Shenzhen City, Development Zone People's Hospital.
The chief's office was completely silent.
Wu Haishi, Elder Wu, sat in the middle. His eyes were slightly closed as if he was asleep. However, his fingers would occasionally tremble slightly. Just like his thoughts, they kept jumping but could not find a direction.
Mu Tao stood beside Wu Haishi with a dumbfounded expression.
As for the other doctors, regardless of their qualifications, experience, or education, they all looked at Elder Wu in confusion.
The live broadcast of the surgery was over. The time spent was not even as long as the preoperative preparation for an ordinary surgery.
And..,
This was..,
TIPS surgery!
The most difficult surgery in the history of interventional surgery!
Was it over just like that? This was a little too fast.
Was this the level of a Nobel Prize candidate?
Mu Tao looked at the frame that was frozen on the screen. What he recalled in his mind was not the process of the TIPS surgery, but the scenes in Pengxi Village.
An interventional embolization surgery for a severe pelvic fracture took 15 minutes.
And in front of him, the most difficult TIPS surgery in the field of interventional surgery was still 15 minutes.
Mu Tao knew very well that what prevented the surgeon from shortening the surgery time was the preoperative preparation. Just like Pengxi Village …
The corridor outside the operating theater was filled with the busy figures of doctors and nurses, as well as patients who were pressurized to stop the bleeding after the surgery.
The surgeon was wearing a lead apron, a hat, and a mask. He stood in the operating theater, performing surgeries one after another as if he would never stop. He looked extremely tired, but he still stood there and didn't fall.
If he had not seen it with his own eyes and participated in it personally, Mu Tao would never have believed it.
But even so, he could not believe it.
Knowing that the surgeon in Xinglin Garden's live broadcast room was Zheng Ren, Mu Tao was still a little absent-minded.
Would there really be someone who could perform surgery like this?
Looking at it, it was not difficult at all. It was appropriate to describe it as being too clever.
Zheng Ren's honest face was full of bruises. A simple and honest smile appeared in front of Mu Tao.
Wu Haishi, Elder Wu? He could not reach this level.
Mayo Clinic? They could not reach it either.
This live broadcast video of the surgery was worth a lot of money. However, Zheng Ren had put it on Xinglin Garden's website for a live broadcast.
Was this the level and bearing of a Nobel Prize candidate? How deep did he have to be to dare to do such a thing?
"Mu Tao, did you have contact with Boss Zheng at the frontline?" Wu Haishi suddenly opened his eyes and asked as he looked at the last frame of the image.
"Teacher, he and I performed surgery for three days and four nights in Pengxi Village. There are two operating rooms. Boss Zheng will be alone in one. His assistant and I will be in the other. " This was the nth time Mu Tao had answered this question, but he still answered it seriously without a trace of impatience.
"Is Boss Zheng really that good?" Wu Haishi said in disbelief, "A few months ago in Imperial Capital, Boss Zheng was only a little bit better than you. Furthermore, it was achieved through 64-slice CT scan with 3D-image reconstruction. "
Mu Tao knew the meaning behind his teacher's words. Boss Zheng Ren's surgical skills had improved too quickly.
This was a TIPS surgery!
A TIPS surgery in 15 minutes. What kind of standard was that?
If Mu Tao had stood out during the young and middle-aged interventional doctor selection half a year ago and lost unjustly, then from the looks of it now, it was inevitable.
"Teacher, there's a huge gap between my surgical skills and Boss Zheng's," Mu Tao admitted without the slightest shame.
"Yes."
"In Pengxi Village, Boss Zheng gave me pointers on pelvic fracture embolization, which benefited me a lot," Mu Tao said. "Moreover, Boss Zheng said that when I return from the frontline, as long as I have time, I can look for him."
Wu Haishi was silent.
It was human nature for those in the medical field to hide their achievements after they had made some achievements.
This was all craftsmanship.
On a smaller scale, this was used to eat and support a family.
On a larger scale, this was a symbol of academic status.
Other than his most trusted disciples, it was impossible for him to tell anyone else, especially some key details.
Some geniuses could comprehend and break through on their own. However, most people would stop at a certain point and would not be able to advance an inch in their entire lives.
There were many grudges in the medical circle, and they were all related to surgical skills.
Not to mention, the current chief of the Department of Interventional Medicine in Elder Wu's former hospital was one of his disciples. Wu Haishi especially liked that person. He was talented, willing to work hard, and had a tenacious spirit.
Because he had expectations and hoped that he would inherit his legacy, Wu Haishi was very strict with this disciple.
However, it was this kind of strictness, as strict as parents who wanted their children to be successful, that created a huge gap between the master and disciple.
When Wu Haishi retired and handed over the position of chief, he was chased away from the hospital less than half a year later.
Yes, he was chased away dejectedly.
This was also the reason why many chief directors guarded their skills and refused to teach them. It was so that they would not be chased away.
Even if their subordinates did not know anything, it did not matter. It was the best. Because only in this way would these wolf cubs not be able to leave him.
Skills were not taught casually.
But this Boss Zheng …
Wu Haishi was stunned for a moment. His mind recalled the old matters and he was stunned.
Mu Tao and the other doctors stood beside Wu Haishi and Elder Wu without saying a word, waiting quietly.
After a long time, Wu Haishi let out a long sigh and said, "Prepare for today's surgery."
"Okay." A few doctors turned around and went out, starting to get busy.
"Mu Tao, do you want to go to the Imperial Capital?" Wu Haishi asked.
"Can I?" Mu Tao was a little nervous and asked in a low voice.
After all, he had gone to the Mayo Clinic first and had already delayed a lot of work. If he was not there, the teacher would have to perform the surgery himself. He was already old. It was very difficult for him to perform the surgery in a lead apron at his age.
"Go. It's a pity not to go with such a good opportunity." Wu Haishi smiled and said, "I'm not so old that I can't perform the surgery."
"Thank you, Teacher," Mu Tao said.
"Tell me, how did Boss Zheng come up with a new technique?" Wu Haishi did not answer Mu Tao's question. Instead, he changed the topic to Zheng Ren.
"I don't know either. But I heard from Boss Zheng's assistant that when he was fighting the disaster at the frontline recently, his level had greatly improved. "
"Is it the volume of surgery?"
"I don't think so. According to Boss Zheng's assistant, it should be in Nanchuan Town. He found an undamaged gastrointestinal machine and performed surgery in the ruins of the frontline. He encountered a few strong aftershocks, "Mu Tao said softly. His heart still ached when he said the memory that had been sealed by him. "Between life and death, he broke the shackles of technology and improved the level of surgery."
"It's like this. It can't be replicated at all," Wu Haishi said softly.
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