Chapter 1**7

This is not used by people at all!

Most doctors don't earn enough money to buy this box of equipment all their life. Not to mention a box of equipment, only rows of hemostatic forceps can't afford it.

Director Ma Liangma swallowed and walked away from the sterile table. Quietly, for fear of disturbing the 200 square meter fine decorated house in the third ring road.

He came to director Jin's head and began to see the operation.

Under the direct vision of the naked eye, the operator and assistant seem to be motionless, and both of them are sculptures.

Only his hands were making invisible movements. Ma Liang couldn't see what he was doing.

It is rare to use microsurgery to decompose and free the adhesion of tumor tissue.

But Ma Liang has seen it, in the live operation room.

What you can see in the live operation room of Xinglin garden is the vision of the operator, which is much clearer than standing in the best position next to the operating table.

He looked at the two almost "motionless" hands and outlined the movements of their hands.

But Ma Liang just thought about it. The stability of his eyes and palm could not support him to do such a detailed operation.

President Li also saw the operation and stood behind Su Yun. But I was a little confused after watching it for less than a minute.

I can't even see a move. What's good about it.

Looking around, even Professor Zhan in the imperial capital pulled the hook blankly.

Professor Zhan was very careful for fear of affecting the operation. He didn't dare to move his hand.

Visceral tension is very large, and it is still difficult to maintain stability, but Professor Zhan tries to maintain a movement with great caution.

Among all the people around, only director Ma Liangma is interested in reading it. It seems that he can understand it! President Li noticed this.

"Director Ma." Li said in a deep voice.

Ma Liang was immersed in the level of surgery he would never reach and roamed heartily. He didn't hear president Li's greeting.

Seeing that Ma Liang didn't speak, he was immediately unhappy,

"Director Ma!" Dean Li shouted again, already a little impatient.

Ma Liang still didn't respond. The anesthesiologist standing next to him quickly kicked director Ma under the operating table.

"Why did you kick me?" Ma Liang was kicked "awake", his eyes were still watching the operation, and his mouth complained.

"The Dean called you!" The anesthesiologist whispered a reminder.

Uh Ma Liang excites his spirit, glances at President Li and immediately walks over.

President Li has left the operating table and sat on a small round stool in the corner.

"Dean, what's the matter?" Ma Liang asked.

"Surgery, which step did you do?" President Li asked.

"Well, Dean, I can't understand."

Director Li was stunned and couldn't understand why you were intoxicated with wool there!

He gave director Ma a dissatisfied look.

"I saw boss Zheng doing microsurgery in the live operation room. That level is breaking the sky!" Ma Liang couldn't help but digress again.

Dean Li frowned.

Ma Liang realized that he was wrong. He smiled and said, "the operation is too high-end and meticulous. I really don't know which step to do. Generally speaking... Maybe... Maybe... It's almost finished."

"Yes." President Li is also very helpless.

"But I think Lao Jin can get back his life." Ma Liang road.

"Oh?"

"Boss Zheng's operation has never failed." Ma Liang is like a little fan, looking for every opportunity to exaggerate boss Zheng's operation.

"How possible!" President Li disdained. This violates his understanding of the whole world. The operation never fails? That's not scientific!

"Dean, you don't know." Speaking of boss Zheng, Ma Liang is full of spirit. He is like sitting at a wine table chatting. He completely ignores president Li's increasingly ugly face.

"It is said that boss Zheng's last emergency was at King's Hospital in England, which is the most powerful hospital for liver transplantation in the world. The second stage aortic arch replacement surgery was a mess, and boss Zheng did it with microsurgery."

"Also, the last live emergency operation should be in 912. In the ward, emergency thoracotomy, upper body adventitia lung and emergency moyamoya disease bypass surgery in neurosurgery. If I was ten years younger, I would go to boss Zheng and beg to be a student for him."

"Moreover, a small doctor in a border town suddenly had a heart attack. Boss Zheng commanded him remotely. He operated on himself and dissolved the thrombus himself. Boss Zheng flew over all night and operated on him with a heart stent."

President Li doesn't study business. He doesn't go to see the live broadcast of the operation, and few people mention it to him.

Now when director Ma Liangma said this, he was directly surprised.

It's one thing whether the operation is good or not. No matter how boastful these surgical dogs are, it's just that.

But the last thing

"Give yourself thrombolysis? What's going on?" President Li also forgot his displeasure and began to gossip.

Ma Liang immediately beamed and began to talk about the emergency broadcast that lasted more than ten hours that day.

On the operating table, Professor Zhan's sweat came down.

Pulling the hook is also an arm of strength.

The organs in the abdominal cavity are relatively better. The most difficult is orthopedic surgery. Not a strong young man, he can't carry it at all.

But even for abdominal organs, Professor Zhan has reached his limit.

I can't pull the hook!

Small 20 minutes, motionless, for everyone to tremble.

But the surgeon and assistant, with a microscope, are doing the most detailed operation.

Professor Zhan knows the depth and weight. He is afraid that any movement on his side will affect the operator's operation.

If you pull it carelessly, the inferior vena cava will have to be torn again.

"Zheng... Boss." Professor Zhan felt that he had reached his limit and could only whisper.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren lowered his head and was still free of the adventitia of the inferior vena cava. He just snorted with his nose.

"My side... How about changing my hand?" Professor Zhan said.

"If you can, you can't pull a hook. That is, my boss has a good temper. If you change his temper, the hemostatic pliers will directly hit you in the face." Su Yun didn't look up, but his sour tone didn't change.

Professor Zhan complained.

"Let someone else pull the hook. It's hard, Professor Zhan." Zheng Rendao.

"Boss Zheng, you don't have to change people, you don't have to change people." Professor Zhan is not willing to have such a good position to see the operation.

Although he couldn't see anything, he could vaguely guess boss Zheng's intention. This level of surgery, of course, the closer the distance, the more involved.

"Oh, the operation will take about four hours. Can you hold on?" Zheng Ren also doesn't matter. While doing the operation, he said faintly.

Professor Zhan is stupid. Don't say four hours. He's choking for four minutes.