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Chapter 255

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In Old Wu's opinion, the surgery was a success after embolizing the capillary network of the superior vesical artery's branches.

This was a palliative surgery that could improve the patient's symptoms to a certain extent.

Although it was only a small portion of the capillaries, it was enough to cause the patient's prostate to shrink due to insufficient blood supply and achieve the surgery's goal.

However, Zheng Ren did not stop there. After the embolization, he started superselection again.

This time, the guide wire superselected the renal artery!

According to anatomy, the renal artery had nothing to do with the prostate!

What was he trying to do?

Old Wu and Mu Tao were both stunned.

A thought popped into their minds at the same time. Had Zheng Ren used the 64-slice CT scan with 3D-image reconstruction to examine the prostate before surgery?

Could the capillary network be reconstructed?

Neither of them spoke. Mu Tao shifted his attention away from Old Wu and focused on the screen.

The guide wire superselected the renal artery and its branches. Then, the catheter was inserted at the limit of its reach. Then, the neurological guide wire entered the catheter and reopened the tiny artery.

Ten minutes later, the angiogram was completed.

Just as Old Wu and Mu Tao had predicted, the renal artery's branches formed a capillary network to supply blood to the prostate!

Embolization, reconstruction, and the faintly discernible capillary network disappeared without a trace.

The micro-guide wire began to superselect again. This time, it selected an abnormal branch of the main trunk of the internal iliac artery.

The atmosphere in the office was strange. Mu Tao stared at the screen without blinking.

"Mu Tao, why do I feel like Doctor Zheng's technique is more skillful than a few days ago?" Old Wu was puzzled.

If he were to train himself in dozens of difficult surgeries, think hard, and repeatedly summarize his experience and lessons, he might be able to improve his skills after some time.

However, this Doctor Zheng from Sea City was improving too quickly!

He had seen him perform surgery in Imperial Capital a few days ago and his technique was still a little shaky.

Perhaps it was due to the injury to his left shoulder. Old Wu was certain that without the injury, Doctor Zheng's skill would not be as good as it was now.

There was no doubt about that.

Doctor Zheng's method of handling many positions was fundamentally different.

More precise!

More precise!

More precise!

As he watched Doctor Zheng perform the surgery, Old Wu had the impression that he was not a human but a machine.

Everything he did was very appropriate. It was not the fastest, but it was the most stable.

The surgery had been going on for nearly an hour, and the capillary network of three branches of the arteries had been dealt with. But his hands were still very steady, and his movements were still the same as when the stage had just started.

Old Wu thought about it repeatedly, and in the end, he sighed with relief and unwillingness.

Young.

That's great!

When he started doing interventional surgery, he was already in his forties. It took him three years to go from a layman to a beginner.

At that time, his physical fitness had already begun to decline.

Old Wu had never been able to do what Zheng Ren had done in the beginning. He had been wearing a lead apron for an hour or even a few hours.

Moreover, the speed at which young people accepted new things was really fast. Perhaps he was extremely talented. Once he accepted it, he would be able to grasp it immediately and create a new train of thought.

Most importantly, he was still so young and talented.

How enviable.

Old Wu's sigh was filled with complicated emotions. However, there was only one thought in Mu Tao's mind. Had the gap between him and Zheng Ren reached such a large extent?

Before the interventional surgery in Imperial Capital, he had been full of confidence.

Young, talented, and from a prestigious family. Mu Tao was the epitome of a proud son of heaven.

However, he had met Zheng Ren in Imperial Capital.

Younger.

More talented.

The difference in strength between the two of them was like a deep chasm, giving Mu Tao a feeling that it was difficult to reach.

How did he do it?! Mu Tao was confused.

"This young man is amazing!" Old Wu praised.

Mu Tao was not jealous, nor did he secretly hate Zheng Ren. The difference in their skills had dissipated all his thoughts, and he was still immersed in disbelief.

In the blink of an eye, the fourth capillary network was embolized.

Zheng Ren started superselecting the fifth capillary network's blood supply arteries.

The control room outside the operating theater was silent.

It was as if a major medical accident had occurred.

It was as if an emergency rescue was taking place in the operating theater.

No one spoke. Everyone was staring at the screen, immersed in the skillful and elegant technique, unable to extricate themselves.

Department Chief Kong already knew the final outcome after the first capillary network was embolized.

He was extremely glad that he had made the right choice back then.

Zheng Ren seemed to be the most famous in the live surgery broadcast, but that was not the case. Department Chief Kong knew that this near-perfect surgery, especially with Professor Rudolf Wagner's work as a reference, would be world-famous.

When talking about this surgery, a certain hospital in Imperial Capital would be mentioned. The potential profit was huge enough for his interventional surgery department to take over the country.

"Department Chief Kong, who is this Doctor Zheng?" The person sitting next to Department Chief Kong could not help but ask after Zheng Ren superselected and embolized the fifth capillary network.

"Haha." Department Chief Kong smiled reservedly.

"Old Kong, where did you find this young man? He's amazing!"

"We're collaborating on the differential diagnosis and surgical treatment of small liver cancer nodules. Of course, he's amazing. Otherwise, why would he work with me?" Department Chief Kong would have laughed out loud if there were not so many people around him.

"He's not your doctor. What are you so proud of?" the person next to him reprimanded.

There was a hidden meaning in his words. He was testing Zheng Ren's identity. If Department Chief Kong had already accepted him as a doctor, then there was no need to think about it. However, if he had not, he would have to ask for a place this year.

What exam or not? Was it still important?

"We've known each other for so many years. Do you think I don't know what you're up to?" Department Chief Kong laughed. "You want to hit on Boss Zheng? Let me tell you, let's not talk about Boss Zheng first. Do you know the assistant next to him? "

Assistant? What was there to know about an assistant?

The person was confused.

Department Chief Kong saw that Zheng Ren's technique was still stable and he was superselecting the sixth capillary network. He had seen the 64-slice CT scan with 3D reconstruction before the surgery. The patient's prostate had a total of six capillaries supplying blood.

Therefore, he was in a good mood and took the opportunity to tease the person next to him.

"I don't know him. Who is he? Which doctor? "

"Doctor? Who the hell is a doctor? Two years ago, he rejected the invitation of several PhD supervisors from Peking Union Medical College and the Chinese Academy of Sciences' Institute of Oncology. "

"Isn't he Su Yun? I know him." A department chief next to Department Chief Kong said with a smile, "You won't be able to guess how I know him."

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