"Mr. Peng, take care of your health."

In front of the 120 ambulance, a person gently comforted.

"It's all right. I've expected it for a long time." Mr. Peng didn't have much sadness or smile, he said plainly.

"I'm in good health now. When I get back to my hometown, I'll use the nutrient solution for a period of time. Be careful not to roll the needle on the way. Xiao Zou is our best nurse, and she has absolutely no problem following."

"Yes." Old Peng said, "go back. It's very cold outside. Don't catch a cold."

That expert is SHANG Jia, director of Gerontology of the imperial hospital. He came to Shuaifu for consultation this time and couldn't put forward any good suggestions.

Knowing that Peng was worried about his lover catching cold, he took the old man to the 120 transfer car and watched him leave.

"Alas." Director Shang sighed gently, put his hands in front of him, took a breath, rubbed it twice, and even warmed his face. Look up at the sky. It's cloudy. The north wind is a little strong. It's like a knife.

It's going to snow. SHANG Jia's heart is like a cloud, blocking layers.

"Director Shang, come back after a meal."

"No, No." SHANG Jia reluctantly showed a polite smile, "go back and fool and have a rest early."

Talking to him was director Chai, a big bull in the field of cardiothoracic surgery.

Director Chai also wants to keep director Shang. He has to have a meal before he goes home. He has to do it now. Simply eat and don't drink. It won't take long.

Before I spoke, my cell phone rang.

He picked up his cell phone, looked at it and said with a smile, "it's dean Bao, who is the capital of the emperor."

"Oh, he is Peng Lao's student. At this time, he should ask about the situation." Director Shang whispered.

The phone was very short. After a few words, director Chai hung up with a slightly strange expression.

"Director Shang, wait a minute."

Director Shang was a little strange. He frowned slightly. Although I haven't counted nine yet, it's already very cold in the imperial capital. Director Chai didn't move. He was fiddling with his cell phone.

Isn't it cold... Director Shang was curious and came over.

A sketch appears in the eyes, not image data, but a sketch similar to architectural drawings.

It looks like a chest anatomy, and there are some approaches and many words on it.

"Director Chai, what is this?" Director Shang didn't wear fancy glasses and couldn't see clearly, so he asked strangely.

"President Bao is with boss Zheng this afternoon. When talking about the old man, this is the schematic diagram of the new technique made by boss Zheng."

Schematic diagram of new operation

Director Shang was stunned and then sighed.

"Director Chai, it's impossible. I think the old man's body can support the surgical blow for 1-1.5 hours. It's impossible to cut off such a large diverticulum. An hour and a half is overestimated. I think an hour is the best."

"It's made with a mirror." Director Chai replied absently. It was obvious that his greater interest was in this drawing.

Endoscopy? impossible! Director Shang denied the idea for the first time. The large diverticulum in the neck and chest is still possible, and there is no possibility of endoscopic surgery.

Standing in the cold wind for nearly five minutes, director Chai slowly turned off his mobile phone and looked dignified.

"Director Chai, can you do it?" Director Shang's heart moved and asked.

"The idea of side-to-side anastomosis of pharyngeal esophageal diverticulum and intrathoracic esophagus under full thoracoscopy, regardless of the state, I feel it can be done from the perspective of surgery. Director Shang, how long do you think the old man's body can last if endoscopy?"

"As I just said, it's almost the same. Endoscopic damage is small, but anesthesia is a big pass." Director Shang said, "one hour, this is the time I gave. The damage is too great after exceeding it."

"One hour..." director Chai was obviously disappointed. "The operation is still a little complicated, and it is endoscopic surgery. There are some detailed operations in the diverticulum. If I do it, I have to finish it in two hours."

"Boss Zheng, is it Zheng Ren of 912?"

"Yes." Director Chai still replied absently. As he spoke, he replied to the other side.

"What are you talking about?"

"I told President Bao that the best operation time was within 1 hour. It's estimated that it can't be done, but the design of the operation is really awesome!" Director Chai sighed, "it's a general idea. I didn't expect to do it before."

After saying that, he felt that there was some little discomfort in his words, so he corrected the way, "it's not unexpected, but there was a small idea, but it was too difficult to think deeply. This belongs to a new operation, which can only be formed by at least dozens of operations."

Boss Zheng? Director Shang thought of the Nobel Prize winner who was in the limelight in the imperial capital recently.

Designing a new operation out of thin air, or endoscopic surgery on the huge Zenker diverticulum, this is really powerful.

"I told director Bao that he had news back to me."

……

……

When the food came, Dean Bao had no appetite.

Within half an hour, several big cattle in cardiothoracic surgery replied to messages one after another.

They all understood the design drawing and thought it was a feasible idea.

Several people who didn't know the situation also teased president Bao later. Emperor was ready to increase the operation items of heart and chest. But insiders have persuaded that the old man is old, and even the surgical blow of endoscopic surgery can't survive.

Only director Chai's reply mentioned that the operation time should be controlled within 1 hour, and it should be possible to do it.

From this information, Bao Longtao knows that the new operation sketch drawn by boss Zheng and Professor Su is feasible. At least, regardless of the patient, the operation can be done.

But after all, we are facing an 84 year old man. From an idea to the completion of the operation, it is at least 18000 miles away.

"Boss Zheng, if you do the operation, how long will it take?" Bao Longtao asked cautiously.

By this time, he had begun to have some hope in his heart.

"Operation..." Zheng Ren pondered.

The whole operation is just to discuss with Su Yun in the system operating room and find a solution. Zheng Ren doesn't have many if he really wants to do it.

"Two hours!" Su Yun said with a smile, "if you want me, you can definitely take it down. The boss is also on the stage. It is estimated that it will be over in an hour and a half."

"Alas." Bao Longtao sighed, "the director of business of the imperial hospital gives a preoperative evaluation. If it takes more than an hour, it is recommended not to operate."

Su Yun frowned. He knew that one hour did not simply refer to the operation time, but also included a series of time such as preoperative anesthesia, postoperative recovery and so on.

In that case, the time left for the operator is estimated to be 50 minutes.

"It won't take that long. It can be finished in 40 to 45 minutes." Zheng Ren said seriously.