Back in 2002 as a doctor

Dozens of nanometer-level cell coats cannot be captured by the naked eye at all, no matter how sharp the eyes are, this has surpassed the limit of human beings.

however!

However! !

However! ! !

The old man, the operator standing in front of the operating table, moved the micro-guide wire to walk between the inner and outer membranes of the blood vessels, so smoothly, like a leisurely stroll.

What people saw gave them an idea—the microguide wire was walking on the cell coat, walking between the nanometer level.

A macroscopic human surgery was inadvertently brought into the microscopic level by the surgeon!

he……

Breaking through the shackles of macro technology, it simply brings surgery to the micro level.

How on earth did he do it!

Although it is just a conjecture, everyone thinks that this conjecture is true.

Even if there is no electron microscope, the cell coating structure of the vascular intima cannot be seen, but the micro-guide wire operated by the operator is so stable, and the artificially created vascular dissection is very smooth.

Smooth without any bumps or depressions at all.

Smooth as if without friction.

Smooth like a clear blue sky.

This is not surgery, this is a great legend written by a great artist using his own techniques in the human body!

The blood of the doctors who watched the operation was instantly ignited.

The limit of human operation, inexplicably, was pushed forward by the 80-year-old man, pushing it to a level that no one can reach in a lifetime.

Dr. Miyamoto watched the operator's operation in astonishment, and his mouth grew unconsciously.At this moment, he forgot the pain, even the existence of the body, and turned into a soul state to pass through the screen and float into the patient's blood vessels.

He vaguely "saw" the plasma membrane vesicles in the ultrastructure of endothelial cells rising continuously and hitting the micro guide wire.

The impact of countless plasma membrane vesicles cannot shake the "thick" micro guide wire.

Because in the distant outside body, there is a pair of hands that are constantly twisting the micro-guide wire, correcting the direction of the micro-guide wire as the force changes.

No matter how much impact it receives, the micro-guide wire still moves in a constant direction like light.

This is no longer a human operation, this is...

The laws of physics!

After Dr. Miyamoto realized this, he fell into a state of complete petrification.

The old man's surgical operation was really good, so good that Dr. Miyamoto felt powerless, so that he changed his career, stopped practicing surgery, and turned to do interventional surgery.

However, Dr. Miyamoto felt even more inexplicably desperate when the old man was undergoing interventional surgery.

He is like a god, showing his precise control of the laws of physics in front of everyone.

The micro-guide wire travels between the smooth muscle of the vascular intima and the vascular media, and the force of the microscopic tissue structure does not seem to have any effect on the micro-guide wire.

As the micro-guide wire moves forward, the blood containing the contrast agent in the blood vessel also rushes forward, is irradiated by X-rays to form an image, and is transformed by the DSA machine and appears on the screen.

When the position of the artificial artery dissection was 0.5 cm beyond the thrombus in the anterior descending artery, the advancement of the microguide wire finally stopped.

A balloon is then put in to expand the newly created "lumen".

Everyone here is well aware of how thick the blood vessels of the anterior descending artery are.

Expansion of the dissection between the inner and outer membranes, and a little carelessness is the rupture of the anterior descending artery.

But now no one questioned the old man who was operating the balloon at the operator's position.

Just now he completely convinced everyone with his microcosmic operations.

The operation he performed just now is no longer an operation, but a god showing miracles to mortals.

A new lumen has appeared, it's just a balloon expansion, can he fail?

Absolutely impossible!

he.

But God!

Just like people's perception, the balloon gently expands the lumen to a certain extent and then terminates.A drug-eluting stent of appropriate size is then inserted into the newly created lumen out of thin air.

At this moment, even Dr. Miyamoto no longer prayed for the failure of the operation.

In his view, it was not a human being who was being operated on, but an incarnation of a god.

This kind of operation is simply not something that humans can do!The one who is doing the surgery is definitely a god!

is God!

is God! !

is God! ! !

Dr. Miyamoto did not dare to slander, nor did he dare to show any disrespect to God.

He has completely knelt down deep in his heart, and is worshiping all the previous operations of the surgeon.

It's just worship, neither Dr. Miyamoto nor other doctors have the idea of ​​trying it.

That is a miracle, how could it be imitated by ordinary people.

If this idea is moved, maybe the next second will be flooded, and the gods will be angry and destroy the whole world.

The drug-eluting stent is inserted, the right length, and then slowly opened.

With the expansion of the drug-eluting stent, the original lumen is compressed, and the thrombus in the lumen gradually merges with the original lumen like a stone.

Although the new lumen appears slightly narrow at the place where the thrombus originally existed, it is a brand new lumen, a product created by the Creator out of thin air!

Creation out of thin air! ! !

This is a miracle!

Everyone watched this scene silently, their hearts were blank.

Chapter 0865 one dares to do, one dares to let go

Witnessing the Creator's genesis-like operation, some doctors crossed their hands devoutly like praying and put them on the lower jaw; The face is sacred, as if bathed in holy light.

And Dr. Miyamoto didn't know when he knelt on the ground, staring at the screen in a daze.

The original fatal hemangioma of the anterior descending coronary artery has disappeared, replaced by a section of "anterior descending artery" born out of thin air.

The brand-new blood vessels are supported by drug-eluting stents, which crush the parts that were originally blocked by thrombus, like a bridge across the sea.

The black liquid representing blood was surging. After seeing this scene, a wave of vitality appeared in people's hearts.

This is life, this is the new life that the Creator gave to that being!

It was denied and denied before the operation, and things that were considered absolutely impossible to happen appeared in front of me like this.

The meeting room was quieter than before the operation. It seemed that even the breathing and heartbeat had stopped, and the people in the room turned into stone puppets in seconds.

……

in the operating room.

Huang Lao, who had completed the hell-level difficulty operation, was a little tired. His body was no longer as strong and resistant as it was decades ago.

The operation looks simple, but in fact it is extremely difficult. Most of the energy has been dissipated out of thin air, and the god has become a mortal.

"Boss, awesome!" Zhou Congwen praised.

"Have you learned it?" Huang Lao asked.

"Almost, I can give it a try." Zhou Congwen said seriously, "I will do the artificial dissection of the circumflex branch. If I can't remove it, you can rest for 10 minutes before taking over."

Deng Ming stood behind his boss and Zhou Congwen in a lead suit, feeling a little dazed.

The boss's operation is god-level and cannot be copied.

What else can you do besides worship?

But Zhou Congwen... said he wanted to try the next blood vessel.

"it is good."

Just when Deng Ming was puzzled, Mr. Huang didn't hesitate at all. With his hands raised in front of his chest, he turned around and back to back with Zhou Congwen.

Swap positions of operator and assistant.

Deng Ming felt a little helpless. The boss spoiled Zhou Congwen too much. Is this the benefit of the junior brother?

Usually the youngest child in the family is the most favored, but the boss pampers Zhou Congwen a bit too much.

You must know that the operation of artificial interlayer is so difficult that Deng Ming sees it as a headache.

After 912 had dsa machines, the boss has done a total of 82 such operations, and Deng Ming participated in the whole process.But Deng Ming never wanted to do this kind of operation, because he knew very well that he couldn't do it.

The wall of the coronary artery is very thin, and a dissection was pierced through the microguide wire, and then the stent was inserted after the balloon was expanded... Deng Ming was sure that he failed once and for all.

He is not afraid of failure, but failure means the death of the patient.

The disappearance of a life and the disappearance of his audience, this is the pressure that Deng Ming cannot bear.

Zhou Congwen wanted to try it just after reading it, this kid is too courageous!

If Deng Ming knew Zhou Congwen's level very well before, he would have kicked Zhou Congwen's ass and told him that it was another dimension of surgery, the boss's exclusive God's operation, and you, a human being, will do it honestly. Is thoracoscopy good?

But the two have switched positions, one dares to do it, the other dares to let it go.

The figures of my boss and Zhou Congwen were in a trance for a while, and in Deng Ming's eyes, they seemed to merge into one and become two people again.

For a split second, Deng Ming couldn't tell whether it was the boss or Zhou Congwen who was standing in the position of the practitioner.

……

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In the meeting room, there were voices of astonishment and surprise one after another.

They also saw the operator and assistant switch places.

"What is Dr. Huang going to do?"

"Could it be that he wants his assistant to do artificial dissection as well?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

It is enough to see this kind of god-like operation once, and it is enough for the world to worship one person in the whole world who can occasionally touch the realm of gods.

If one day saw two people complete this kind of operation "easily", everyone would go crazy.

"Dr. Huang must be tired. The operation looks easy, but it consumes too much energy." Someone speculated, "The next operation is not so difficult. Dr. Huang must guide the operation on the operating table."

"Yes, he is 80 years old after all."

"It's really unbelievable. It would be great if I could take care of myself by the age of 80. How dare I think of wearing a lead suit to perform magical operations."

Dr. Miyamoto knelt on the ground, staring at the screen in a daze.

At the annual meeting a few months ago, he used the same posture to watch Huang Lao complete the classic crush operation which was modified into DK-crush operation.

But at that time, Dr. Miyamoto's worship carried the hypocrisy unique to his tribe.

But now Dr. Miyamoto's mind was blank, his whole body was weak, and he didn't even notice that the surgeon and the assistant exchanged positions.

The operation just completed by Dr. Huang is enough to crush the mind of any hostile opponent.

Dr. Miyamoto felt a little rejoiced - his surgical mistakes were gently erased by Dr. Huang, and everything returned to normal, and the blood supply to the heart was restored by the anterior descending branch.

But Dr. Miyamoto's heart is more of an indescribable bitterness and helplessness.

He knew more than ten years ago that he could not climb that mountain, so he changed his path.

But that mountain seems to be able to walk, looking for trouble for itself.

Dr. Huang appeared in front of him again, silently telling everyone with the shocking artificial artery dissection operation that in the field of cardiothoracic surgery, and even in the field of cardiac intervention, he is the only god!

Tens of thousands of years can be counted at the flick of a finger, and Dr. Miyamoto's thinking plane spread out in just a few minutes, empathizing with what he would do if he was a surgeon.

But no matter how hypothesized, Dr. Miyamoto found that he could not complete the operation at all.