Chapter 686 This Is the Gap

Mu Tao had a lot of dreams, dreaming that he was lying on the beach in Sanya, enjoying the warm sunshine. It's so warm, the sun dissipates the icy and cold aura from somewhere in the body, and it's extraordinarily comfortable.

Just as he was comfortably wanting to turn over and receive the sunlight on another face, the figure of Wu Haishi and Mr. Wu appeared in front of him.

With a book in his hand, Wu Lao turned his back to the sun and walked towards him.

Mu Tao was stunned for a moment, a little dazed, where is this place?

"Mu Tao, why are you still lying down? Did you give up?" Mr. Wu said seriously, just like when Mu Tao was admitted to graduate school many years ago, when he first met Mr. Wu.

This is not a dream, but Mu Tao thought in his sleep that he was not a dream, and then he rolled and crawled to his feet.

"You said you wanted to be the best interventional doctor, but you forgot so soon?" Elder Wu's voice was low and distant.

Like a morning bell and a twilight drum.

Mu Tao lowered his head in shame and looked at the book that Wu Lao was holding.

"The New England Journal of Medicine" is the journal that Mu Tao never forgets and publishes the new TIPS surgical procedure.

Mu Tao woke up suddenly, under the double pressure of "The New England Journal of Medicine" and Mr. Wu.

He seemed to jump from one space to another, and suddenly found himself in an unfamiliar operating room, sitting on a chair and falling asleep.

Isn't it in Mayo? He was still in a trance, but then he remembered that he had returned from the United States and was working on earthquake relief.

Through the lead glass, I saw the roving nurses in the operating room busy with their feet on the ground. A figure who would never forget in a dream stood in front of the film reader, holding his cheeks and watching the films.

Although he was wearing a sterile mask and even though he was wearing a sterile cap, Mu Tao still immediately saw who this person was.

Zheng Ren, Mr. Zheng, that little hospital chief from Haicheng, Northern Province!

It turned out to be a dream just now... it was really a dream...

Mu Tao gradually recalled the previous situation. He had performed many interventional embolization operations for severe pelvic fractures, but the number of injured people pulled from the front line only increased, not decreased.

No matter how anxious my heart is, the operation can't come soon.

And then... it seems that Zheng Ren also came. By the way, why did he come? Doesn't he have a Nobel Prize project at hand? How did you come to the front line?

Mu Tao continued to recall, sitting here by himself, watching Zheng Ren's surgery.

The same is true of interventional embolization for severe pelvic fractures. The condition of the injured is similar, but Zheng Ren's surgical technique surprised him.

No matter how tortuous the branch of the internal iliac artery is, no matter how thin the branch of the internal iliac artery is, the superselection is all successful at one time, and the technique does not show how delicate it is.

But in front of this simplest method, the operation is finished.

Mu Tao scolded himself in his heart, how could he be so unsatisfactory, and fell asleep at this time!

But no matter what he said, he was almost 40 years old. He was exhausted all the way, flying from one side of the earth to the other, and without even taking a hot bath, he rushed to the many node township hospitals on the front line to start surgery.

Wearing a lead coat, the continuous operation consumes too much energy.

Mu Tao didn't think about this, and did not self-examine, but looked inside the operating room, Zheng Ren began to disinfect, and the itinerant nurse "flyed" out.

The girl glanced at Mu Tao and didn't even have time to say hello. She called out, "Does Dr. Zheng need to call me?" Then he ran out of the operating room and went to check the sterile package that was shipped.

There are few people, heavy tasks, and everyone is busy.

Mu Tao knew, but he didn't move.

He crossed his hands together, leaned on his cheeks, looked at the screen in front of him, and outlined in his mind what he would do if he were on the operating table.

Femoral artery puncture, of course, no problem. Placing an arterial sheath is also a routine operation. Direct entry of the micro-guide wire, rather than the advanced conventional guide wire, is the approach with confidence.

Some doctors are not good enough. For the thicker blood vessels in front, they are used to using a thick guide wire, then the catheter enters, and then the micro guide wire is passed through the catheter.

I don't need a thick guide wire myself, well, this Mr. Zheng wouldn't use it even if he wanted to.

Then there is...

Just after the simulation reached the next step, Mu Tao's eyes lit up, and the image on the screen began to move.

uh...are you there? Mu Tao estimated that this piece of himself was dropped for at least 10-20 seconds.

The hand speed is so fast, so fast that it makes me feel unreal. Is it the reason of my youth?

Mu Tao found a reason for himself in his heart, but his eyes were fixed on the screen.

Sure enough, the micro-guide wire and micro-catheter were already in place, and no further operations were required, and the angiography started immediately after stepping on the wire.

The branches of the four internal iliac arteries were oozing blood, and the cloud of smoky contrast agent silently told Mu Tao this.

Let's start the super selection, Mu Tao's eyes did not blink, and he entered a state of meditation.

In front of him is the opponent of his life. And now, this is the first time I have seen the other's surgery, so I must see what his level is!

The micro-guide wire advanced inward, and a branch of the blood vessel at an angle of 70° did not block the advancement of the micro-guide wire at all.

Others can't see it, but Mu Tao can.

At the point where the blood vessels branch at an angle, there must be a movement of the unseen surgeon's wrist and fingers. Then the force is transmitted to the front end of the micro guide wire, so that when it passes through the branch of the blood vessel, it suddenly changes the angle to achieve the purpose of the surgeon.

The power is perfect, the angle is perfect, the movement is perfect.

Everything is perfect, and people who are just a little bit worse can't see that the microguide wire has ever had such an action.

Can you achieve it yourself?

I'm afraid it's enough...

The superselection ends quickly, and then the microcatheter enters and embolization begins. What surprised Mu Tao was that after the embolization was over, the surgeon did not confirm the angiography at all, but directly pulled out the micro-guide wire and micro-catheter for the next operation.

He is really confident. Mu Tao doesn't think that the practitioner is operating illegally. He knows that this is a way of being extremely confident in his own level.

If it is changed to a normal time and a normal location, the surgeon will most likely do an angiogram to confirm it.

But now, time is life.

If you are confident, this step can be omitted.

Mu Tao asked himself, would he do this?

No...because I don't confirm it, I really don't know whether the embolization was successful.

The process of embolization of the second blood vessel branch is the same. During the super selection process, the more difficult position is just a wrist and finger movement, and the force is transmitted to the micro guide wire. The almost 90° angle is extremely difficult. The branch of blood vessels is bypassed.

Mu Tao seemed to be watching a thriller, his eyes still did not blink, but a huge wave was set off in his heart.

The four blood vessels were embolized in a few minutes. The techniques... Except for the invisible movement, all of them were standard and ordinary techniques in textbooks. When viewed separately, there were no bright spots.

I looked at the time, 11 minutes.

This is the difference!