The Surgeon's Studio

So it was like this.

The professor's question was also Wu hang's question. Boss Zheng had been working in the pathology Department for a long time, but he felt that it was unnecessary.

It turned out that this place was only used as a laboratory. What boss Zheng really wanted to do was to take a pathological tissue biopsy from the CT room and do a test on the spot?

Was it considered as freezing? Wu hang wasn't sure of Zheng Ren's true motive.

Director Chi's microscope was a teaching microscope. It was of a very high grade and had three lenses.

In other words, when Department Director Chi was observing the pathological tissue, there were two people next to him who could see the field of vision he saw.

If Department Director Chi was suddenly interested, he might have explained it to her.

This was the advantage of a multi - headed microscope.

Wu hang was also curious. He wanted to see how good boss Zheng's pathological skills were, as he had been recommended by the Nobel Prize in Medicine. That was why he had arranged for the director's machine at the risk of being kicked to the freezing group and waiting for the freezing to happen.

He even thought that no matter how high a clinician's level was, they would not be better than him.

If he could give boss Zheng some advice, and if boss Zheng won the Nobel Prize decades later, he could spittle and tell people that he was the one who taught boss Zheng's pathology!

Although they were all bragging, as long as there was something practical, he wouldn't feel too guilty.

He was a little selfish.

Seeing Zheng Ren sit down, Wu hang began to examine the tissue. He also went to another microscope and began to observe Zheng Ren's movements.

Professor Rudolf Wagner did not know much about pathology, but he was also curious about what his boss was doing. He occupied the third microscope.

The messy cell tissue under the microscope was incomprehensible to professor Rudolph Wagner, who didn't know much about Cell Biology.

He could only see the camera constantly moving.

To Wu hang, it was a different world.

Due to the opaque material and the lack of post - processing, he could barely see the characteristics of some of the cell tissues. Even though he knew that this was liver cancer tissue, he could only use the reverse - deduction method to barely determine that some cells "might" be liver cancer cells.

The camera stopped, and a faint light appeared in the field of vision. The fluid in the tissue gaps fluctuated slightly, like a naughty child stirring a pool of spring water with a branch.

What was boss Zheng doing? Wu hang's head was filled with question marks.

The cells were very small. Was he going to take the cells? What type of tweezer or forceps should I use?

Clinical microsurgeries were only on the millimeter scale, and there was a world of difference between the diameter of a millimeter and the diameter of a cell on the micrometer scale.

One millimeter was equivalent to 1000 microns. Not many people in the clinical world could perform microsurgeries on the millimeter scale perfectly, let alone microsurgeries on the micrometer scale.

It was impossible to extract the cells directly.

"Wu hang!" A furious voice roared.

Wu hang was looking at the ray of light and thinking about what boss Zheng was going to do. He didn't realize that it was the voice he was most afraid of.

The light stirred the liquid in the tissue gaps. As another light appeared, the liquid in the tissue gaps trembled slightly, and the force of the interaction between the light and the cells appeared.

A cell was steadily removed from the pathological tissue with the light and the gentle movement of Zheng Ren's finger.

What the ... There's such a godly operation?

What did boss Zheng use? How could he take out the cell tissue?

Countless question marks and exclamation marks interweaved in Wu hang's consciousness, and he was inexplicably surprised. While he was still in shock, he felt a pain in his right ear.

The sharp pain woke him up.

A little old man grabbed Wu hang's ear, his face full of anger.

"Director Chi, director Chi, you ..."

"Wu hang! Who allowed you to touch my machine!" Director Chi asked angrily.

"Glass slide, fixation liquid, and cover glass." Zheng Ren did not seem to notice that someone had come. He was focused on operating the surgical forceps to extract the case cells as he spoke.

"Who are you?" Director Chi saw the man. He looked familiar, but he was very young and looked like a graduate student.

"Director, it's boss Zheng from the Department of interventional services. He's the Nobel Prize winner." Wu hang quickly explained and even directly used the Nobel Prize as his shield, trying to resolve director Chi's anger.

Boss Zheng? Department of interventional services?

"What are you doing in the pathology Department?" Director Chi asked. He took a closer look at the machine and saw that an additional piece was attached to his precious microscope. His heart burned with anger.

"Director, director, look! Boss Zheng used some unknown object to take out a pathological cell. " Wu hang quickly explained.

"Impossible." Director Chi directly denied Wu hang's statement. He released his hand and the huge head was finally free."The equipment used in clinical medicine is all millimeter - sized, at most 0.1 millimeter - sized. There's no way to extract μ m - sized cells."

"I just saw it."

Zheng Ren was operating the light forceps. When he saw that the microscope slide was not brought over and heard someone talking, he left the microscope and looked up.

"Boss Zheng, this is our director Chi." Wu hang immediately introduced.

"Hello, director Chi." Zheng Ren gave a standard fake smile and said,""Microscope slide."

Wu hang glanced at director Chi. Seeing that he didn't say anything, he quickly took a glass slide and put it on the shelf.

"Do you need to deal with it?"

"I do, but I can do it myself." Zheng Ren laughed, then lowered his head to continue operating.

"Chief, please take a look." Although Wu hang was reluctant to leave, he had no choice but to give up his position to director Chi.

Didn't he say that he was going to the bank to handle some business today? why did he rush back?

Wu hang cursed his bad luck in his heart. When he recalled the scene he had just seen, his heart felt like it was being scratched by a kitten. It was extremely itchy.

Director Chi sat down doubtfully. He first carefully observed the pendant and saw that it didn't damage his precious microscope. Then, he glared at Wu hang and began to observe through the microscope.

After 23 ", director Chi's body froze.

After 1 ′ 02 ", his hand tightly held the base of his precious microscope, and the joints made a crackling sound, like a piece of dead wood being eroded by termites, about to break at any time and turn into dust.

3 ′ 13 ". Department Director Chi was already quietly watching Zheng Ren extract the pathological cells from the living body. He was entranced.

22 ' 23 ". Zheng Ren finally raised his head and moved his neck.

"Boss Zheng, are you done?" Wu hang asked.

"Yes." Zheng Ren said,"we're done collecting materials. Next, we'll just observe it under the microscope."

Wu hang glanced at director Chi and saw that his eyes were glued to the microscope lens as if his whole body was going to go in.

What kind of situation was this?

"Boss, what are you doing? After looking at it for a long time, I'm starting to get annoyed. " Professor Rudolf Wagner said with a bitter expression.

"You might not be able to handle the microsurgery because your vestige nerve can't stand it. Stop looking, it has nothing to do with intervention. " Zheng Ren said with a smile.