Chapter 493 Do They Need to Know the Goods?

Su Yun pressed to stop the bleeding. A few minutes later, he applied a hemostatic patch on the patient, bandaged the area, and lifted the patient off the operating table.

He tore off the sterile surgical gown, took off the gloves, and returned to the operating room.

Seeing that Zheng Ren was explaining the film of the second patient to Gao Shaojie, Su Yun was a little impatient after listening to a few words, walked over and said, "Go down another 1 cm, and the needle is 15 degrees to the right."

Gao Shaojie was taken aback.

this location...

"Su Yun, when did you learn it?" Zheng Ren asked with a smile.

"Seeing that you and Fu Gui'er have been discussing for so many days, your ears are getting calluses. How stupid I am, I don't know how to do it!" Su Yun sneered, "It's just such a small thing, don't make it too complicated."

"..." For such a small matter, Gao Shaojie felt ashamed.

It's not a big deal.

"That's the position, Mr. Gao." Zheng Ren saw that the patient had been sent to the operating table, so he didn't let Gao Shaojie think, and said directly: "There may be deviations in the intraoperative images, and it needs to be combined with radiography. Well, in short, Teacher Gao, you will know if you try it."

Gao Shaojie respectfully complied.

He knows that it is better to stand on the operating table and do an example than to say ten thousand sentences below.

This is the first TIPS operation I performed with new diagnostic and surgical methods, which is of great significance.

After calming down, Gao Shaojie nodded slightly, and said to Su Yun, "Brother Yun, thank you."

"Thank me for what, the boss taught you the operation." Su Yun didn't appreciate it, sat down on the chair, took out his mobile phone and fiddled with it.

Gao Shaojie was not angry either, he smiled and called Zheng Ren to put on a lead suit and brush his hands.

The two stood on the operating table, and the lead door was slowly closed.

Professor Liu looked at Zheng Ren and Gao Shaojie with complicated eyes.

Feelings of envy and jealousy surged in my heart, and it was hard to control myself.

Professor Liu thinks that the person standing on the operating table is himself! It is the dream of many interventional surgeons to be able to learn new techniques of TIPS surgery.

However, he was not as lucky as Gao Shaojie.

Volunteering to follow suit? Professor Liu immediately rejected this idea.

Although I have a good relationship with Gao Shaojie, in the affiliated hospital of the Medical University, several professors leading the team fought hand-to-hand, and the fighting was no less brutal than a war-torn battlefield.

Go upstream, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

Gao Shaojie is hugging his thigh. If he brings it up, once Gao Shaojie denies it, he will never want to learn it again.

This is Gao Shaojie's resource, he must know the rules when doing things. Professor Liu just sighed, why didn't he have such good luck.

Thinking about it, he suddenly remembered that Mr. Zheng's assistant seemed to be in the operating room, and the mean assistant just now seemed to be sitting on the side.

Before, that person seemed to have mocked himself a few words.

But that's nothing compared to the new TIPS procedure.

He lowered his face, came to Su Yun with a smile, and asked, "Brother Yun, right?"

"What's the matter?" Su Yun lowered his head, playing with his mobile phone, as if he was chatting with someone on a chat software. The black hair in front of the forehead fluttered, exuding an air of arrogance.

Professor Liu was a little unhappy, which was too much.

I'm in my forties, isn't it enough to call a young man Brother Yun? He didn't even lift his head!

Do you really think that you can soar into the sky by hugging your thigh?

But it seems to be possible... When Gao Shaojie couldn't judge the location of the puncture point of the TIPS operation just now, it was this mean young man who said something casually and ended the discussion.

"Brother Yun, Mr. Zheng's TIPS operation is really good." Professor Liu began to test.

"I have something to talk about, I'm busy." Su Yun was not tactful at all, he was stiff, like a month-old steamed bun, thrown out, can hit a dog.

"..." Professor Liu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled wryly, "Brother Yun, I'm just curious. The new diagnosis and treatment methods of TIPS surgery were developed by Mr. Zheng...boss Zheng himself?"

"Yes." Su Yun replied as a matter of course: "The boss did his own research, and later Fu Guier...Professor Rudolf Wagner also participated. I just followed a few times, and only the idea was good. It was just a layer of window paper that was pierced. Nothing to say at all."

A layer of window paper! Professor Liu continued to grieve. It would be great if someone could pierce this layer of window paper for himself.

Um? wrong! Professor Rudolf Wagner? Is it a foreigner?

"Brother Yun, Professor Rudolph is..."

"Professor at Heidelberg University, huh? You don't know? Are you a doctor involved in intervention? Even the world's top professors in your field don't know?" Su Yun's words were still so sharp and merciless.

"..." Professor Liu really didn't want to talk to him anymore.

But the TIPS operation was like a seductive little slut, seducing him not far away, which made Professor Liu want to stop.

"Has the relevant article been published?" Professor Liu pretended to be concerned and asked, "This kind of scientific research must be published as soon as possible, otherwise it will be bad if someone preempts it."

"Isn't this a chat? If you don't talk to me, maybe the chat is over by now." Su Yun said: "New England Journal of Medicine, the latest issue."

"Uh..." Even for Professor Liu, the New England Journal of Medicine is a medical journal out of reach.

Scientific research alone is absolutely not enough.

Professor Liu knew the arrogant faces of those judges. The higher the impact factor of a journal, the colder the reviewers.

After all, is it a rare resource?

Generally, even if there are dry goods, they can still pass the selection of the judges, but they still have to queue up.

Three months are short, and the longest is more than half a year.

However, there are papers on TIPS surgery, which can be directly clipped in, it seems that they still have enough weight.

"Brother Yun, it seems that the judges are also knowledgeable. Teacher Zheng's technique can be recognized, congratulations." Professor Liu gave a dry laugh.

"Know the goods?" Su Yun snorted coldly, "They need to know the goods! If it wasn't for Fugui, I would take one..."

Su Yun felt that he had talked too much, looked up at Professor Liu, shook his head, and said, "I have a good relationship with the reviewer of The Lancet, and Fu Guier has a good relationship with the reviewer of New England Medicine. You don't even know , How hard it took me to reject the Lancet review."

"..." Professor Liu was stunned for a moment.

What Su Yun said is that the reviewers and journals are rushing to get this paper? Or are the two vying for it?

"I'm too lazy to deal with those reviewers in New England, all of them have eyes that grow to the back of their heads." Su Yun complained, "If it wasn't because Fuguier was the second author, it turned out that he had to rush to January 31st. Before the declaration, I must post the article to The Lancet."

Hiss...Professor Liu gasped.