Soon, the operation was over.

More than a dozen small thrombs were successfully removed and re-imaging, and there was no residual thrombus in the patient's superior mesenteric vein, and the blood returned smoothly, and the operation was completed.

The whole operation was done cleanly, as if it were supposed to be as simple as it should be.

The difficulty of this is only understood by the doctors who watched the recording of the operation in the 912 vascular department. And the higher the level, the more difficult it is to experience.

Mao Zhi watched quietly, even though the recording of the operation had ended, he was still looking at the final imaging picture, speechless for a long time.

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……

Zheng Ren didn't send the patient, Mr. Wang took the nurse and sent the patient to the ICU all the way. When the patient's family asked, Mr. Wang didn't know how to answer.

The patient's vital signs were stable and seemed to be good, so Mr. Wang wanted to call Zheng Ren and ask him to explain the operation to the patient's family.

Boss Zheng? Forget it, let's ask Su Tianci about the goods. Director Mao estimated that after watching the recording of the operation, he can always call now.

After hesitating for a moment, Mr. Wang did not choose to call, but left a message to Mr. Su on WeChat, asking him how the operation was.

In an instant, the call came back.

The voice echoed somewhat, presumably in the hallway.

"Mr. Wang, has Boss Zheng done any other surgeries in Haicheng?" asked Mr. Su.

"Hmm...... Tomorrow morning, it seems that I will have an interventional embolization of liver cancer. Mr. Wang said: "Then I will go to the provincial hospital." The two professors of the provincial academy knew the news of Boss Zheng's return, and they came this morning, so they had to take Boss Zheng there. ”

"Ugh. ”

"God, Boss Zheng's surgery is good. Mr. Wang asked, "Well, you tell me about the operation process, so that I can explain the condition to the patient's family." ”

"Okay, why are you embarrassed to say such a thing!" the echo on the other side of the phone was a little louder, "the operation is done...... Let's put it this way, I feel ......."

As he spoke, his voice was much lowered, as if he was holding the microphone with his hand.

"Director Mao's surgery, is it good?"

"Of course. Mr. Wang took a look, Director Mao's surgery must be first-class in the country. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is even one of the few in the field of vascular surgery.

"I feel that Boss Zheng's surgery is a notch stronger than the director's surgery. ”

“……”

"This is the best surgery I've ever seen, and it's a good thing that you've been miserable. Su Tianci complained: "I can't go back, Director Mao is still organizing learning." ”

The two talked for a while, and Mr. Wang completely forgot his purpose of looking for Mr. Su. It wasn't until he hung up the phone that he remembered that he was going to ask about the procedure.

Forget it, let's ask Boss Zheng. The operation was done well, and he was already kneeling when he met the little patient with P-J syndrome in 912. It's just two more kneeling, what's there to be embarrassed about?

After leaving the ICU, the patient's family gathered around.

One of the people who gave Mr. Wang a red envelope asked worriedly: "Mr. Wang, a doctor just said that the operation was very successful and there was no surgery, but the blood clots in it were taken out." ”

Oh, it turns out that Boss Zheng has finished explaining, it's really worry-free, Mr. Wang thought.

"He also showed us the blood clot, Mr. Wang, is that true?" the patient's family asked.

"Definitely. Mr. Wang said: "The operation went very smoothly, I told you that Boss Zheng's level is quite high, otherwise he would not have been directly transferred to 912." ”

"Your surgery is really good, I see a blood clot, it's black, it looks like a bug. The patient's family members were tendoned, as if they hadn't heard Mr. Wang's words, and praised his operation in a nagging voice.

Mr. Wang is also very helpless, many people are like this, and they don't listen carefully to what they are saying at all. Whatever comes to their minds, it's what they want. No matter how many times you communicate, it's useless.

"This, you have taken it. Wang Liang took out a deposit ticket from the pocket of the isolation gown and handed it to the patient's family, "You can keep this." You said that you didn't do the surgery, give me a red envelope, isn't it a joke? ”

The family members of the "......" patients were silent, staring at each other wide-eyed.

"Hurry up. Mr. Wang stuffed the deposit ticket into the patient's family and said, "The deposit ticket is missing, and I can't be discharged." Go back and thank Boss Zheng, people rushed back from the imperial capital, they were eating, and they were brought in for surgery, which was not easy. ”

"Imperial Capital?"

"Didn't I tell you, don't look at Boss Zheng's youth, he has already served as a visiting professor in the world's No. 1 hospital. None of the hospitals in the imperial capital are in the top ten, so you can understand. ”

After saying this, even Wang Liang himself was stunned.

MD, less than thirty, is it a myth to be a visiting professor at the Mayo Clinic?

But which one is not a well-known power that can change the course of human history?

Newton is far away, Qian Xuesen Qian Lao, at the age of 35, became a tenured professor at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MT). Belch...... Thinking of this, Wang Liang let out a sigh of relief. It turns out that Boss Zheng is not too demonic, and Qian Lao is better than him......

Thinking of this, Wang Liang burst into tears.

In my heart, Boss Zheng and Qian Lao are already at the same level? What are you thinking?

However, there is no need to say these words to the patient's family, and they will not understand them. Wang Liang told the patient's family about the patient's condition and his prediction of the condition, reassuring them, and then hurriedly went back to the operating room to change clothes.

Boss Zheng doesn't know if he is leaving, if he doesn't leave, ask him about surgery and diagnosis.

Wang Liang is actually more interested in diagnosis, but he also knows that Boss Zheng watches the film well, even if he learns imaging from scratch, I am afraid that it will not reach Boss Zheng's current level in ten or eight years.

Of course, this is just his own estimate.

If he really changed his career to study video, he would find that he still couldn't see a shadow in ten or eight years.

However, Wang Liang always had an idea in his heart to catch up with Boss Zheng. Whether you can catch up or not, it's always good to have a goal.

It's just that he also knows that he seems to be getting farther and farther away from Boss Zheng, and his level difference has not been pulled in because of his own efforts.

Back in the emergency ward, Mr. Wang saw Zheng Ren chatting with his mobile phone.

"Boss Zheng, you can also chat. ”

"Uh, don't you use WeChat? Instant messenger, it's very easy to use. Now it is also very convenient to scan the code to pay for things. Mr. Wang, you can't be eliminated by the times. Zheng Rendao.

The two of them seemed to be talking about two things, and Mr. Wang was speechless and silent, not knowing what to say.