Zheng Ren was busy. Sea City General Hospital, which seemed insignificant in the medical world, did his best to save patients.
At the same time.
Mayo Clinic headquarters in Rochester, Minnesota, United States.
Thirty-eight-year-old Mu Tao was reading a book, summarizing and recording his surgery experience during the day.
After returning to Shenzhen City from Imperial Capital, he felt the gap between them.
If he wanted to be the strongest, he had to go to the best hospital and receive the world's most advanced medical training.
He was still young and could work harder.
He explained his thoughts to Old Wu and Old Wu supported Mu Tao's efforts and perseverance.
Through a few friends in the international medical field, he contacted the world's number one Mayo Clinic and offered Mu Tao the opportunity to study and exchange for half a year.
It was only half a year, and Mu Tao cherished it very much.
After arriving at Mayo Clinic, he did not even have time to recover from the jet lag before he began to study day and night.
If Montreal Medical Center in Canada was one of the top five in the world, then Mayo Clinic was undoubtedly number one.
Even the neurosurgery department was comparable to Montreal Medical Center in Canada.
Here, Mu Tao came into contact with newer medical equipment, more advanced medical concepts, stronger doctors, and higher-level surgeries.
In terms of interventional radiology, Mayo Clinic was also the world's best.
In particular, Mayo Clinic's research was the most in-depth for TIPS surgery for gastric varices and portal hypertension.
An expert in interventional radiology once said that Mayo Clinic's interventional radiology technology was five to ten years ahead of the entire world.
After some contact, Mu Tao believed this judgment.
Not only did he believe it, but he also thought that this judgment was a little conservative.
Mu Tao was the most skilled interventional radiology talent in the country, so he had his own pride and confidence.
However, when he came into contact with Mayo Clinic's TIPS surgery, his pride was completely shattered.
In Shenzhen City, Mu Tao could control the number of punctures at around ten. The success rate was as high as 85%.
Even Elder Wu, Wu Haishi, was full of praise for his disciple.
This success rate and the strong intuition displayed during the surgery were called talent by Wu Haishi and Old Wu.
Mu Tao's talent was very strong.
However, in Mayo Clinic, Mu Tao had seen doctors perform TIPS surgery without more than ten punctures.
The Mayo Clinic was constantly looking for a better diagnosis and treatment method to address the shortcoming of blindly perforating the hepatic vein and portal vein during TIPS surgery.
Now, the method used by the Mayo Clinic was to place a special catheter in the portal vein as a positioning device, making the most critical puncture step in the TIPS surgery more purposeful and less blind.
This research had already been turned into a thesis and known to the world.
However, knowing was one thing. When Mu Tao witnessed it with his own eyes, he finally understood how awesome the TIPS surgery had been raised here.
Basically, the TIPS surgery could be completed with five needle punctures. The surgery completion rate was as high as 95%, and the incidence of hepatic encephalopathy was less than 30%.
These figures were all world-class.
Mu Tao felt that the brightest pearl in the crown of interventional radiology had been successfully plucked by the Mayo Clinic.
Studying, researching, and performing surgeries were the main themes of Mu Tao's life recently.
He even reduced his sleeping time to about four hours.
With only half a year, Mu Tao really wished he could split his time in half. There were too many things to learn and too many surgeries to perform.
Every day, countless dignitaries and tycoons from all over the world came to the Mayo Clinic for medical treatment and physical examinations.
Just filling out an appointment form costs $7,000.
This number was undoubtedly terrifying.
However, Mu Tao felt that it was worth it. Even if the price was doubled, it was worth it in front of a priceless life.
Although Mu Tao could not personally perform interventional surgeries, there were countless surgeries related to interventional surgery. However, as an assistant, there were too many things that he could learn.
Every time he was exhausted and fatigue gushed out from the cracks in his bones like a tide, Mu Tao would recall the scenes in the Imperial Capital.
He had to be the strongest in the country. He could only be the strongest!
For this goal, he worked hard and struggled.
Mu Tao cherished every minute and every second of his time at Mayo Clinic.
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In the emergency ward of Sea City General Hospital, Zheng Ren was examining the middle-aged man who had been stabbed in the heart.
He recovered very quickly. Now he could carry the chest bottle alone and go to the bathroom.
Heart stab wounds and cardiac tamponade were really urgent, but if the rescue was delayed, even if the patient was rescued, the best outcome would be brain death, and the patient would become a vegetable.
The man was undoubtedly lucky.
On the way back, he thanked Zheng Ren countless times. His wife did the same.
Time had healed the trauma and the patient's wife had recovered. She was no longer shocked and panicked when she saw her lover turn from a living person to a corpse.
Now, she could not remember what had happened.
Zheng Ren did not mention that he had kicked her away. This kind of thing … would be fine if the rescue was successful. If it had failed, he would have been detained.
The patient's recovery was very good. There was no fever after the surgery and there were no signs of infection in both lungs.
If there was nothing wrong with the patient, he could be discharged after a week of observation.
As for the sutures on the chest wall, they would have to go to the emergency department or outpatient clinic to remove them in a few days.
The other patients were also stable. Under Zheng Ren's management, the emergency ward was neat and tidy.
The key was the high level of surgical skill. This alone had eliminated many hidden dangers.
The other people in the emergency ward had also contributed their strength.
Professor Rudolf Wagner had adapted well to the place. In his opinion, it was God's will that he was able to come to this small, inconspicuous hospital in a small city in the East.
Zheng Ren could successfully perform TIPS surgery on his first try.
The professor believed that he could do the same through his studies.
The patient with prostate hyperplasia had already boarded a train and was coming to the hospital through Eurasia.
Professor Rudolf Wagner had not forgotten his original goal. The Nobel Prize in Medicine was the ultimate goal of his life.
He believed that with the help of a miraculous Asian boy like Zheng Ren, he could see hope.
He was God's guide.
After making ward rounds and seeing patients, Zheng Ren sat in his office and read a book.
Zheng Ren treasured the System's ability to quantify his medical skills and speed up the improvement of his skills.
Although he didn't know why the System had come and when it would leave, at the very least, everything that he had now grasped had saved many people's lives. That was enough.
Zheng Ren cherished every minute and second.
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