Zhao Yunlong knew what to do.
If he wanted to be a good resident doctor, it was fundamental to learn his skills well. Zhao Yunlong gave himself a clear position. Although he was a professor leading the group, Zhao Yunlong still thought so in his heart.
After sending the patient back, Zhao Yunlong began to arrange the medical records of the postoperative patients.
Boss Zheng's medical team's beds were managed by Chang Yue, so he could not manage them. However, he still had to take good care of his bed. In case Boss Zheng turned hostile in a few months and took away all his beds …
Although the probability of this happening was so small that there was no need to consider it, Zhao Yunlong was still very careful.
"You're saying that I'll be in charge of the thoracotomy, and you'll use interventional surgery to place an anchor point in the superior vena cava and then lock the myocardium?"
"That's about it." Zheng Ren's voice came through.
Zhao Yunlong was stunned for a moment. What kind of surgery required a thoracotomy and interventional surgery?
"It's a big problem, but you can still give it a try. I need to think more. No! Can you determine the strength of the anchor point? If the strength is too great, the heart muscle will die, and the postoperative inflammation will not pass, "Su Yun immediately raised his doubts.
"Yes, I have a general idea. You can leave this to me," Zheng Ren said.
"That's not right either." Su Yun said. "Are you sure your heart won't stop beating?"
"I'm sure." Zheng Ren said, "If the heart stops, the effect may not be much better. It will also increase the burden on the patient's heart."
"It sounds beautiful, but there are a lot of problems. What is the material used for the thread? What if it's a blood clot? "Su Yun said and fell silent.
At this moment, his mind was filled with countless questions.
Zhao Yunlong watched the two of them walk in in surprise. What were they talking about just now? Interventional cardiothoracic surgery also required a combined surgery.
This was simply unimaginable.
"Boss Zheng, Brother Yun, what are you two talking about?" Zhao Yunlong suppressed the surprise in his heart and asked with a smile.
The three words' Brother Yun 'came out of his mouth. Zhao Yunlong had already knelt down completely.
"Do you know about Batista's surgery?" Su Yun still looked down on Zhao Yunlong and directly retorted.
Zhao Yunlong was helpless. His identity and status at this time seemed to be inferior to even Su Yun. He was a senior doctor in the medical team, so it was normal for him to say a few words.
'Don't be angry, don't be angry,' Zhao Yunlong comforted himself in his heart.
"Boss, what the hell. You want to use interventional surgery to perform Batista's surgery?" Professor Rudolf Wagner asked in surprise after hearing Su Yun's words.
"Yes, there's a patient who will come over later. Su Yun, it's about time. You can ask. "
"Don't be in a hurry. How are you going to tell him when he comes? Is it a surgical method or an interventional method? "
"Of course it's a combined surgery," Zheng Ren said with certainty. "The trauma is small, the difficulty of the surgery … If we study it carefully, it can still be controlled."
After performing hundreds of surgeries in the System space, Zheng Ren could finally control the completion rate of the surgery at around 80%.
He also urgently needed someone to raise objections so that the surgery could be more complete and completed.
Zheng Ren knew that he had already walked into a blind spot. It was very difficult for him to find a way to perfect all kinds of details.
Just like the TIPS surgery, it was only perfected with the addition of Professor Rudolf Wagner.
"Oh my God!" Professor Rudolf Wagner stood up in surprise. He did not bother to sort out the information related to the TIPS surgery. He looked at Zheng Ren in shock. "Boss, are you really going to make all the cardiothoracic surgeons lose their jobs? Praise you!"
"Lil Fugui, say it again if you have the ability," Su Yun said as he looked at the professor with a gloomy face.
"Brother Yun, this is the essence of what the boss and you are doing." The professor saw that Su Yun seemed to be a little angry, so he explained embarrassedly.
Zhao Yunlong turned into a stone sculpture.
Zhao Yunlong did not know what Batista's surgery was. Looking at the entire country, it was already not bad if one in ten thousand doctors knew about this kind of unorthodox surgical method.
However, what Professor Rudolf Wagner said completely shocked Zhao Yunlong.
Make all the cardiothoracic surgeons lose their jobs … Although this sentence was extremely exaggerated, Zhao Yunlong realized that this was already an ongoing reality.
The most common surgical method for the cardiothoracic surgeries — coronary artery bypass surgery — had basically been abolished. There were still valve surgeries and so on that could be done now, so they would not completely disappear.
There were even some emergency surgeries, such as the pulmonary embolism surgeries that Boss Zheng had performed, which all required cardiothoracic surgeries.
However, it was still fine for large tertiary Grade A hospitals like the 912, but the cardiothoracic surgeries of prefecture-level hospitals had completely disappeared.
It was good for the general chest to be able to remove lung cancer and small pulmonary nodules.
Of course, this also had something to do with the large number of high-speed trains and flights.
Surgeries involving the cardiothoracic surgery were all major surgeries. Since it was so convenient to go to the Imperial Capital, or if it was very convenient for the Imperial Capital professors to come over, who would still look for doctors from local hospitals to treat them?
With the expansion of the Matthew effect, there were fewer and fewer cardiothoracic surgeries in prefecture-level hospitals. They had all changed jobs or changed professions. The smallest hospitals that could retain the cardiothoracic surgeries were also provincial hospitals.
Moreover, the field of cardiothoracic surgery was constantly being eroded by other disciplines.
For example, intervention …
Completely dying out. This was a little too much, but what was Boss Zheng doing?! Zhao Yunlong looked at the professor in surprise and then at Boss Zheng. He was full of doubts.
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