The Surgeon's Studio

As she led elder Shen upstairs, Peng Jia felt a chill run down her spine.

It was true that boss Zheng had won the Nobel Prize. However, he had won the Nobel Prize for interventional surgeries, and his live surgery livestreaming was usually focused on general surgery and cardiothoracic surgery. In Peng Jia's memory, he had never performed any neurosurgery or orthopedic surgery.

"This time, we've attracted a God. Let's see how this ends," Peng Jia complained in her heart.

With elder Shen's academic status, a casual word from him could cause a moderate-sized earthquake. No matter how young and impetuous boss Zheng was, if the two of them fought in the air, the one who would be injured in the end would definitely be the Xinglin garden.

Peng Jia kept complaining, but he managed to control his expression and didn't show any abnormal emotions.

"Elder Shen, boss Zheng is a doctor in the General Surgery Department, but he later changed his profession to do interventional surgeries. He's really not good at orthopedic surgery. If there's anything you can't do well, you have to remind me. " Even though Peng Jia was complaining, he and old Shen had to be mentally prepared and help boss Zheng say some gentle words.

"Boss Zheng, are you not good at orthopedic surgery? Who did you hear that from?" Even though academician Shen's legs were a little weak, he was still full of energy and reacted very quickly. He immediately caught the 'flaw' in Peng Jia's words and asked directly.

"Uh ..."

"A few months ago, boss Zheng performed a secondary hip replacement surgery in Southeast Asia. Did you know that?" Supervisor yang asked.

Peng Jia was stunned. A hip replacement surgery in Southeast Asia? He was just a manager. Why would boss Zheng report this to him?

"Little Peng, you guys didn't do your job well. I have to criticize you." "Because this surgery was quite successful, professor keanta recommended Mr. Zheng to be a tenured professor at Johns Hopkins Hospital," said Mr. Shen with a smile."You should know that."

Peng Jia was a little ashamed.

He should know, but boss Zheng had to be willing to tell him, right?

However, on second thought, Peng Jia's curiosity was piqued.

"Old Shen, boss Zheng is busy with the Nobel Prize project, so I don't know much. Did he have a hip replacement surgery in Nanyang?"

"Well, I don't know the specific reason, but Dr. Keenta from Johns Hopkins Hospital is very impressed with boss Zheng's orthopedic surgery skills and recommended him to be a tenured professor."

As she spoke, the elevator Bell rang and they walked down.

Peng Jia invited elder Shen into the meeting room.

The few doctors who had arrived first were chatting while waiting for the live broadcast of the surgery to start. The moment old Shen walked in, a few directors stood up immediately.

"Old Shen, why are you here?"

"Old Shen, you're really in good health. Please sit down here."

Although the old man was kind, his aura was still quite strong. What was this? This was the status of the pugilistic world.

Elder Shen didn't know these directors. He smiled and gestured with his right hand."Sit down, sit down and talk. Don't stand on ceremony."

Peng Jia felt that the directors were looking at her in a strange way when she stood next to Mr. Shen.

Was this considered a dog taking advantage of its master's power? Peng Jia mocked herself in her heart.

After he prepared water for the old man and the Department directors, the live broadcast of the surgery started quietly.

Old Shen's eyes narrowed the moment he saw the screen full of three creeps.

"Boss Zheng is really generous!" Old Shen smiled and said,"tumor surgery is carried out under the guidance of the outpost. It's to avoid side injuries as much as possible and to achieve precise treatment. This idea is correct."

Seeing that elder Shen was full of praise for boss Zheng, Peng Jia's anxious heart eased a little. 'As long as she's not here to pick a bone,' he thought.

As the surgery began, the meeting room fell silent. There was a sense of solemness in the silence. Peng Jia's attention was not on the live broadcast of the surgery. Instead, she was observing the changes in the expressions of the Department directors.

This was a skill that Peng Jia had been training for a long time. He could tell whether the surgery was done well by observing the expression of the Department Director who was invited to watch the live broadcast.

Boss Zheng's general surgery, including the operation of his thyroid gland, would definitely not be a problem. With professor Charles from Maio clinic's approval, Peng Jia wasn't worried about this at all.

He was not worried about the surgeries in the Department of Vascular Surgery. He had done many live broadcasts of cardiac surgery, and boss Zheng's surgery was very stable. Until now, Peng Jia still remembered the legendary operation where boss Zheng had removed a 12-centimeter blood clot. Unfortunately, it was not a live broadcast of the operation.

The most important thing that worried Peng Jia the most was orthopedic surgery. During the process of removing the fourth cervical spine, the patient could be paralyzed in a high position if they were not careful.

Peng Jia sighed in her heart. Academician Shen had said that boss Zheng's orthopedic surgery was good, and he had even been recognized by Dr. Keenta from Johns Hopkins Hospital. However, Peng Jia was still very worried. After all, she had never seen boss Zheng's orthopedic surgery with her own eyes.

Old Shen's words could not be doubted, but they could not be completely believed either.

In one hour and forty-five minutes, the enlarged cervical vertebrae, the external carotid artery resection, and the artificial blood vessel replacement were completed. The live broadcast was suspended, and the doctors in the operating theater began to change their positions. At this moment, old Shen's waist slightly left the back of his seat. He sat up straight and no longer looked like an old man.

Although the orthopedic surgery had not started yet, he was obviously starting to get nervous and excited.

Peng Jia felt a little strange. 'Isn't it just watching the operating table? what's he doing?'

He was a little cautious, and his body was slightly tilted to old Shen's side, about 5°. His main focus was on the live broadcast of the surgery, and he could also observe old Shen's expression at the same time.

About ten minutes later, the live stream of the surgery appeared. Little Rock had already changed to a prone position, so Zheng Ren chose to enter from the back.

Old Shen squinted his eyes and placed his hands on his legs, like a student in military training. Peng Jia was worried that he would be tired from maintaining this sitting position. What if he felt uncomfortable?

Very soon, the surgery began.

The interventional surgeon on the operating table was very skilled. He found the artery that supplied blood to the fourth cervical vertebrae and started to use a high-pressure syringe to focus on the scan agent.

"We still haven't managed to train an interventional surgeon with good skills. You have to work hard on this." Old Shen looked at the live broadcast and said seriously.

Peng Jia was a little confused. Just as she was about to subconsciously agree, she heard professor yang sigh and say,"Teacher, there are really very few interventional cardiology doctors. None of the successful interventional cardiology doctors would be willing to only perform angiography here. If we look for other departments to cooperate with us ... You also know that it will be very difficult. "

"It's of great significance. If there's no one else, find a few PhDs and throw them into the Department of interventional services for a year. If you can really do it, I'll take the place to stay in the hospital. " Elder Shen said,"look at boss Zheng's surgery. Just by intervening to explore the surgical path, the blood loss will be reduced by about 2000 ml."