Sea City General Hospital, Emergency Building, operating theater.
Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner were performing percutaneous arterial embolization. The operation went smoothly.
Su Yun was still as lazy as ever, but his eyes kept staring at the screen without blinking, with a trace of a strange look on his face.
Gao Shaojie stood from the operating room of the interventional surgery room to the operating room of the CT room. His expression became more and more serious.
Because his level was high enough, he could see deeper things than the doctors in the Secondary Hospital.
The surgeon was awesome, the assistant was awesome, and the surgery was of course awesome.
However, it was definitely not enough to describe it as awesome.
He searched through his memories of watching the surgery of top international professors when he was studying at Columbia University Medical Center.
He compared it with the surgery in front of him from all angles.
In the end, he came to a conclusion.
Sea City General Hospital. The level of this liver cancer interventional surgery far exceeded that of Columbia University Medical Center.
At first, Gao Shaojie did not believe it no matter what and refused to admit it.
He found countless possibilities to defend the teachers and professors of Columbia University, wanting to protect the pride in his heart.
However …
Anyone with a little bit of knowledge and a high enough level could see that the level of the surgery in the operating theater far exceeded that of Columbia University Medical Center.
What the f * ck!
Gao Shaojie cursed in his heart. He was not scolding the person who was performing the surgery, but venting the confusion in his heart.
Was this Sea City or the Mayo Clinic?
If it was the Mayo Clinic, he would gladly accept this fact.
After all, it was not called the world's number one for nothing.
However, this was Sea City, and he was' invited 'by another hospital to perform the surgery.
However, he did not expect to encounter such an awesome surgery here.
There were four external tumor feeding blood vessels, and each of them was extremely difficult to embolize. In Gao Shaojie's opinion, if they were going to do radiofrequency ablation next, there was no need for embolization at all. They only needed to simply float some iodine oil as a location.
However, the young surgeon did not think so at all. Instead, he firmly embolized all the blood vessels feeding the tumor tissue.
No matter how tortuous the blood vessels were, they did not seem to be worth mentioning in front of him.
The young surgeon operated the domestic, slightly hard, and poorly felt guide wire all the way forward. Angiography, superselection, medication, and embolization were done in one go.
Gao Shaojie was dumbfounded.
If it was only once, perhaps it was luck.
However, the blood vessels supplying the four tumors were all so smooth, and none of them had any difficulty.
This surgery was simply too f * cking awesome!
Gao Shaojie's face was expressionless, but his heart was in turmoil.
Soon, the embolization of the tumor tissue was completed. They pushed the stretcher trolley to the CT room to prepare for radiofrequency ablation.
Wang Qiang's expression was uncertain as he watched from the side.
Su Yun, Chu Yanran, and Xie Yiren went to help push the patients, leaving the control room empty.
Wang Qiang then asked in a low voice, "Teacher Gao, why do I feel that the surgeries performed here are … very simple?"
He racked his brains, but the only adjective he could think of was' very simple '.
What else could be said other than it being very simple? How could he be so awesome? What if Teacher Gao didn't think so? Wouldn't that be a slap to his face?
Wang Qiang had to cling to Gao Shaojie's thigh. If there was any surgery that he could not get out of, with just a phone call, Gao Shaojie could come from the Provincial Capital to save him. It was only two hours, and most of the surgeries were fine.
That was why he chose such a ridiculous word.
"It's not simple." Gao Shaojie sighed and did not continue to explain to Wang Qiang. Instead, he took out his phone and found a number to call.
"Tell the department that I suffered some injuries in Sea City and can't go back for the time being."
"It's okay, it's a small problem. I twisted my ankle. The specialist won't be able to diagnose it tomorrow. Yes, there won't be any surgeries this week or next week. If you want to go back to your hometown, go ahead. "
"Okay, that's it then. I'm hanging up."
Hearing Gao Shaojie's words, Wang Qiang was stunned.
Provincial Capital, First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University. How did the chief physicians of the group compare the number of beds, the number of patients, and the number of surgeries?
To put it bluntly, their brains almost popped out of their heads.
What did the number of beds mean?
The number of patients, the number of surgeries, the status of the department, and how much money they earned.
Each of the professors in the group went out to the clinic one day a week. On that day, they would take in patients and fill up the beds. Then, they would perform surgeries the next week, and the patients would be discharged.
Even before the New Year, when the doctors in the department were on holiday and the students and graduate students had gone home for the New Year, the professors in the group still refused to give up.
Through their connections, they found people to help and continued to work until New Year's Eve.
Wang Qiang was this kind of person.
It was close to the Provincial Capital. When needed, he could be there with a phone call.
If there was a sect in the medical world, Wang Qiang had already tied himself to Gao Shaojie's chariot. His label was very obvious.
What exactly happened? Why didn't he even take in patients and perform surgeries?
Wang Qiang was stunned.
Gao Shaojie did not explain anything to Wang Qiang. He did not hesitate to ask for leave. In the face of this surgery and the TIPS surgery at the Secondary Hospital, those so-called costs were nothing.
His surgical skills had already reached his limit. It was very difficult for him to break through.
Today, a TIPS surgery and a liver cancer interventional embolization surgery had enlightened him and vaguely allowed him to see a higher level of light.
Gao Shaojie followed behind Zheng Ren and followed him step by step.
He did not ask Zheng Ren about the details of the surgery because the surgery was not over yet. He guessed that Zheng Ren's mind was filled with the various details of the radiofrequency ablation that was about to be performed.
If he asked at this time, wouldn't he be asking for trouble for himself?
Soon, they arrived at the CT room. A few people carried Zheng Yunxia onto the CT examination bed.
Where was the doctor in the CT room?
Then, Gao Shaojie saw Su Yun sitting in front of the machine and starting to fiddle with it.
Oh, this guy was a technician, a manipulator. No wonder his words were so unpleasant.
In an instant, Gao Shaojie understood.
There was no interest, and he could not earn much money. There was no hope for him to rise, and he just muddled along every day … All of these labels were suddenly placed on Su Yun.
It looked quite good. Instead of being a manipulator, he might as well go to a talent show.
Gao Shaojie was sure that if this extremely beautiful 'manipulator' in front of him went to a talent show, there was a high chance that he would become famous overnight.
Wasn't it much better than being a manipulator here?
However, this was not what he was concerned about. His attention was then placed on Zheng Ren.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was busy, but Zheng Ren was just looking at the radiographic films in front of the radiographic film viewer.
One was a 64-slice CT scan with 3D-image reconstruction.
The other was a radiographic film that had just been embolized.
The two radiographic films were compared with each other.
Gao Shaojie was very curious about what kind of radiofrequency ablation this young surgeon would do.
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