Chapter 1609 The Carpenter's Work

The uncle of the Wang family then smiled, and it must be Master Yan who is enjoying family happiness, living in the same family for four generations, playing with his little or great-grandson.

"I can see it, it's not very clear, but I can definitely see it." Master Yan's tone has changed from that of the uncle of the Wang family, which is obviously different.

"Then how about I go further?"

"I can't see clearly."

The conversation between Master Yan and the boy kept coming from the other side of the phone, but the uncle of the Wang family didn't interrupt him. He vaguely remembered a legend from not long ago.

Master Song was pregnant with a demon, and he kept it a secret.

But when Boss Zheng went to Xiangjiang to see the old man of the Qin family, he "by the way" helped Master Song survive the catastrophe.

Because the child was delivered smoothly, Master Song lived the rest of his life after a hundred deaths. But Master Yan coveted the heavenly secret before, and leaked it to Master Song, which eventually led to backlash and blindness.

I don't know who these things came from.

After all, it is already in the past, and there is no need to hide it.

The uncle of the Wang family knew that these things might have been said by Master Song.

After all, so many doctors in Heyang saw that Master Song was suddenly in severe shock. If there was no explanation that everyone liked, I don't know what it would be like.

As for the meaning behind it, the uncle of the Wang family does not want to go into it.

After that, it is said that Master Yan also found Boss Zheng to see a doctor. The guess in his mind was that Master Yan, who coveted the heavenly secret and was blinded by divine scourge, could see again!

Thinking of this, Uncle Wang's hand was a little numb, as if a thunder had struck his head.

Heavenly robbery and scourge, can this be overcome? How powerful is Boss Zheng? !

"Brother, what's the matter?" The second master asked in a low voice when he saw that the uncle of the Wang family didn't speak.

"Master Yan's condemnation, all right."

"..."

He didn't speak in a low voice, but there were only a dozen people in the room. After all, there are not many people who are qualified to see Mr. Wang's surgery.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Master Yan's scourge... Can the scourge be all right?

This is the magic trick!

Wang Nan was dumbfounded, thinking of the picture of Boss Zheng grabbing Song En's head, smiling and hitting the bulletproof glass, his thoughts surged.

Soon, Master Yan's voice on the other side of the phone became majestic again.

"Why don't you talk to me for something?"

The uncle of the Wang family was awe-inspiring, and immediately smiled: "Master Yan, you are in good health, congratulations."

"I can't say it's good, I have been dragging it for a long time. Even with Boss Zheng's methods, I can only cure one eye." Master Yan said.

Sure enough, his guess was right!

"Is your father's illness cured?" Master Yan asked.

"The operation is in progress, and Dr. Keenta from the Massachusetts General Hospital who performed the operation on my father three years ago also came." Uncle Wang said politely.

"Don't trust Massachusetts General Hospital, they won't read it." Master Yan said, "Boss Zheng found the cause? Is it different from what others said?"

"Master Yan, you are very capable!" The uncle of the Wang family said, "As I told you, Boss Zheng found the problem. My father will definitely be able to extend his life by ten years!"

"It's okay, I'll hang up." Master Yan didn't listen to these compliments at all, but after a pause, he said, "Xiaohua, tell Boss Zheng's assistant, are my eyes healed?"

"Not yet. Look at this side, can you see it?"

"You child, how can you be so irritable! For such a big thing, you have to bring a thank you..." Master Yan complained.

With that said, Master Yan hung up the phone.

The uncle of the Wang family was silent, and there were thousands of thoughts in his mind.

"Brother, what did Master Yan say?" the second master asked.

"You said that we are going to give Boss Zheng a little thank you gift?" The uncle of the Wang family asked in a low voice.

Father can extend his life by ten years, what about himself?

He is over seventy years old, his body is getting worse day by day, and the soil is buried up to his neck.

This is a good fate, not to mention flattery, it is necessary to leave a good impression on Boss Zheng.

If something happens to me one day, I'll ask Boss Zheng to help me extend my life for ten years... Not to mention ten years, five years is also good.

...

In the operating room, Zheng Ren and Su Yun were operating in an orderly manner.

Dr. Keenta stood behind Zheng Ren, completely dumbfounded.

The second operation is to take out the original high-value materials for hip replacement, and the operation is extremely difficult.

In Dr. Keenta's prediction, at least 1000ml of bleeding can be done.

However, the two ultrasonic scalpels played with flowers in the hands of the surgeon and the assistant, and the operation was performed all the way. The old hip joint was removed, and the bleeding was definitely not more than 100ml.

The femoral moment was kept about 1 cm, the neck-shaft angle was kept at 135°, the femoral neck end was sawed with an oscillating saw, and the femoral head 3 years ago was taken out.

There was an obvious scratch on the femoral head, which was not obvious in the operation area, but now it is shocking when it is taken out.

Dr. Keenta knew that cobalt was 1,000 times outside the normal range, and that was the reason.

The patient's blindness and deafness were also caused by one operation error of his own.

I won't be sued... If I sue the American Medical Association at the instigation of the old Hopkins, I will be finished.

"Boss, are there many cases like this?" Su Yun looked at the scratches and was a little shocked.

"Not much, at least not many in China." Zheng Ren said: "Ceramic hip joints, especially yellow porcelain, are very expensive, and few people can afford them."

"It's still a different level of income."

"You can't compare the income level of ordinary people in China with these rich people. This is sophistry." Zheng Ren smiled: "Prepare your hips."

Subsequently, Zheng Ren excised the joint capsule and synovial tissue along the acetabular rim, maintained about 45° with an acetabular reamer, and tilted it forward at an angle of 15°.

Gradually expand and deepen the acetabulum from small to large until the blood oozes evenly.

"Boss, orthopedics is really a carpenter's job." Su Yun said.

"Fortunately, there are quite a lot of talented people in orthopaedics." Zheng Ren said while expanding the acetabulum: "Spinal nerves are neurosurgery operations in the world's medical scope. But in China, it has become an orthopaedic operation. If you don’t have the heart, you can’t do this. Not to mention domestic, the United States also does 66% of neurosurgery and 34% of orthopedics.”

Speaking of this aspect, Su Yun was a little depressed.

The heart is the pain that Su Yun can never let go of.

Perhaps ten or twenty years ago, cardiothoracic surgery began to perform interventional surgery, and there was no such thing as circulatory department.

But……

Once an opportunity is missed, it is missed forever.

And now, another brand new opportunity lies ahead. 5G, absolutely the same as when the Internet first appeared, is an epoch-making change!

While talking, Zheng Ren used a 60mm diameter acetabulum to test the mold. He felt that it was suitable, and wiped away the bone chips.

An artificial acetabular cup was placed, maintained at a 45° outward and 15° anteverted angle with a directional instrument.

Reaching out, a hammer landed on the hand.

Dong Dong Dong, the carpenter's work continues.