Jin Yaowu sat in front of the computer in a daze. The surgery in the live broadcast room had ended, but he did not play the recording. He just sat there quietly for a few hours.
The barrage on the screen was like a hail of bullets, but Jin Yaowu turned a blind eye to it.
His eyes were filled with the various details of Boss Zheng's surgery, especially the process of controlling the needle to pass through the ventricular septum.
The young doctor from the remote Sea City who came to Imperial Capital had unknowingly grown into a big monster, a monster that could swallow him at will.
After arriving at the Mayo Clinic, Jin Yaowu performed surgeries day and night. He felt that his surgical skills had improved by leaps and bounds, much better than before he left the country.
He was full of hope and prepared to return to China in a few months to shock everyone.
Especially the arrogant and despotic Zheng Ren in Imperial Capital who constantly broadcast surgeries, afraid that no one did not know that he had developed a new TIPS technique! He had to let him know what it meant to be at the peak!
However, before he could even return to China, an incredible DSA guided left ventricular folding surgery completely defeated Jin Yaowu's hopes.
He was very skilled and naturally knew the difficulties of the surgery.
Therefore, Jin Yaowu could not understand how this young doctor, who was even younger than him, did it.
The flexible memory metal puncture needle was very soft. In the face of the strong blood flow in the left ventricle, how did he ensure that the puncture needle did not deviate at all and directly landed in the position imagined before the surgery?
Moreover, in the face of the heart that was like a shield, he was able to successfully puncture it in one go.
This success was not a coincidence because the surgeon completed it four times in a row!
Compared to the difficulties he encountered when performing gastric fundus and left gastric artery embolization surgery, Jin Yaowu became more and more confused.
Compared to the difficulties he encountered when performing gastric fundus and left gastric artery embolization surgery, Jin Yaowu became more and more confused.
Jin Yaowu looked at the screen in confusion. Although this surgery was not a simple interventional surgery and the surgery time was very short, it had a huge impact on him.
The 22 ′ 23 ″ live broadcast process, the 8 ′ 11 ″ puncture process, the stable, emotionless, machine-like operation of the surgeon all confused Jin Yaowu.
He could not understand how the young doctor solved the impact of the huge blood flow in the left ventricle on the puncture needle.
The more talented a person was..,
The more amazing a person was..,
The more accomplished a person was..,
The more paranoid they are.
The technique Zheng Ren had demonstrated during the heart-folding surgery was beyond Jin Yaowu's understanding of the rules of this world. His mind was in a daze.
Not long ago, he had been thinking about shocking the interventional field when he returned in a few months.
For a talented and hardworking young elite like him, wasn't this what he should be doing?
However, why did Doctor Zheng have to be a stumbling block on her path to success?
Another hour later, Jin Yaowu quietly stood up and turned off the computer. Like a robot, he washed up emotionlessly and lay on the bed.
But he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.
How did he do it?! This question lingered in his heart for a long time.
…
At the Mayo Clinic, Dr. Charles rarely went home. He sat in the large conference room with a smile on his face as he replayed the short 22-minute surgery for the umpteenth time.
In his opinion, the entire operation was flawless.
There was indeed a breakthrough in materials science, but it was just a toy. Dr. Charles could not think of anyone else in the world who could do this except for Dr. Zheng.
He did not perform interventional surgery, but his rich surgical experience allowed him to see the difficulty of the surgery at a glance. After the surgery, Dr. Charles asked someone to play the recording of the surgery on loop.
It was a marvelous surgery. Dr. Charles felt refreshed as he watched. He seemed to have become a lot younger.
"Professor, it's getting late. You should rest …"
"Did you understand the surgery?" Dr. Charles asked with a smile.
"Yes, but I don't think it's possible to repeat it," Dr. Charles' student said.
"It's just not now," Dr. Charles said. "It's just not now. Doctor Zheng provided the idea and a successful case, kicking Batista's surgery into the garbage heap. In the future, many doctors will study this new surgical method. In the end, they will definitely find a surgical method that can be accepted by most doctors. "
The evaluation was too high, and the doctor was a little stunned.
"Every time I watch Zheng's surgery, I think that if I hadn't been in the clinic for the Nobel Prize, would I have crossed that seemingly insurmountable threshold in the end?"
"Open the door between God and man and see the scenery behind the door. Now that I think about it, I gave up so much for a Nobel Prize. I think I made a mistake, "Dr. Charles sighed and said with some regret.
Uh … Dr. Charles' student was stunned.
The door between God and man was a metaphor that the doctor often used.
Surgery at the doctor's level could be said to be the peak of mankind.
Perhaps it was because of the temptation of the Nobel Prize, or perhaps it was because the doctor thought that the door was insurmountable.
Whatever the reason, Dr. Charles finally gave up surgery and began to study basic science.
"Those damn vampires," Dr. Charles muttered in a voice that only he could hear.
He looked at the surgery process that had been replayed countless times on the screen. He felt a little regretful and depressed.
"Professor, what did you say?"
Dr. Charles shook his head slightly and looked at the screen with some envy. "Zheng made the right choice. He opened the door."
"…"
"He was very generous. Not only did he open the door between God and man, but he also let us mortals see the scenery behind the door."
The doctor thought that the teacher was too tired. Scenery? The surgery was indeed done well. The extremely complicated surgery was modified into a simple one by Doctor Zheng's ingenious methods.
As for Batista's surgery, it was just as his teacher said. The trauma was too great, and there was no way … He was halfway through his thought when Dr. Charles interrupted his train of thought.
"Tell the board that I propose Zheng to become our tenured professor," Dr. Charles said.
"They'll reject it."
"Reject? If they reject it, I'll resign immediately. " Dr. Charles looked at the surgery process on the screen like a child looking at his favorite toy. "Perhaps living in China for a while and watching Zheng's surgery up close is a good choice."
"…"
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