Tang Xiu felt that he was as annoying as a fly. She waved her hand, wanting to chase him away.
Wei Feng did not continue to explain. He calmly stood at the entrance of the ward and observed everything that was happening. From time to time, he would take out his phone and refresh the official website of the Nobel Prize.
Once the website made the most authoritative announcement, he would definitely rush up immediately and ask that hypocritical guy what he was thinking!
Wei Feng sneered.
A fake was a fake. No matter how realistic it was, it was still fake. It could not be real!
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Zheng Ren frowned as he looked at the radiographic films. He did not have to communicate with the patient's authorized signatory. What he needed to complete was an extremely difficult surgery.
Cardiac surgery itself was very difficult. In addition, it was a second surgery. There was no normal physiological anatomical structure. The local adhesion was very serious. Everything had to be done according to the situation.
Moreover, the patient's valve had been infected for a long time. The abscess had already penetrated deep into the left atrium roof and the aortic wall, making it even more difficult.
He went to the operating theater to train and performed dozens of surgeries. The success rate was only about 80%.
No matter how detailed, there would always be some kind of problem in the end. Especially the position where the separation abscess eroded the aortic wall. If he was not careful, it would cause the aortic to rupture and bleed.
Because it was too close to the left atrium, the stent could not be completely blocked. Gao Shaojie's idea could only be used as a temporary emergency treatment. If the rupture area was too large, even if it was sutured, the patient would bleed again after the heart beat again, causing the patient to die.
It would be great if the Nobel Prize mission could be completed. Zheng Ren looked at the System mission helplessly. He looked at the mission reward and felt a little eager.
As for the 99% progress bar, it was still as stable as a rock. The last bit of progress did not move at all. Why was it so difficult for it to move? Zheng Ren cursed in his heart.
However, if he did not perform the surgery, the vegetations on the patient's aortic valve would soon fall off and be embolized into the vascular network of important organs such as the brain.
Zheng Ren had already confirmed this point in his surgical training.
Not only did the surgery have to be done, but it had to be done immediately. Once the vegetations fell off, even if the girl survived, she would spend the rest of her life with hemiplegia.
Fortunately, the fourth stage of the World's Fame mission had given Zheng Ren a huge amount of surgical training time, allowing him to train in the operating theater without any worries.
However, his master-level cardiothoracic surgery skills were still not enough. Zheng Ren realized that no matter how many times he did it, there would always be a certain probability of a problem when he was stripping the aortic wall abscess.
'I can only pin my hopes on my luck,' Zheng Ren thought helplessly.
"Boss, the patient is on stage," Su Yun said as he put down his phone.
"Let's go." Zheng Ren removed the radiographic films from the radiographic film viewer, put them into the bag, and strode out with the bag.
When he passed by Xinglin Garden's lawyer, he asked, "Have you all signed it?"
"The client still has doubts. We are explaining," the lawyer of Xinglin Garden said helplessly as he was explaining to the middle-aged woman.
Zheng Ren nodded. "Have you signed the preoperative documents?"
"Sign it." Su Yun said.
The middle-aged woman was the proprietress of the shop where the patient worked. She was quite responsible, so Zheng Ren was very impressed by her. When he was in Sea City, he had experienced many cases where a group of relatives and friends sent patients to the hospital, but when it came to signing for surgery, all of them disappeared.
The situation of those patients could not be compared to the patient in front of him who had a second valve replacement. However, the owner of the shop that the patient worked for signed the contract without hesitation. It had to be said that people were different.
It was reasonable for her to hesitate about the live broadcast of the surgery. Zheng Ren did not care about this.
"Boss, did you receive the call?" Su Yun asked.
Zheng Ren shook his head.
Su Yun lowered his head and sighed softly. The black hair in front of his forehead swayed weakly. He could not understand why he had not received the call yet.
Based on his previous predictions, Su Yun felt that the chances of winning the award this time were quite high. However, the truth was the truth. There was no news, so the chances were very low.
However, even if he could not win the Nobel Prize, he still had to do the surgery.
There was no need to consider other things. Even if the surgery failed, he still had the funds that he had prepared. He could compensate the patient and resolve a major medical dispute.
Thinking of this, Su Yun smiled helplessly.
Performing surgery, especially this kind of surgery where life and death were uncertain, required the medical team to prepare their own funds to digest the consequences of the surgery failure. This kind of thing was as ridiculous as it could be.
However, if he did not try to perform the surgery, the patient would definitely die.
Forget it. People always had to lower their heads in the face of life. He was powerless to change the world. As long as he did the little things at hand well, it would be fine.
However, the Nobel Prize … was really a pity. The next time he met Kerry, he would definitely scold him, Su Yun thought to himself.
As he ran to the operating theater, Su Yun took out his phone. A few people had already left messages for him. The winners of some awards had already been confirmed.
The boss had not received a call yet. The chances of him winning the Nobel Prize were close to zero.
The group of people came to the operating theater, changed their clothes as quickly as possible, and entered the hybrid operating theater.
"How's the preparation going?" Zheng Ren asked.
Lao He was checking the extracorporeal circulation machine amidst the song "Good Luck". He turned around and nodded slightly.
"Scrub your hands and start the stage!" Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.
The broad-minded Professor Chen glanced at Zhao Yunlong. Zhao Yunlong said, "I'll do it."
He quickly followed behind Zheng Ren and ran to scrub his hands.
Xie Yiren was already standing in front of the equipment table and began to gently touch the equipment with the circulating nurse. In the midst of the chaos, it was orderly. In order to save a life, everyone was busy.
The phone in his hand rang, and Su Yun was stunned. It was his phone. He hated the Nobel Prize phone call notification to the death. He had been looking forward to the phone call for the past few days. He was so anxious that he had some allergic symptoms.
What era was this? Couldn't he just send an email? Why did he have to call! That group of stubborn old antiques!
Tradition, this bullsh * t tradition. They didn't know how to keep up with the times.
Su Yun nagged in his heart as he picked up the phone.
"Did the client agree?"
"If she wants to see it, she can see it. It doesn't matter. The lawyer has an account, right?"
"Okay, let Little Hu come up as soon as possible. The boss is ready to open the stage."
After saying that, Su Yun hung up the phone, put the phone on the operating table, and glanced at Lin Ge.
Lin Ge nodded nervously, indicating that he understood. Su Yun let out a long sigh and turned around to scrub his hands.
The patient took a supine position. Zhao Yunlong began to disinfect and lay the first layer of sterile sheet. Zheng Ren directly put on his clothes and laid the second layer of sterile sheet.
The situation was urgent. He could save some time.
After laying the sheet, Zheng Ren stood in the surgeon's position while Su Yun stood in the first assistant's position. Zhao Yunlong acted as the second assistant. Hu Yanhui put on the live broadcast glasses for Zheng Ren. After adjusting them, she stuck out her thumb and cheered Zheng Ren on.
The airtight lead door slowly closed and the surgery began.
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