Chapter 1896 Can't Even Pull the Hook

This is not good for human use at all!

Most doctors do not earn enough money in their lifetime to buy this box of equipment. Not to mention a box of equipment, the rows of hemostatic forceps alone can't afford it.

Director Ma Liangma swallowed, and walked away from the sterile table awkwardly. Quietly, for fear of disturbing the well-decorated 200-square-meter house in the third ring road.

He came to the side of Director Jin's head and began to watch the operation.

Under the naked eye, the operator and assistant seemed to be motionless, and both of them were like sculptures.

Only his hands were making invisible movements, and Ma Liang couldn't see what he was doing at all.

It is rare to use microsurgery to decompose and free the adhesion of tumor tissue.

But Ma Liang had seen it before, in the live broadcast room of the operation.

What you can see in the live broadcast room of Xinglinyuan is the view of the surgeon, which is much clearer than what you can see from the best position next to the operating table.

While looking at the two pairs of hands that are almost "moving", he outlines the movements of their hands.

But Ma Liang just thought about it, and the stability of his eyes and palms could no longer support him to perform such a delicate operation.

Dean Li also watched the operation, watching from behind Su Yun. But after watching it for less than a minute, I became a little confused.

I can't even see a movement, what's so interesting about it.

Looking around, even Professor Zhan from the imperial capital checked the box blankly.

Professor Zhan was very careful, for fear of affecting the operation, he dared not move the hook's hand.

The visceral tension is very high, and it is difficult to maintain stability, but Professor Zhan worked hard to maintain a movement, and was extremely cautious.

Of all the people around, only Director Ma Liangma watched with great interest, as if he could understand! Dean Li noticed this.

"Director Ma." Dean Li said in a deep voice.

Ma Liang was immersed in the level of surgery that he would never be able to reach, traveling to his heart's content, without hearing Dean Li's greeting.

Seeing that Ma Liang didn't speak, he suddenly became unhappy.

"Director Ma!" Dean Li called out again, already a little impatient.

Ma Liang still didn't respond, and the anesthetist standing beside him quickly kicked Director Ma under the operating table.

"Why are you kicking me?" Ma Liang complained as he was "woke up" by the kick, his eyes still watching the operation.

"The dean is calling you!" the anesthesiologist reminded in a low voice.

Uh... Ma Liang was stunned, glanced at Dean Li, and walked over immediately.

Dean Li has left the operating table and is sitting on a small round stool in the corner.

"Dean, what's the matter?" Ma Liang asked.

"Surgery, where is the step?" Dean Li asked.

"Uh, Dean, I don't understand."

Dean Li was taken aback, he couldn't understand why you were so intoxicated there!

He gave Director Ma a dissatisfied look.

"I watched Boss Zheng perform microsurgery in the live broadcast room. The level is so high!" Ma Liang couldn't help digressing as he spoke.

Dean Li frowned.

Realizing that he was wrong, Ma Liang quickly smiled and said, "The operation is too high-end and meticulous, and I really don't know where to go. Probably...maybe...maybe...it's almost finished."

"Yes." Dean Li was also helpless.

"But I think Lao Jin can save his life." Ma Liang said.

"oh?"

"Boss Zheng's surgery has never failed." Like a little girl, Ma Liang took every opportunity to exaggerate Boss Zheng's surgery.

"How is it possible!" Dean Li said disdainfully. This violates his perception of the whole world, and the operation never fails? That's not scientific!

"Dean, you don't know." Speaking of Boss Zheng, Ma Liang was full of energy, as if sitting at the wine table gossiping and chatting, completely ignoring Dean Li's increasingly ugly face.

"It is said that Boss Zheng's latest emergency treatment was at the King's Hospital in the UK, which is the best hospital in the world for liver transplantation. The second phase of the aortic arch replacement surgery was so sticky inside that Boss Zheng used microsurgery to do it. down."

"Also, the last live emergency surgery should have been at 912. In the ward, there was an emergency thoracotomy, upper extracorporeal membrane lung, and neurosurgery for moyamoya disease bypass surgery. If I were ten years younger, I would definitely go there. Find Boss Zheng and beg to be his student."

"Also, a young doctor in a small border town suddenly had a heart attack. Boss Zheng remotely commanded him to operate on himself and dissolve his thrombosis. Boss Zheng flew over overnight and performed a heart stent operation on him."

Dean Li doesn't study business, he doesn't watch live broadcasts of surgery, and few people mention it to him.

Now when Director Ma Liangma said this, he was immediately shocked.

Whether the operation is good or not is one thing, but no matter how bragging these surgery dogs are, that's the same thing.

But one last thing...

"Thrombolysis by yourself? What's the matter?" Dean Li also forgot the displeasure in his heart, and began to gossip.

Ma Liang's eyebrows brightened immediately, and he began to talk about the live broadcast of the emergency department that lasted more than ten hours that day.

On the operating table, Professor Zhan was sweating.

Pulling the hook is also a labor-intensive task.

The organs in the abdominal cavity are relatively better, and the most difficult thing is orthopedic surgery against the thigh. It's not a strong young man, he can't carry it at all.

But even for the abdominal organs, Professor Zhan has reached his limit.

I really can't pull the hook!

For twenty minutes, without moving, anyone would be shivering.

But the masker and his assistant are carrying microscopes and doing the most detailed operations.

Professor Zhan knows the severity of the depth, and he is afraid that if his side moves, it will affect the operator's operation.

If one is not careful, the inferior vena cava will be torn again.

"Zheng...boss." Professor Zhan felt that he had reached his limit, so he could only speak in a low voice.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren lowered his head, still freeing the adventitia of the inferior vena cava, and just snorted.

"My side...Can I change my hand shape?" Professor Zhan said.

"I'm capable. I can't even pull a hook. My boss has a good temper. If you change to someone with a bad temper, the hemostatic forceps will hit your face directly." Su Yun didn't look up, but his harsh tone didn't change.

Professor Zhan complained in his heart.

"Let's get another person to pull the hook. Thank you, Professor Zhan." Zheng Ren said.

"Boss Zheng, there is no need to change people, no need to change people." How could Professor Zhan be willing to take such a good position to see the surgery.

Although he couldn't see anything, he could vaguely guess Boss Zheng's intentions. For this level of surgery, the closer the distance, the more sense of participation.

"Oh, the operation will take about 4 hours, can you persevere?" Zheng Ren didn't care, and said calmly while undergoing the operation.

Professor Zhan is stupid, let alone 4 hours, even 4 minutes is enough for him.