"Director Ma, do you think it's difficult?" The smile on Lin Ge's face never changed. Every wrinkle on his face was firm like a statue.
Director Ma hesitated for a moment before nodding.
"Can the surgery be done?" Lin Ge asked a nonsensical question.
"I saw Chief Geng and Chief Zhou try a few times with the miniature fishing device, but it doesn't work."
"Let's go to the conference room, the kind with a projector screen. I'll contact the people from Xinglin Garden," Lin Ge said. "Do an internal surgery … live broadcast."
He originally wanted to say that he was teaching, but this was the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University. It was not good to say that he was teaching directly. If it was a live broadcast, everyone would be able to see it better in the demonstration room.
In Linge's opinion, this was the best of both worlds.
Director Ma thought about it. It seemed that this was a good idea. He nodded and said, "Okay, Director Lin, you are really experienced."
"He has to be rich. Boss Zheng is the kind of person who is capable but has no temper. But think about it, even if you don't have a temper, you still have to have some character. When there are more people, Boss Zheng will be annoyed. This matter is really difficult to handle, "Lin Ge said.
"Alright, I'll get someone to clean up the demonstration room." Director Ma entered the console room and started to clear the area.
The surgery inside lasted for nearly half an hour. Both Chief Geng and Chief Zhou Chunyong were helpless against the 1.6-centimeter-wide and 0.6-centimeter-tall staples.
Even if it was the smallest micro-trap, as long as one touched it, the staples would shift, and it was very slippery.
Seeing that the surgery was unlikely to succeed, everyone was a little depressed.
At this moment, Chief Ma came in and said, "Let's go to the demonstration room. We'll watch the live broadcast in the courtyard later."
"Director Ma, what do you mean?" Director Tian asked.
"There are too many people. Do you still want the sterility of the operating theater? Also, Boss Zheng will bring the medical team here later. There won't be enough room for everyone here, "Chief Ma said seriously. He was not so polite when talking to the chief of the family.
"Boss Zheng is here. I'll go pick him up." Lin Ge kept holding his phone, afraid that he would miss a message or call. He picked it up almost instantly. He knew that Boss Zheng had already arrived downstairs, so he spoke directly.
"Let's go together." Director Ma said, "Those who aren't going on stage, go to the demonstration room. That side has a clearer view. We won't be able to see anything if we stay here."
Director Ma finally understood Lin Ge's difficulties.
He had only said a few words, but the gazes of the department heads and leading group professors had already changed. Moving a chair to sit at the door and even blocking the dean's office director … Director Ma felt that he couldn't do it.
Lin Ge was really ruthless. Division Chief Ma felt a little awkward. He left behind a sentence as if he was escaping and followed Lin Ge out of the control room.
The two of them put on their white clothes and did not go far. They stood at the door of the changing room to welcome Boss Zheng.
Soon, a few people walked over.
"Boss Zheng, we meet again," Division Chief Ma extended his hand and greeted warmly.
"Chief Ma, from the medical administration division," Su Yun reminded him softly.
"Hello, Director Ma." Zheng Ren smiled and shook Chief Ma's hand. He said, "Unfortunately, I have a live broadcast of the surgery for Gaucher disease. I'm late, I'm late."
"You're too polite. Please come in." Chief Ma exchanged a few pleasantries and immediately invited Zheng Ren, Su Yun, Lao He, Feng Xuhui, and the others into the locker room.
"Lin Yuan, change your clothes and wait for Yiren." After Zheng Ren made the arrangements, he walked in to change his clothes.
"Chief Ma, has the patient been anesthetized?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Chief Zhou and our Chief Geng from the Imperial Capital's Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery are trying to remove the staples but they failed," Chief Ma said. "We're just waiting for you to come so that we can prepare to open the chest. All kinds of equipment are ready and extracorporeal circulation is also prepared. "
"Oh, Old Zhou is here. There's no need to open the chest. I'll try the interventional method first. If it doesn't work, we'll talk about it again, "Zheng Ren said with a smile." I'll give it a try. I'm not confident either. "
Chief Ma was a little puzzled but he did not jump out and ask for a beating. Boss Zheng was really confident. He had already said that the chief physicians of the two hospitals had failed but he still wanted to give it a try.
Although Boss Zheng said that he would give it a try, Chief Ma could hear a very certain tone in his eyes and tone. It was as if … he could perform the surgery after he went on stage. He was full of confidence.
"Boss, are you really sure you can do it?" Su Yun was not so worried. He had been thinking about how to remove such a light staple along the way.
This thing was different from bullets and blood clots. Moreover, it was not in the blood vessels but in the trachea. The method of operation was definitely different from usual interventional surgery. In addition, it could not be single-cavity ventilation and there was also the interference of the ventilator's airflow. It was extremely difficult to remove it.
Su Yun had done many simulations in his mind but in the end, he could not find a way to successfully remove the staples using interventional surgery.
All he could think of was to remove the foreign body surgically under the DSA machine's fluoroscopy.
"Let's try it first. If it doesn't work, we'll open the chest." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Of course, we won't open it if we can. Old He, you have to cooperate with the tidal volume of your ventilator."
"Okay, don't worry," Old He said immediately.
"Little Feng, go to the operating room and let me see how many miniature traps you brought," Zheng Ren continued.
"Six manufacturers. I have all the miniature traps on the market," Feng Xuhui said.
"Okay, I'll see when the time comes." After Zheng Ren said that, he began to focus on changing his clothes.
Chief Ma was full of doubts. After Chief Zheng's medical team finished changing their clothes, he led them in. As for the medical equipment supplier who was stomping on the ground … The incident that happened at the Imperial Capital Tumor Hospital last time had spread in the relevant circles.
Chief Zheng's protection almost made the Tumor Hospital embarrassed. As a medical director, he should not add to the trouble. If Chief Zheng wanted to bring them, he would turn a blind eye to it. After all, he was here to save the day.
When he heard about what happened at the Tumor Hospital, Chief Ma was still a little critical. He was not critical of Chief Zheng, but of the Tumor Hospital.
The surgery could not be done, so what was the point of tripping over such a small matter? In the end, Chief Zheng was also strong-willed. If it were not for Director Lin, he really did not know how the Tumor Hospital would end up.
He did not say much and politely let Chief Zheng and the others into the operating room.
There were a few fewer people in the operating room, but most of them were still there. Zheng Ren acted as if he did not see them. He just looked around as a greeting and then checked the medical equipment with Feng Xuhui.
"Lanke's NYD213 miniature trap, Langfei's HGF55 miniature trap, Changfeng's JWQ12 miniature trap …"
When the miniature traps were taken out by Feng Xuhui from the suitcase that was half the height of a person, Chief Ma was a little confused. Was this the pocket of a doraemon? How could it contain so many things!
The Apex
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