"Yes." Department Chief Kong nodded and squeezed out a note with his nose.
"This operation is really good! I'm familiar with Old Liu from Yangcheng and asked him about it. He was full of praise for this young doctor. I was wondering what kind of young man Old Liu would praise like this. Looking at it today, what Elder Liu said was a bit conservative. "
Department Chief Kong did not reply. After studying the anatomy of the prostate, he had a deep understanding of the surgery.
The difficulty was not here. No matter how skilled Zheng Ren was, the micro-guide wire, micro-catheter, and other instruments were not handy. Could Zheng Ren successfully complete the surgery?
It would be very difficult.
It would also depend on his treatment of the four branches of the superior and inferior bladder arteries and how well the capillary network adapted.
With the micro-guide wire superselection, it entered and quickly reached the superior bladder arteries.
The superselection continued and entered the branches from the superior bladder arteries.
Zheng Ren stopped. Obviously, the micro-guide wire had reached its limit.
But here …
Department Chief Kong sighed. This was not as deep as Professor Rudolf Wagner's superselection.
This should be the limit. It was not Zheng Ren's limit, but the limit of Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery's micro-guide wire.
But if that was the case, where did Zheng Ren's confidence come from when he requested for the surgery to be broadcasted live?
Department Chief Kong did not believe that Zheng Ren had said it on a whim.
He held his breath and stared at the computer screen in the control room, staring at the position of the micro-guide wire.
Su Yun held the micro-guide wire in one hand and the micro-catheter in the other. Zheng Ren sent the micro-catheter in along the micro-guide wire.
It was very gentle and patient.
The micro-catheter was quickly sent to the position. It was time for the angiogram, Department Chief Kong thought.
If the angiogram was done here and then the embolization was done, the effect would probably not be better than Professor Rudolf Wagner's surgery.
Did he have to rely on luck to see if the embolic agent would flow back into the bladder arteries?
Department Chief Kong had countless speculations in his mind. His expression was serious and serious as he watched intently.
After the micro-catheter entered, Zheng Ren pulled out the micro-guide wire and made a gesture.
Su Yun then handed over another micro-guide wire and followed the micro-catheter into the branch of the patient's superior bladder arteries.
"Department Chief Kong, what is he doing?" the chief next to him asked, puzzled.
That should be the case. Department Chief Kong instantly confirmed his thoughts.
When he was operating on Lin Jiaojiao, the ophthalmic artery was very thin and he did not have any handy instruments. He had used a slightly thicker guide wire to forcefully open the artery and aspirate.
Very few people used this method.
The elasticity and thickness of the branching blood vessels could not be compared to the main blood vessels. The insertion of the micro-guide wire had a high probability of causing damage to the branching blood vessels, leading to intraoperative bleeding.
Although it was not fatal, and there might not even be any sequelae, and the amount of blood loss was less than a few milliliters, it meant that the surgery had failed.
He actually chose such a dangerous method of operation.
Young man, you're really bold!
…
Shenzhen City, Development Zone People's Hospital. Wu Haishi, Mu Tao, and a few middle-level technical backbones were watching the live broadcast in the director's office.
Today, there wasn't even a shift change.
Old Wu arrived at the hospital before seven o 'clock and waited early.
The surgery went smoothly, but Old Wu's expression was getting worse.
Most of Mu Tao's attention was on Old Wu, fearing that something bad would happen to him.
As for the surgery … Mu Tao took a few glances at it. The man was … slightly better than him, but only slightly. It was definitely not to the extent that he could not catch up. At least, that was what Mu Tao thought.
Without Biosensors International's special production line and the state-of-the-art micro-guide wire and micro-catheter, the young man from Sea City would not have been able to complete the prostate interventional embolization treatment.
He could not even complete it, let alone surpass Professor Rudolf Wagner.
Teacher, please don't be angry and cause an acute myocardial infarction.
Mu Tao secretly prepared a variety of emergency medical supplies, keeping an eye on Old Wu from the corner of his eyes.
After the superselection, the micro-guide wire was replaced with a thinner micro-guide wire. It followed the direction of the micro-catheter and reached a small branch of the superior vesical artery.
From the thickness, it was probably a micro-guide wire used in neurosurgery. It was also the thinnest micro-guide wire in clinical practice.
Mu Tao thought it was a joke. The micro-guide wire used in neurosurgery was extremely difficult to control, and he had a clear understanding of Zheng Ren's intention. He wanted to use the micro-guide wire to open up a thinner blood vessel and reach the next branch.
The advantage of this was that the dosage of the embolic agent was much smaller and more precise, making it difficult to cause complications.
However, there were also many disadvantages to doing so.
Side effects such as bleeding were not a big deal. Even if a small artery that was slightly thicker than a capillary ruptured, how much blood could it produce? It was not an empty organ. Ten milliliters of blood would "suppress" the bleeding point due to pressure.
The most unacceptable thing was that it was difficult to operate.
Zheng Ren's idea was really whimsical. Mu Tao judged the progress of the surgery and paid more attention to Old Wu's expression.
If anything went wrong, he would rush over and shut down the video to calm Old Wu's emotions.
As time ticked by, Mu Tao suddenly discovered that Old Wu's face had a faint luster that was as warm as jade.
Mu Tao's first thought was that it was a terminal lucidity.
However, he quickly realized that his teacher was not seriously ill. How could it be a terminal lucidity? It should be a radiant look!
Uh … Just a moment ago, he seemed to be feeling dejected, as if he was unwilling yet powerless to do anything. In the blink of an eye, he was glowing?
This was too f * cking weird!
What happened?
Mu Tao was not stupid. A person with an IQ of 152 was definitely not stupid.
That was why he immediately thought of the surgery broadcast.
Was there even a need to watch the surgery? It was impossible for the young doctor to succeed in the superselection. It was impossible for him to surpass Professor Rudolf Wagner's custom-made micro-guide wire.
However, he still focused his attention on the video.
This image … was so unfamiliar …
There were not many images that Mu Tao was unfamiliar with. However, in the image in front of him, there were countless faintly discernible capillaries, neurological microcatheters that were as thin as gossamer threads, and tiny arteries that were successfully opened without any damage …
How was this possible?!
"That's it! It's done!" Old Wu clenched his right fist and punched his left palm.
Mu Tao was deep in thought when he was startled by Old Wu's sudden voice.
"What's done?" Mu Tao asked subconsciously.
"Watch the surgery carefully." Old Wu was unhappy and scolded, "The prostate interventional embolization is a success."
"…"
The micro-guide wire moved forward for a while before stopping. The angiogram and embolization were just as Old Wu had predicted.
Old Wu let out a long sigh and smiled.
However, the smile quickly froze on his face.
He looked at the video in shock, unable to believe what he was seeing.
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