Could it be that he … had fainted and was talking nonsense?
Although he could not tell why Boss Zheng was in pain, he had been in a daze twice in a row. This had never happened in the previous surgeries.
Soon, Zheng Ren and Gao Shaojie lowered the filter to the position.
"Old Gao, change the radial artery of the left arm. Prepare to do coronary angiography first," Zheng Ren repeated, his tone even lower.
"Okay!" Although Gao Shaojie did not hear the impatience in Boss Zheng's words, he still quivered and immediately responded.
In the medical team, any thoughts that questioned Boss Zheng's opinion were irrational and dangerous. Especially at the operating table, Boss Zheng could be said to be a man of his word.
He seemed to have a good temper, but if he really put on a serious face, even Su Yun would be afraid, let alone Gao Shaojie.
"Little Hu, pause the live broadcast," Zheng Ren said. "Let's change positions later."
Hu Yanhui did not even think about it and immediately did as Zheng Ren said.
One could imagine how much of a commotion the pause in the middle of the live broadcast would cause. In addition, he did not win the Nobel Prize. He did not know how much trouble those opponents who had been waiting for something to happen would cause, Su Yun thought to himself.
However, he was a little annoyed. Everything he watched was boring. As he looked at the patient, his eyes stared at Lin Ge, who was beside the operating table through the lead-lined glass.
Until now, Su Yun did not have the thought of ending the call. The boss entered the operating theater with his phone. He hated receiving calls one after another. It was very annoying.
According to the rules, if he really won the prize, there was a chance that he would receive a call. Su Yun was a little distracted. It was not until a few seconds later that he reacted.
"Boss, are you crazy? Why are you doing coronary angiography?" Su Yun asked in surprise.
Gao Shaojie did not dare to ask this, but Su Yun did.
"Look at the capillaries of the heart," Zheng Ren said. "Try to avoid bleeding during the surgery."
"F * ck …" Su Yun felt as if something was stuck in his throat. He almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Coronary angiography mainly looked at the condition of the patient's coronary artery blockage. A while ago, there was a patient with cardiac syndrome X who had a coronary angiography to determine that there was a capillary lesion.
But now, the boss …
"This is a surgery, big brother!" Su Yun said in surprise. His voice was a little muffled through the three layers of masks.
"Yes, the area of the abscess is a little large. If we peel it off, try to avoid the capillaries rupturing and bleeding."
"There's electricity."
"I will. Burn the capillaries locally and minimize the damage to the heart muscle," Zheng Ren said.
His words were very reasonable, whether it was Su Yun or Zhao Yunlong, they were both speechless. What Boss Zheng said was the most basic principle, just like crossing the road to be careful not to be hit by a car.
Everyone knew, but who dared to pat their chest and say that they would definitely be fine?
Su Yun narrowed his eyes in silence and looked at Zheng Ren, who was standing opposite him. He did not continue to object.
However, his eyes flickered like a CPU running at high speed, and the indicator light kept flashing.
What does the boss want to do? Su Yun could only think of this question.
"Little Su, your phone is ringing," Lin Ge pressed the button of the intercom outside and said.
"Holy shit!!!" Su Yun was stunned and asked, "Boss, did you bring your phone into the operating room?"
He finally confirmed it. Zheng Ren looked at the patient and nodded gently.
"No wonder there's no phone. The signal is blocked. They're calling the third author." Su Yun was so excited that he couldn't control himself. "Who called?!"
He looked at Lin Ge through the lead-lined glass and asked loudly.
"Uh … Express delivery …" Lin Ge felt Su Yun's urgency. Like a child who had made a mistake, he picked up the phone and showed it to Su Yun.
"…"
Su Yun was so angry that he wanted to curse.
At such a critical time, there was a call from a express delivery. He was so excited that he was like a fool. It was simply too ungentlemanly.
He said helplessly, "Chief Lin, please find someone to help me pick up the express delivery. Sorry for the trouble."
"Okay, Brother Yun," a young nurse beside him said excitedly.
As soon as he hung up, Su Yun's phone rang again.
"Who is it?" Su Yun asked in a deep voice, calmer this time.
"Imperial Capital's Zhou Chunyong," Lin Ge read out a name.
"Tell him that the surgery is over here," Su Yun said unhappily.
After hanging up, before the young nurse had time to pick up the express delivery, another call came in.
"Su Yun, turn off the phone," Zheng Ren said. "Focus on the surgery."
Su Yun sighed and asked, "Who is it?"
He was hoping that Lin Ge would say that it was a call from Sweden, but the answer was still disappointing. This call was from Lin Jiaojiao. It was probably about the Nobel Prize.
"Please help me turn off my phone." Su Yun sighed.
Chief Kong sat silently on the sofa against the wall in the operating room. His face was gloomy and he did not say a word.
After a while, Su Yun turned around and saw that the coronary angiography guide wire had already reached its position. Zheng Ren personally operated it and was sending the catheter inside.
"Brother Yun, don't be anxious," Feng Xuhui comforted him in a low voice.
He did not know what to say. After saying that, he lowered his head helplessly.
"It's okay. Let's do the surgery first." Su Yun patted Feng Xuhui's shoulder and turned around to watch the surgery.
It was just an angiography. It was not difficult for Zheng Ren at all. In addition, the patient was young and the coronary artery was unobstructed. The black contrast agent on the screen was instantly like a tree root, with countless branches covering the entire heart.
"Su Yun, tell the technician that I still want to watch this video during the surgery," Zheng Ren said.
"You don't really want to see the location of the capillary network, do you?" Su Yun asked in surprise.
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded and turned around to leave the stage. He left the subsequent work to Gao Shaojie to handle. He and Su Yun went to scrub in.
On the operating table, Zhao Yunlong began to disinfect and lay out a sterile sheet.
"Boss, what do you think the problem is? Logically speaking, with Old Roche's promise, there shouldn't be a problem, right? "Su Yun asked as he scrubbed his hands.
"I think there shouldn't be a problem," Zheng Ren said softly. "Maybe after the surgery, we can get the news."
"Sigh, it's impossible," Su Yun said. "When you went on stage, the winners of the other awards received a phone call … Are you annoyed that you brought your phone into the operating room?"
"I definitely have to answer a lot of calls today. I've turned my phone on silent," Zheng Ren said. "Let's finish this emergency surgery first. Focus."
"I can't not focus even if I want to. I really don't want to leave the operating room. I don't know how many reporters are waiting outside," Su Yun said. "After you go out, the microphone is directly in front of you. Doctor Zheng, what do you think about not winning the Nobel Prize? Tell me, how do you answer such a bullsh * t question? "
"I won't answer." After Zheng Ren finished scrubbing his hands, he raised his hands in front of his chest and turned to leave.
"Tsk, keep pretending. I saw that you were distracted just now." Su Yun followed behind and kept talking to ease his disappointment. "Boss, the surgery is very difficult. Don't be distracted anymore."
"Don't worry. It might be very difficult for you, but I should be able to complete it smoothly."
"Get lost!"
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