Su Yun didn't see the surgery at all, but was talking to Dr. Smith about the TIPS surgery teaching.

And Dr. Smith was absent-minded, his eyes always glued to this screen.

Su Yun didn't understand.

In his opinion, Zheng Ren's surgery was indeed good, but it was like that. If it weren't for the fact that he was not interested in interventional surgery, he would have just been divided...... A year or two.

It is also the popularization of TIPS surgery that is more important to win the Nobel Prize.

However, a minute later, the screen in the operator room lit up for less than 10 seconds, and Dr. Smith couldn't take his eyes off the screen as soon as he accidentally saw it.

He forgot that he was discussing the TIPS surgery with Su Yun, and Huo stood up suddenly, his paper-like upper body crumbling and almost folding.

Striding in front of the screen, he was silent.

Su Yun felt strange that Zheng Ren's surgery was done well, but it would not surprise the big bull at the Mayo Medical Center.

For Dr. Smith, Su Yun has an understanding.

Because of the TIPS surgical project, one of the aspects of the review is that people from interventional disciplines need to evaluate and recommend.

Of course, just a few of the world's top interventional scientists, including Dr. Smith.

His level is even a little higher than that of Professor Rudolf Wagner.

What's wrong?" Su Yun stood up in confusion and looked at the screen.

The microcatheter is coming in, as if the crooked arterioles don't exist at all.

The level is good, Su Yun thought in his heart.

The level is higher than that shown in 912, and this product also knows how to hide secrets, Su Yun was not unhappy in his heart, but a little relieved.

Teaching others to do TIPS surgery by hand may face the fate of the master who taught the apprentice to starve to death.

This matter was discussed by Su Yun and Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren's point of view is that no matter how high the level of others is, they can only reach Su Yun's level, and it is not a big deal.

Su Yun was angry, but he couldn't refute it. While boasting about himself, he lifted Zheng Ren higher, Su Yun thought that this was a means of pretending to be forced.

Look now...... That's really the case.

Where is the limit of this product? Su Yun was also in a trance. But then he smiled. The technique shown now should be Zheng Ren's limit.

This was forced out by the Mayo Clinic, and occasionally had a flash of inspiration.

His guess was right, but he casually glanced at it twice and fell silent.

The microcatheter controlled by Zheng Ren stopped in a strange position, where it did not move forward or backward, and it looked particularly ridiculous.

And it was here that the professor began to inject embolics into it.

Why? Su Yun began to construct the three-dimensional structure of the patient's liver based on the images. The brain was running frantically, and the black hair on his forehead was pressed by the sterile cap, which could not help dissipate heat, and Su Yun felt a little distressed.

I don't know how long it took for Su Yun to have a glimmer of realization in his heart.

There is the most appropriate point.

If it goes any further, it will embolize a lot of liver tissue that is not damaged. And if it goes any further, the scope of hemostasis will be smaller.

Could it be that this is the experience learned when he went to the imperial capital to save the Taiwan? Su Yun suddenly found that when he was doing the construction, Zheng Ren's surgical operation did not stop. I turned a blind eye to the surgery and tried my best to figure out why.

I don't know how long it has been, but Zheng Ren's surgery has begun to finish anyway.

I'll go...... Su Yun was surprised in his heart.

How bad is the level? Impossible!

He raised his head suspiciously, and instead of continuing to look at the operation, he looked at Zheng Ren inside through the lead-made glass.

With Professor Rudolf Wagner in the way, Su Yun could only see part of Zheng Ren's figure.

So focused, serious, a pair of hands almost no movement. He knew that this was a manifestation of the extremely detailed operation of microwires and microcatheters.

It turned out that the gap was really so big, Su Yun blew, the sterile cap pressed half of the hair, and the black hair on his forehead could only flutter a few times weakly.

And in the entire operation room, there was silence.

A doctor who had opinions about Zheng Ren's surgery before also looked at the screen dumbfounded, like a sculpture, motionless.

This is to learn surgery, Su Yun knows.

Lao Tzu thought about it for so long to figure it out, can you understand it too? Su Yun smiled, turned around and found a chair, and sat on it with a big grin.

If the surgery is done well, things will be easier to say in the future.

This is Mayo, how many patients there are, what patient source, what beds, what doctors, what care, all kinds of factors don't need to be considered.

There is a deep foundation for people to become the first in the world. Every first has an inevitable truth, and it cannot be achieved by luck.

The amount of surgery in one Mayo can catch up with the liver and gallbladder of three or five imperial capitals.

Thinking of this, Su Yun's heart was at ease.

The Nobel Prize surgery, which was originally thought to be an impossible task, now seems to be possible.

What a blessing, he sighed in his heart.

After sighing, Su Yun was stunned for a moment.

Lucky, is Zheng Ren really so lucky? The journey was smooth, and there were no twists and turns.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, maybe it was, maybe it wasn't, who knows. Anyway, the most important thing now is to complete the Nobel Prize surgery, promote TIPS surgery, and the rest can be thought about later.

At 14 minutes and 23 seconds, the operation was over.

Just like doing pelvic fracture embolization and hemostasis surgery, the operation that consumes the longest time is not Zheng Ren's overselection, but the professor's embolization.

There is no way to bolus embolize drugs, and it is basically impossible to shorten the time.

In other words, this operation has reached the limit of human beings.

After the hemostasis and embolization surgery, Zheng Ren took out the stent with membrane, which was extremely light and did not induce liver side damage.

He then turned around and stepped down, and the professor took care of all the final work.

Walking out of the operation room, Zheng Ren found that his eyes were not looking at him at all, but staring at the screen.

I was shocked by the pinnacle-level interventional surgery, Zheng Ren thought to himself. Not only them, but even themselves, were shocked.

It turns out that the gap between the level of the master and the peak level is so big that it cannot be described in words.

It would be great if you didn't rely on the pinnacle card, but if you really had this level.

Zheng Ren also sighed.

There was still some time, so Zheng Ren simply found a place to sit down, closed his eyes and began to recall the various details of the operation.

Faintly, the transparent ceiling from the summit began to loosen.

But Zheng Ren didn't feel it, he seized the time to keep the memory of his peak state in his mind and in his body. Let the muscles form memories and see if they can help with their interventional surgery.

In the system space, the skill tree of interventional surgery grew wildly, and there was a faint sound of shattering in midair.

The crunching sound makes people's teeth ache.