The Surgeon's Studio

Tang Xiu felt that he was as annoying as a fly. She waved her hand, wanting to drive him away.

Wei Feng did not explain further. He stood calmly at the entrance of the ward and observed everything that had happened. He took out his phone from time to time to refresh the official Nobel Prize website.

Once the website made the most authoritative announcement, he would definitely rush up immediately and ask that hypocrite what he was thinking!

Wei Feng laughed coldly.

A fake is a fake. No matter how realistic it is, it is still fake. It can not be real!

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Zheng Ren frowned as he looked at the scan. He did not need to communicate with the patient's authorized personnel. He needed to complete an extremely difficult surgery.

Cardiac surgery was difficult to begin with, and since it was a second surgery, there was no longer any normal physiological anatomical structure. The local adhesion formation was very serious, and everything had to be adapted to the situation.

Moreover, the patient's valve had been infected for a long time. The abscess had already penetrated deep into the left roof and the walls of the heart, making it even more difficult.

Even after training in the system's operating theater and performing dozens of surgeries, the success rate was only about 80%.

No matter how meticulous it was, there would always be one problem or another in the end. This was especially true when separating the location where the abscess had invaded the aortic wall. If one was not careful, it could lead to an aortic rupture and bleeding.

Because it was too close to the left room, the stent could not be completely blocked. Gao Shaojie's idea could only be used as a temporary first aid. If the area of the rupture was too large, even if it was sutured, the patient's heart would beat again and the bleeding would lead to death.

"If only I could complete the Nobel Prize mission." Zheng Ren looked at the system mission helplessly. He looked at the mission reward and felt a little longing.

As for the 99% progress bar, it was still as stable as a rock. The last bit of progress did not move at all, so why was it so difficult for it to move? Zheng Ren cursed in his heart.

However, if the surgery was not performed, the superfluous tissues on the patient's aortic valve would soon fall off, and embolism would occur in the brain and other important organs 'vascular network.

Zheng Ren had already confirmed this during his surgery training.

Not only did the surgery have to be done, but it had to be done immediately. Once the overgrown part fell off, even if the girl survived, she would have to spend the rest of her life paralyzed.

Fortunately, the fourth stage of the 'make a name for yourself' mission had given Zheng Ren a lot of surgery training time, so he did not have to worry about anything after training in the system's operating theater.

However, his master level cardiothoracic surgery skills were still not enough. Zheng Ren realized that no matter how many times he performed it, there was a certain probability that there would be a problem when removing the aortic abscess.

'I can only pin my hopes on my luck,' Zheng Ren thought helplessly.

"Boss, the patient is on the stage." Su Yun put down her phone and said to Zheng Ren.

"Let's go,"he said. Zheng Ren took the film from the film reader, put it into a film bag, and strode out with the film bag.

When he passed by the lawyer from Xing Lin garden, he asked,""Have you all signed?"

"The client still has his doubts. We're still explaining." The lawyer of Xing Lin garden was explaining to the middle-aged woman, and he said helplessly.

Zheng Ren nodded."You've already signed the pre-surgery forms."

"I've signed it. " Su Yun said.

This middle-aged woman was the lady boss of the store where the patient was. She was quite responsible, and Zheng Ren was very impressed with her. When he was in Haicheng, he had experienced many cases where a group of relatives and friends sent patients to the hospital, but all of them disappeared when it came to signing the papers for the surgery.

The conditions of those patients could not be compared to this patient who had been replaced twice, but the boss of the store where the patient worked did not hesitate to sign the papers. It could not be denied that people were different.

It was reasonable for her to hesitate about the live broadcast of the surgery, but Zheng Ren did not mind.

"Boss, did you get the call?" Su Yun asked.

Zheng Ren shook his head.

Su Yun lowered his head and sighed softly. The black hair on his forehead swayed weakly. She couldn't understand why she hadn't picked up the call.

Based on all the predictions she had made, Su Yun felt that the chances of winning this time were quite high. However, the truth was the truth. There was no news at all, so the chances were very low.

However, even if he could not win the Nobel Prize, he still had to perform the surgery.

There was no need to think about other things. Even if the operation failed, he still had the funds that he had always prepared in his hands. He could completely compensate the patient and resolve a major medical dispute without a trace.

Thinking of this, Su Yun helplessly smiled.

To perform surgery, especially this kind of surgery where life and death were uncertain, and the medical group had to prepare funds to deal with the consequences of the failure of the surgery was as absurd as it could be.

However, if they did not try to perform surgery, the patient would die without a doubt.

Forget it. Humans always had to bow their heads in front of life. He was powerless to change the world, so all he had to do was to complete the small tasks at hand.

However, the Nobel Prize ... What a pity. The next time I meet Kree, I'll definitely give him a good scolding, Su Yun thought.

As she ran to the operating room, Su Yun took out her phone. A few people had already left him messages, saying that the winners of some awards had been confirmed.

The boss still hadn't received a call, so the possibility of winning the Nobel Prize was close to zero.

The group arrived at the operating theater, changed their clothes at the fastest speed, and entered the hybrid operating theater.

"How are the preparations?" Zheng Ren asked.

In the song of good luck, old he was checking the cardiopulmonary bypass machine. He turned around and nodded slightly.

"Let's brush our hands and start the show!" Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.

The generous professor Chen looked at Zhao Yunlong. Zhao Yunlong said,""I'll go. "

He quickly followed behind Zheng Ren and ran to wash his hands.

Xie Yiren was already standing in front of the operating table, and she started to tap on the instruments with the circulating nurse. In order to save a life, everyone was busy but orderly.

The phone in her hand rang, and Su Yun was stunned. It was his own phone. He hated the Nobel Prize for calling to inform him of this. He had been looking forward to phone calls these few days, so much so that he had some allergic symptoms.

What era was this? couldn't he just send an email? He had to make a call! That group of old-fashioned people!

Tradition, this was a bullsh * t tradition. They didn't know how to keep up with the times.

Su Yun nagged in her heart as she answered the call.

"The client agreed?"

"If she wants to see it, she can. It's okay. The lawyer has an account number, right?"

"Alright, get little Hu to hurry up and come up. The boss is preparing to open the channel."

After saying that, Su Yun hung up the phone and placed it on the console. She then glanced at Lin Ge.

Lin Ge nodded nervously, indicating that he understood. Su Yun heaved a long sigh of relief and turned around to wash her hands.

The patient was placed in a reclining position. Zhao Yunlong began disinfecting and laid out the first layer of sterile sheets. Zheng Ren immediately put on his clothes and laid out the second layer of sterile sheets.

The situation was urgent, so it was best to save as much time as possible.

After laying out the sheet, Zheng Ren stood in the position of the Sorcerer, while Su Yun stood in the position of the first assistant. Zhao Yunlong acted as the second assistant, while Hu Yanhui put on the live broadcast glasses for Zheng Ren. After adjusting the glasses, she stuck out her thumb to cheer Zheng Ren on.

The airtight lead door slowly closed, and the surgery began.