Chapter 1269

A few hours later.

Central conference room, Karolinska School of medicine, Stockholm, Sweden.

Cloudy, sometimes showers.

No dawn, no sunrise, everything is foggy, like the mood of the old people who came here early in the morning.

"Mehal is crazy." An old man in a wheelchair came to the small meeting room and said vaguely, "he should act as an assistant? Does he still miss the shabby lead dress twenty years ago?"

"He left an email to the Committee saying that this time he would personally prove what is great! What a stupid thing to refuse to win the medical award for clinical surgery. I think there is something wrong with Mehal's brain."

"It's impossible. Did he embolize the anterior cerebral artery by an embolus falling off the coronary artery, resulting in problems in the excited area?"

Most of the old people present were in their 70s and 80s.

But their thinking is still active, like a beating flame, flashing a dazzling light.

"Mehal went too far." One person said: "every September, we ask for recommendation, and in February, we ask all the materials to be prepared. But the little guy he nominated this year has not submitted the operation data yet."

"Maybe he knows that the clinical operation will not win the Nobel Prize." Another said: "there are too many things like just one nomination to get more charitable donations."

"That's not what Mehal said. Everyone, I agree with Mehal's idea. You have witnessed his heart disease before. I think it's a miracle that he can continue to walk along the shady path. To tell the truth, I'm also looking forward to the growth of that little doctor. After all, my coronary artery is not good."

Just then, Mrs. Mehal was pushed in by her assistant in a wheelchair.

When Mrs. Mehal came in, the assistant withdrew in silence and closed the door.

"Madam, I think you should dissuade Dr. Mehal. He's so crazy that he has to be an assistant while lying on the operating table." Dr. Lawson, chairman of the committee, sat at one end of the long table and said in a deep voice.

He was older than Dr. Mehal, and his body smelled rotten. Even his voice was full of dust.

Mrs. Mehal sat in a wheelchair with a blanket on her legs. Although it was April, she still didn't feel hot. It's like an old woman sitting around the fireplace with a cat in her lap and telling stories in winter.

"No." Mrs. Mehal said firmly, her voice trembled a little, but it couldn't stop her from expressing her faith: "Mehal always said that no matter how many times you turn around, your ass is always behind you. I've heard this old proverb all my life, and I'm tired of him."

"Dear Mrs. Mehal, I don't think Dr. Mehal can see things he couldn't see before when he went to the embrace of God. He has been looking for a solution to the obstruction of blood turbulence to interventional surgery, which is impossible!"

"Heart surgery is particularly dangerous. Once there are all kinds of almost inevitable intraoperative complications, everything will be destroyed."

Several people dissuaded at the same time.

"Mayhar sent me an email today. I think that's why he insisted." "He said he found the man who could break through the blood turbulence and would fight side by side with him to win the medical prize," Mrs. Mehal said

"My God, that's impossible!"

"Blood turbulence? Madam, are you going to win this physics award? It's really a pity that the Royal Academy of Sciences doesn't come to watch the operation."

"Madam, don't you think the doctor's action is very strange? Turbulence, my God, it is a research on an equal footing with relativity. If someone makes a breakthrough in the research of turbulence, the old die hards of the Royal Academy of Sciences will cry and give the physics award to the R & D, and never let the LED win the physics award."

Dr. Lawson sat quietly. He didn't speak, but calmly observed Mrs. Mehal's every move.

Medical awards cannot be awarded to clinical procedures. This is a rule and cannot be broken. I'm going to retire soon. I can't manage the things after that, but during my term of office, there must be no clinical operation to be elected to the medical award.

His heart is so firm, just like Dr. Mehal.

Rafson is also full of desire for the coming battle. That old man Mehal dares to challenge his majesty. Come on!

Hearing all the questions, Mrs. Mehal didn't speak, but pressed a button.

Her assistant opened the door and came in with a laptop in his hand.

"I think you've never seen that little medical website. So my husband specially asked me to prepare a video of the latest operation." "I didn't believe it at first. It's a damn turbulence, a problem that has plagued classical physics for nearly 300 years," Mrs. Mehal said

"Madam, don't you think what you and the doctor see are illusions? This is the Karolinska School of medicine, not the Royal Academy of Sciences! It's more practical to discuss turbulence here than to talk about the role of genes and human immune system on tumors." Dr. Lawson knocked on the table and pointed out the flaws and loopholes in Mrs. Mehal's words.

Although he was very old, Dr. Lawson's mind was still sharp, like a young man.

"You are wrong." Mrs. Mehal said firmly, "new discoveries make life better. I think Dr. Lawson, have you forgotten this sentence?" (Note 1)

"Madam, the operation is not a new discovery." Dr. Lawson said coldly.

"God has prepared worms for every bird, but he won't throw them into its mouth." "Refusing to know anything new will only lead to the decay of the medical award, become a second-class award, and finally become a disgrace," Mrs. Mehal said

At this time, the operation recording and broadcasting was ready. The assistant bowed respectfully, handed the remote control to Mrs. Mehal, and then left carefully.

"Everyone knows about interventional surgery. Let the surgical process explain the controversy about turbulence." Mrs. Mehal no longer stated her previous views, but clicked on the projection and began to play the operation video.

The operation was "simple" except for a pacemaker.

The whole process is not edited, but the most original whole process. All of you here are medical experts. You can see it at a glance.

Although no one knows as much about interventional surgery as Dr. and Mrs. Mehal, no one doesn't know what to focus on.

The guide wire swam in the blood vessel, and the super selection was accurate. It didn't even touch the blood vessel wall once.

The small meeting room was silent. Ten minutes of the operation passed, and no one spoke.

"A few months ago, Zheng operated on meihar. At that time, I thought he was going to return to the embrace of God. Unexpectedly, he was left by this hand." Mrs. Mehal's voice was old and trembling, but full of tenderness.

"This is a pair of hands kissed by God. I have done this operation countless times. But none of them can be as perfect as what he did. Even before I saw the video of this operation, I never thought it could be done!"

"As a professional cardiac interventional doctor, let me evaluate it." "The operation is very simple, but the whole operation process can be called a miracle. I can feel that the operator's understanding of the operation has greatly improved in a few months," Mrs. Mehal said

Mrs. mehar trembled and tried to sit up straight. "At that time, everyone lamented that mehar was favored by the gods. In that case, she could restore the most basic health."

"But please note that the level of the operator has exceeded the level of grinding a few months ago, and has almost reached perfection."

"Mehar knows your stubbornness. He will use his life to prove to you how bright a new star this is. Every study of mehar is as groundbreaking as all the theories put forward by Einstein at that time!"

"The progress of technology will make life better. Isn't that your intention? Mehar has continued a beautiful life. What about you?"

"By the way, I have asked Dr. Olsen of the Royal Academy of Sciences to watch the live broadcast of the operation. At this time, he is preparing relevant dynamic 3D image equipment in my laboratory."

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Note: Latin engraved on the medal of the Nobel Prize in medicine and biology.