Huh? "Zheng Ren finally relaxed and turned to look at Su Yun.
"There were a few times when I thought the intima of the blood vessel was going to break. Especially at that corner. You were really ruthless. "Su Yun still had a lingering fear when he recalled it.
"Oh, it's okay. I know what I'm doing." Zheng Ren narrowed his eyes and smiled.
Performing surgery outside was different from the System's operating theater. Zheng Ren had the passive attribute of Luck + 12. Some of the operations were clearly more dangerous, but they were all completed smoothly. Zheng Ren even had a feeling that his movements were too cautious. He could have been more wild.
Yes, it was just thinking about it. When it came to human life, Zheng Ren could not be wild even if he wanted to.
However, what he thought was conservative, in the eyes of others, was rough and crazy to the extreme.
Zheng Ren was not in a hurry to remove the stent. Instead, he redid the angiography and began to complete the preoperative evaluation of the anterior descending artery.
Like the right coronary artery, Dr. Mehar's anterior descending artery was completely blocked.
Zheng Ren estimated that the reason Mehar was still alive was because of the extracorporeal membrane lung. The other reason was that there might be a gap in the circumferential artery.
Outside the operating theater, the professor began to feel a little excited.
The perfect opening of the right coronary artery meant that the surgery was more than half complete.
Even if Dr. Mehar's coagulation function was not good, the newly opened right coronary artery would not be blocked during the surgery.
With a blood vessel supplying blood, a completely opened blood vessel supplying blood, Dr. Mehar's fragile heart would definitely be able to withstand greater stimulation.
In other words, the most difficult part of the surgery was basically over.
All that was left was to repeat the operation. The remaining two coronary arteries were all rotated clean, and the drug-eluting stent was placed. Then, the surgery could be over.
Perfect!
The excitement in Professor Rudolf Wagner's heart was palpable.
He patted Robin's shoulder, just like how Robin had patted his shoulder before. He said in a low voice, "Professor Robin, it seems that I've disappointed you. My judgment was accurate. It was, it is, and it will still be in the future. "
Robin subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva again, but the taste of blood reverberated in his mouth.
What was he going to say?
What else could he say?
The surgery was unimaginably perfect.
Could it be that Professor Rudolf Wagner had really met a doctor whose hands had been kissed by God?
He was really lucky.
As the right coronary artery was opened, the atmosphere in the operating theater suddenly relaxed.
Unexpectedly, this was what everyone felt.
Then, when they saw that Dr. Mehar's surgery was progressing smoothly, most people breathed a sigh of relief.
Even if the surgery stopped now, there was an intact artery supplying blood, which was enough to support Dr. Mehar to live for a few more months.
Mrs. Mehar covered her heart with her hand as if she was operating on it. She felt it every step of the way.
The assistant beside her held the medicine to relieve the vasospasm and waited for the surgery to fail. Mrs. Mehar was emotional and could take it at any time.
Seeing that the angiography on the screen showed that the right coronary artery was completely opened, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Rudolf." Mrs. Mehar waved at the professor.
It was as if Professor Rudolf Wagner had heard the most beautiful music in the world. He patted Robin's shoulder and walked over to his wife as if he was saying goodbye to an old friend.
Indeed, he felt a little dizzy because the previous half an hour was simply too unbearable. Every second, every movement, the professor was extremely nervous.
All the muscles in his body were in a state of overload. Now that he was slightly relaxed, the side effect of the accumulation of lactic acid caused him to feel a little dizzy.
"Madam." Professor Rudolf Wagner bent down with a respectful and serious expression.
"Thank you." Mrs. Mehar was also a doctor. She knew that with the opening of the right coronary artery, there was a high chance that her husband would be able to leave the operating table alive.
If the other two blood vessels were the same as the right coronary artery, he could even try walking on the ground and do some 'intense' exercises in the future.
And all of this was thanks to the young man recommended by Professor Rudolf Wagner.
"Madam, you're too kind," the professor said respectfully. "I didn't expect the surgery to go so smoothly."
"That young man is the first author in your application?" Mrs. Mehar asked.
"Yes," Professor Rudolf Wagner replied. "The boss has a pair of hands that have been kissed by God. Many difficult surgeries have become very simple in his hands. This is also the reason why I strongly advocated giving it a try. Fortunately, this kind of persistence can be rewarded. "
Before he could finish speaking, Mrs. Mehar nodded and tried her best to smile. She said, "I'll be very satisfied if the surgery can be done to this extent and let him see the bright morning sun a few more times."
The professor's heart bloomed with joy, but he still maintained a serious and respectful expression on his face. He did not get carried away.
"It's my honor, madam."
"Continue watching the surgery. All the hard work you've done will be rewarded," Mrs. Mehar muttered.
Although her voice was soft, the operating room was very quiet. Almost everyone heard her words.
In an instant, countless envious and jealous gazes were cast over.
Robin, in particular, stared at the professor as if his eyes were about to emit fire.
Professor Rudolf Wagner stood up and straightened his back, completely ignoring the hostile and non-hostile gazes.
The boss was like a mountain, an indestructible support. With his back against the boss, did he still need to care about their hostility?
What a joke.
At this moment, Professor Rudolf Wagner was full of confidence.
Another forty minutes passed. Under Zheng Ren's exquisite rotary grinding, the thromboemboli and calcification lesions in the remaining two coronary arteries were all rotated clean.
After stretching his neck, Zheng Ren then picked up a stent.
"Boss?" Su Yun was surprised. It was rare for him to give an opinion during the surgery.
"Hmm? What's the matter? "Zheng Ren began to thread the stent into the guide wire, preparing to enter Dr. Mehar's coronary artery.
"Aren't you going to use the drug-eluting stent?" Su Yun reminded him carefully.
As an assistant who had a good idea of what to do, it did not matter how he criticized Zheng Ren off the stage. However, this was the first time Su Yun had questioned Zheng Ren's decision during the surgery.
The drug-eluting stent (DES) was a stent that used a bare metal stent platform to carry anti-vascular intimal hyperplasia drugs. It was washed and released in the local blood vessels, effectively inhibiting the stent intimal hyperplasia to prevent the stent from becoming restenosis.
It was especially suitable for Dr. Mehar's condition.
Zheng Ren was holding a recyclable stent …
He must have taken the wrong one, Su Yun thought.
"Hehe." Zheng Ren only smiled and did not stop his movements.
"Boss, do you really want to use a recyclable stent?" Su Yun hurriedly confirmed.
"Dr. Mehar used a drug-eluting stent previously, but did you see any effect?"
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