"Actually, there's no need to find anyone else in the field of photoacoustic imaging. Professor Wang Lihong from Huazhong University of Science and Technology is enough. In Science
Robotics, the photoacoustic imaging technology was a collaboration between Professor Wang and California Institute of Technology, "Su Yun said." Chunu Anse just helped out a little. "
Zheng Ren knew that Professor Wang Lihong's research direction was brain imaging.
He did not know that the technology mentioned in the article in Science had Professor Wang's deep involvement.
However, he did not want to delve too deeply into the technical details. All his love was still in clinical surgery.
Just leave it to Su Yun. Zheng Ren was the kind of person who did not care about anything. As long as it could be done well, he did not care who completed it.
"Are you guys done? I'm going home to sleep if there's nothing else," a faint voice said.
"Just lie down. Why are you talking so much in one go? Aren't you tired of talking so much in one go? "Su Yun said as he looked at Shi Huairu with disdain.
Zheng Ren was speechless.
"I asked you to design the software for targeted treatment," Su Yun said. "It has to be the kind that can be 3D printed and directly input. Otherwise, hundreds of thousands of nanomachines can't be input one by one, right? "
"You really don't know anything. Talking to you is a waste of time," Shi Huairu said in the same tone as Su Yun. Shi Huairu said in the same tone as Su Yun. Then, he flipped over and actually changed into a comfortable position on the narrow chair. He actually fell asleep.
He fell asleep in seconds.
"I asked him to come because I think the use of nanomachines in the past was the local application of drugs," Su Yun said. "We can not use drugs, but carry out surgery similar to … optical tweezers. It's just an idea, so we still have to discuss it. "
Zheng Ren had no understanding of the micro-intelligent surgery that Su Yun mentioned.
In fact, this was a type of targeted treatment. Humans began to use targeted treatment in the earliest times.
The four words "targeted treatment" sounded mysterious, but in fact, it was similar to epidermal trauma. Whether it was a band-aid or local suture, it could be regarded as a type of targeted treatment.
Surgery such as laparotomy and thoracotomy were also treatment methods within the scope of the concept of targeted treatment.
Targeted treatment that had a purpose and could directly act on the target organ or diseased tissue belonged to targeted treatment. Systemic treatment such as chemotherapy, which was administered intravenously, did not belong to the scope of targeted treatment.
It was just that the growth and spread of tumor cells belonged to the cellular level, and there was no way to carry out targeted therapy for the time being.
There were relevant targeted drugs, but the effect … was barely satisfactory, at least in Zheng Ren's opinion.
"What kind of expression is that?" Su Yun said, "I tried the optical tweezers. My operation can be guided in, but it's still a little worse than yours."
As he said that, Su Yun stretched out his hand and used his thumb and index finger to draw a gap of less than 1cm.
"Got it. I can operate it when needed," Zheng Ren said.
"You have to figure it out. You don't have to worry about this." Su Yun said, "This time, we'll just meet and report to the leader."
Zheng Ren covered his forehead. When he heard Su Yun call him 'leader', a chill ran down his spine. He had a feeling that something bad was about to happen.
Su Yun was never serious. He probably had a drink date with Shi Huairu, and they were leaving after talking to him.
Sure enough, it was just as Zheng Ren had expected. After chatting for another half an hour or so, Su Yun left and went out to drink with Shi Huairu.
Zheng Ren quite admired people like Su Yun. They usually looked sharp and mean, but they had countless good friends all over the country. No matter what field it was, he could find a few people he knew.
"You're going to perform surgery on Marise tomorrow. Drink less!" Zheng Ren only had time to say this before he saw Su Yun raise his hand and disappear out of the surgical demonstration classroom with Shi Huairu.
Zheng Ren faced the 3D printed model, and his thoughts returned to Little Stone's surgery.
What Su Yun had said before was all targeted treatment at the microscopic level. What he wanted to do was targeted treatment at the 'macro' level.
This had to be done step by step. First, he had to solve the problem of breathing difficulties. Only by living could he wait for the day when technology could really treat cancer.
Zheng Ren did not know if it would be useful or if he could reach that day. If he did not do it, there would be no hope.
Zheng Ren only wanted a reason to use the simulation to train. Complete the [Nobel Prize! Nobel Prize!!] With the mission, he could be said to be rich and overbearing. He definitely did not lack time for surgical training.
On the operating table in the surgical demonstration classroom, Zheng Ren began the surgical training outside the System space. This was the first time he had used 3D printing to simulate surgery.
The displayed simulation was still quite different from the experimental body in the System space. As soon as he started, Zheng Ren sensed the difference.
He had felt it in the Women's and Children's Hospital. This time, the equipment that Su Yun had gotten was more advanced, but it was still much worse than the experimental body in the System.
After all, it could be bought with money and could be mass-produced. The surgical training in the System's operating theater was restricted by whether the System gave him a mission or not. He could not squander it unscrupulously.
When he thought of this, Zheng Ren was especially unhappy.
It was quite complicated to dissociate the tumor tissue, sever the external carotid artery, and replace it with an artificial blood vessel. Although he was a peak-level surgeon, Zheng Ren still spent a lot of time to achieve it without any flaws.
The most difficult position was still the cervical spine. In the System's operating theater, every time he reached this point, he would have to leave it to fate.
Time passed minute by minute. Zheng Ren did it very carefully and seriously. He did not waste it casually because the 3D printed model could be supplied almost indefinitely.
However, the surgery still failed. Zheng Ren looked at the model and sighed softly.
He had already made a decision. He wanted to use that book on the skill tree of orthopedic surgery. Not only did it involve nerve tissue, but after removing the fourth cervical vertebra, he also needed to use a 3D printed vertebra for transplantation.
All the operations were very complicated and had to be gentle to avoid causing too much damage.
This was it. Zheng Ren made up his mind.
The surgery was scheduled for the day after tomorrow. For Little Stone's surgery, Zheng Ren pushed back the other surgeries.
For this surgery, Zheng Ren wanted to cooperate with the injection of fluorescence imaging. He wanted to try his best to only remove the tumor tissue and reduce the damage. Su Yun said that he wanted to get another set of fluorescent equipment, so he did not need to wear glasses.
This was very important to Zheng Ren. Otherwise, if he wore fluorescent glasses and a microscope, Zheng Ren was afraid that his vestibular nerves would not be able to handle it.
As for whether these preparations would work or not, it would still depend on the results in the System's operating theater.
After thinking about everything, Zheng Ren packed up the simulation. After learning from Su Yun's experience, Zheng Ren put an end to similar things from the rules.
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