Zheng Ren was focused on the surgery in the operating theater.
He had finally figured it out and put the latest positioning method into practice. However, the patient in front of him had not undergone the corresponding examinations, so he could not put his theories into practice.
Although it was meaningless to the surgery in front of him, Zheng Ren's surgical experience had improved a lot.
In the System's operating theater, he had controlled the number of punctures between the hepatic vein and portal vein branches to less than ten times.
In the later stages, he could complete a TIPS surgery in less than two hours. Zheng Ren had even improved the prevention of postoperative hepatic encephalopathy.
The research and learning this time were very helpful to Zheng Ren.
Although all the surgical training time and experience points accumulated in the early stage were used up, Zheng Ren believed it was worth it.
Not only chronic surgery, but even emergency surgery, Zheng Ren was very confident that he could handle it.
The puncture needle was sent to the overlapping position of the image, and Zheng Ren said in a low voice, "Ready to puncture."
Su Yun understood and held the guide wire in his hand steadily, motionless.
At this time, there was no need to be fast, just steady.
Zheng Ren checked the direction, made the final adjustment, and pressed the button on the puncture needle.
Unsurprisingly, the puncture failed.
He was not disappointed because Zheng Ren knew that the purpose of this puncture was to locate the target, not to succeed.
This puncture was only to leave a mark on the image as a target point.
Zheng Ren looked at the image attentively, already having the three-dimensional image of the patient's hepatic vein and portal vein in his mind.
"Go up 1.5 centimeters, angle 15 degrees to the right," Zheng Ren said as he moved the guide wire.
Su Yun was stunned. Normally, Zheng Ren could do the surgery himself. It had been like this in previous surgeries. Why did he tell him? Also, there was a 15 degrees to the right. What did that mean?
After some thought, Su Yun quickly understood Zheng Ren's meaning.
Because the hepatic vein was very thick, the guide wire would be too wide in the hepatic vein, causing it to constantly drift.
Zheng Ren manipulated the guide wire along the wall of the blood vessel, using the blood vessel wall to help fix the guide wire. Although it was not very useful, it was still much better than the empty surroundings.
This involved the problem of surgical technique, which Su Yun knew was the accumulation of experience.
As for the 15 degrees to the right, it was the angle that his hand should maintain when fixing the guide wire.
Su Yun thought disdainfully. Fortunately, he had a high IQ. If it had been someone else, they would not have been able to cooperate. This guy was really lucky to have met him.
Zheng Ren was aware of this, but he had learned this in the System's operating theater before the surgery. He had no time to communicate with them.
[Ha, this is the first time!]
In Xinglin Garden, the bullet screen began to count.
After many live broadcasts, any doctor who went online to watch the surgery at the first moment would have the illusion that the surgeon would never fail.
They rarely gloated. Instead, they were happily counting to see how many punctures the surgeon would need to complete the surgery successfully.
[This needle is a little too far.]
[It's a little far. I don't know the surgeon's intentions. If you're talking about luck, his luck doesn't seem to be very good.]
[I don't believe that the surgeon would blindly perform the puncture. Do you still remember the surgery that used the necrosis of the intestine after the embolization last time to mark the bleeding point with the necrotic intestine? At that time, I was so anxious that I lost my mind. I didn't expect the caster to really do it.]
Soon, under the barrage of bullets, the surgeon began the second puncture.
The black shadow of the needle struck down like a black lightning bolt.
The image of the portal vein and hepatic vein overlapped. The image of the puncture needle stopped immediately after it appeared. It was mixed with the image of the portal vein and hepatic vein, making it difficult to distinguish.
[Was it a success?]
[I don't know. The position of the needle is very good. I have a feeling that the puncture was successful.]
[You'll know after the surgeon's next move.]
The doctors in Xinglin Garden felt as if they had entered the operating theater and were performing the surgery themselves. Their hearts were in their throats.
At first, some people said that the first needle was placed too far away and that the surgeon had done it on purpose. However, based on the position of the second needle, the doctors watching the live broadcast did not believe that the surgeon had made a blind guess without a purpose.
Even if it was unsuccessful, everyone inexplicably believed that the next needle would be successful!
This was the confidence that dozens of live broadcasts had given them.
In the operating theater, Zheng Ren shook his head and focused on the image. He said, "Move back 0.3 centimeters, 10 degrees to the right."
He was like the captain of a small ship in the sea, fearlessly giving orders in the face of the wind and waves.
His crew carried out his orders firmly, believing that under the captain's command, the ship would definitely overcome the wind and waves and reach the other side.
The guide wire retreated slightly. Those with poor senses would not be able to sense it at all.
A distance of 0.3 centimeters … was really difficult to quantify.
Su Yun could feel the change in the guide wire. After Zheng Ren moved it back 0.3 centimeters, he held the guide wire in his hand and tilted it 10 degrees to the right, trying his best to hold it in place.
Zheng Ren glanced again, full of confidence at this time.
It was completely different from the System's operating theater! Zheng Ren returned to reality. After two punctures, he had a taste of it.
The System's mission reward, his accumulated luck value, had reached the standard of + 6.
Although he did not know what the use of luck value was, Zheng Ren was keenly aware of the difference between reality and the System's operating theater training during the TIPS surgery.
The second needle was originally a trial puncture. The main purpose was to locate the other side and then confirm that the portal vein was between the two sides.
This was the technique that Zheng Ren had mastered.
However, the second needle entered the branch of the portal vein almost smoothly, just a little short. At that moment, Zheng Ren had a realization. If his luck value was even one point higher, he would have this needle!
At this moment, Zheng Ren was full of confidence!
This needle did not work, but the next one would definitely work!
As Su Yun fixed the guide wire, Zheng Ren began the puncture.
His fingers pressed the button firmly.
However, at that moment, the patient suddenly vomited violently.
His body moved, and the position of the puncture needle also shook violently. Under such circumstances, the God of Luck did not favor Zheng Ren. The third needle failed.
The surgery live broadcast room was silent.
Many people thought that the puncture point was a success when the needle was about to be punctured.
[What a pity …]
After a long time, a bullet screen slowly appeared.
[It's okay, just an accident. The next needle will definitely work!]
[The next needle probably needs to be positioned. If you want to succeed, it still depends on luck.]
[… I suddenly feel a sense of despair. It's like cutting open the McBurney's point, but I can't see the appendix.]
[F * ck … That's a horror movie, okay? Don't mention that you can't see the appendix when you cut open the McBurney's point. A few days ago, I performed an appendectomy and it took a full three hours. The appendix was finally found near the splenic fossa.]
[Sympathy for the previous poster.]
[Sympathy for the previous poster + 1]
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