"Boss Zheng, what do you want me to do?" Lao He saw that Su Yun had already arrived and was familiarizing himself with the 3D-printed model of the child, so he went to Boss Zheng's side and asked in a low voice.
"Lao He, watch first and familiarize yourself with the anesthesiologist here," Zheng Ren said. "You don't have to do anything when you cut the liver, but when you cut the heart, you need to adjust the parameters of the ventilator and lower the heart rate for a period of time. 120-130 beats per minute. This heart rate is too fast."
"Oh, okay." Lao He was a little confused. He actually did not understand what Boss Zheng needed.
"Su Yun, can you do it?" Zheng Ren asked.
"You're the one who can't do it. This is a heart surgery. It's a heart surgery!" Su Yun was in high spirits. He looked like a lamb that had eaten coffee beans. The black hair on his forehead moved without any wind.
Su Yun, who was not wearing a sterile hat, stood in front of the operating table. Zheng Ren had never seen him in such a situation before, so he felt a little unfamiliar.
"Are you done familiarizing yourself with it?" Zheng Ren asked.
"It doesn't look too serious," Su Yun said. "There's still a difference from really going to the operating table. Don't form a bad habit with this sterile area or something. When the time comes, you won't be able to change it. "
"You don't even wear a hat. How can you be serious?" Zheng Ren said. "There's still a necessary sense of ceremony."
As soon as he said that, Hao Yunlai's voice rang out. A solemn sense of ceremony rose in Su Yun's heart. He felt like Pavlov's dog. He had already developed a conditioned reflex for this song.
Su Yun lowered his head and was silent. He clenched his fists and said, "I'll go scrub my hands."
This sense of ceremony was a little too heavy. There was no place to scrub his hands in the demonstration room.
Soon, the simulated surgery began.
Zheng Ren experienced a different feeling from the System space.
An assistant, a lively assistant, an assistant who could talk and argue.
The main reason was that with Little Yiren around, he did not need to look for the surgical equipment himself. He felt that it was much better than performing the surgery alone in the System's operating theater.
"Chief Han, Old Zhao, you guys don't have to go first," Zheng Ren said. "Su Yun and I will deal with the liver first. After the liver is cut, you guys can come up and do the heart together. "
It was normal to do whatever they wanted first. It did not matter. In fact, Chief Han hoped that Boss Zheng would do the heart directly. She wanted to see if Boss Zheng could solve the heart problem.
However, as soon as she started, she could see Boss Zheng's level.
Before the operating table started, Xie Yiren stood in the scrub nurse's position. The moment she opened the operating box, Chief Han was dumbfounded.
The box was opened, and all kinds of instruments were inside. The number of hemostatic forceps alone was enough to make her dizzy.
All kinds of equipment reflected the light of the shadowless lamp. Chief Han remembered a teaching in the medical field of the Imperial Capital. It was said that the director of the Vascular Department of the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University went to the 912 to attend the annual meeting and happened to encounter an emergency treatment. He went to the viewing platform and accidentally touched Boss Zheng's assistant. He was hit by the hemostatic forceps.
Using this high-end hemostatic forceps to hit people was really extravagant. He wondered what it would feel like to touch it while counting with his hands.
Dean Han began to look forward to it.
The surgical box that Dr. Charles had given to Zheng Ren seemed to carry with it some sort of ceremonial aura. The crisp sound of it opening instantly silenced the entire demonstration room.
The surgeon, the assistant, and the scrub nurse did not speak. Only the occasional sound of the ultrasonic knife could be heard.
The conjoined livers were cut open, and bleeding control was simulated. His movements were fast and orderly, and the surgery was so skillful that Department Chief Han was dumbfounded.
Liver surgery could be done this way? No! There was nothing new about the entire surgery process, but Boss Zheng handled every detail properly, making people feel relaxed and happy.
It was said that Little Zheng of the 912 had a Nobel Prize recommendation for interventional surgery, and he also did well in surgery. He did not expect the rumors to be true.
"Chief Han, it's time to go on stage," Zheng Ren suddenly said after an unknown period of time.
Chief Han was still immersed in the process of Boss Zheng separating the conjoined livers from the conjoined twins. She had completely forgotten about the surgical simulation training.
"Oh, oh." She was a little embarrassed. She put on sterile gloves, glanced at the operating area, and stood opposite Boss Zheng.
"I'll be the small twin. You guys will be the big twin," Zheng Ren said.
There was still a difference in size between conjoined twins. Although it did not look very obvious, Zheng Ren knew it in his heart.
Twins. The big one was called the big twin, and the small one was called the small twin. This was also a name for the operating table. It was just that they rarely performed this kind of surgery, so not many people knew about it.
After saying that, Zheng Ren pondered for a moment and said with some embarrassment, "Chief Han, please give me a hand."
Chief Han was stunned for a moment before she reacted.
However, she did not have the unpleasant feeling in her heart at the beginning.
Just now, Boss Zheng had already displayed unparalleled surgical skills. On the operating table, whoever had the best surgical skills would have the final say. This had nothing to do with administrative positions.
Even if he could use administrative positions to suppress them for a while, he would definitely not be able to suppress them for a lifetime.
Many doctors who performed better surgeries were squeezed out and went to other hospitals to start over. In the end, there were countless cases of them making a comeback.
Chief Han did not refute, nor did she say anything. She just stood in the assistant's position.
"Chief Han, I'm sorry. Please give me more pointers," Su Yun said very politely this time.
Zheng Ren's technique of separating the conjoined twins' livers not only left Chief Han speechless, but even Su Yun was dumbfounded.
He cursed in his heart. Then, he calmed down, which was rare, and steadily prepared to start the surgery.
When did the boss' surgery become like this? Why did he not know?
It was fine if Chief Han did not know, but Su Yun did not know either.
The boss's footsteps were too fast, and Su Yun was a little distressed. Originally, he thought that he could barely catch up. With his talent, he could crush him in another two years.
However, the iron-clad truth told Su Yun that all his previous assumptions did not exist!
It did not matter whether he could crush him or not. It seemed impossible to just catch up. Su Yun felt that he had seen his boss's technique of separating the conjoined twins' livers by many different people. None of them could reach his boss's level. None!
In the public surgery in Sea City, after Professor Moriyu stepped down, his boss showed off his skills for the first time. In fact, Su Yun had always been puzzled. His boss's skills were high, but not to the extent of public surgery.
Su Yun gave a reasonable explanation — his boss was crazy in front of others. The more people there were, the more difficult it was, and the more his skills could be displayed beyond his level.
However, this time, Su Yun truly understood his boss's strength. It turned out that this guy had been hiding his strength all along!
No wonder he was not afraid of doing a live broadcast of the surgery and was not afraid of others stealing his skills. It turned out that he had always been holding back.
It was simply too sinister!
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