Chapter 2972

At 95 minutes after starting liver dialysis, Zheng Ren gave the doctor's order and changed the mode.

The blood flow rate was adjusted to 110ml / min and the plasma separation rate was 25ml / min.

At the same time, the numerical return of Lao he's monitoring is also ideal. The total bilirubin of small stone did not increase continuously. Under the action of liver dialysis and bilirubin adsorption, the value decreased steadily, and the control was quite perfect.

The operation was done, and Dr. Charles had his own judgment.

Originally, I came to see the operation because it was a "special" operation - 3D printed organ autotransplantation.

If this is successful, can you change your heart to a new one before it begins to lose its vitality 10 years later?

Dr. Charles must care about his body. After all, the passage of years has taken away health and vitality. This is the objective law of nature, and no one can violate it.

But after coming here and witnessing the operation, Dr. Charles didn't care about the organs printed in 3D.

Dr. Charles was not surprised by the 58 minute cold ischemia time, the extremely delicate operation process and the ability to control the whole audience from a strategically advantageous position.

From the time of this year, the young doctor who went to the Mayo Clinic for consultation, his operation at that time can only be said to be eye-catching. Dr. Charles did not expect that in more than half a year, the young man and his team had made such progress.

The completed right lung transplantation has no defects in the whole process. It is very like a work of art, which makes people play, aftertaste and reluctant to give up.

Dr. Charles can even be sure that he will watch the operation live again and again these days. This is the most precious wealth in the world!

"Zheng, how do you judge that liver failure will occur during operation?" Dr. Charles finally found a chance and whispered.

"Because Xiaoshi... The patient had two liver cancer Interventional Embolization operations before the operation, and his liver function did not recover the whole field, so I estimate that there is a great chance of liver problems." Zheng Rendao, "it's just a precaution, probability."

Su Yun smiled. His boss sometimes makes judgments based on instinct. His accuracy and frankness are very high.

Dr. Charles also readily accepted this statement. After all, this is the only reasonable explanation.

"Zheng, I'm glad to see the success of 3D printing organ transplantation."

"Doctor, the operation is only half done." Zheng Ren began to cut his skin and talked with Dr. Charles with a smile. At this time, you should relax until you remove the left whole lung and transplant the donor lung.

"Zheng, I'm glad to see a top surgery with my own eyes." Dr. Charles said, "I brought flowers and roses this time. I hesitated before. You know, arrogance is the original sin. It's difficult to convince those old stubborn people to accept an oriental."

"Ha ha." Zheng Ren smiled dryly to show his politeness.

"The conditions here are simply too bad to affect the operation." Dr. Charles looked at the mottled machine and said, "Zheng, I sincerely invite you to Mayo, where you can give full play!"

When ringer heard Dr. Charles's words, his heart cooled from his chest to his heels.

He can understand the meaning of the doctor's words and can imagine what is implied. If you were yourself, after the operation, you would go directly to the Mayo Clinic without saying hello. You wouldn't delay a second.

"Thank you, doctor." Zheng Renping said quietly.

"At the thought of seeing you perform surgery on site and seeing me..."

"Doctor, I'm not ready to leave 912." Zheng Ren said to Dr. Charles while performing the operation, "it's good here. Thank you for your invitation."

Dr. Charles was stunned. He didn't expect anyone to refuse his invitation and Mayo's invitation.

No, it must be that I didn't express it clearly.

"Zheng, what I've won is a lifetime professor of Mayo. When you come to Mayo, you can play in the world's first-class operating room."

"Doctor, the purpose of surgery is to treat diseases and save people. I don't think it's bad here." With Su Yun's cooperation, Zheng Ren opened his left chest and asked Lao he to fine tune his single chamber ventilation, ventilator and micro pump.

"Zheng, don't you understand what I mean?" Dr. Charles is a little strange. He still doesn't believe that someone can refuse the call of the world's top hospitals. "Oh, do you want to take the whole team? It's inevitable. You don't have to worry."

Hearing Dr. Charles's words, Lao he's hands began to tremble.

Can I go to work in Mayo myself?

"Lao he, concentrate." Zheng Ren's voice was a little cold and fierce. Then he said to the doctor, "doctor, I have no plan to go abroad for the time being."

"Zheng..."

Zheng Ren refused the doctor's invitation and continued to concentrate on the operation. The scene was a little embarrassing.

"Doctor, it is said that you Mayo's scientific research level is very high, but the research progress of some projects recently..." Su Yun hesitated, but finally said directly, "I feel you are slowing down."

"Sue, that's true." Dr. Charles was somewhat depressed. "The bonus effect of drug patent period has declined. The key is that we have done our work too well and the population is aging seriously. If it goes on like this, the whole earth will explode."

"So stop the research and development of new drugs and new technologies? Use this to solve the problem of population aging?" Su Yun asked with a smile.

He wanted to explain to Zheng Ren from one side so that Dr. Charles would not care. However, he heard the shadow of other gossip from the doctor's words, and immediately became energetic.

"No, you won the Nobel Prize in biology and medicine. Do you know why you didn't even win the Nobel Prize for organ transplantation?" Asked Dr. Charles.

"Discrimination."

"Sue, you're still too young." Dr. Charles said, "that's the will of capital."

"Capital? Yes, capital!" Su Yun immediately understood.

"How much profit can an organ transplant bring to capital? It can't be compared with the profits brought by a breakthrough in the field of biology and the development of a new drug. Because capital pays attention, all resources move and converge to where they pay attention. These are shapeless hands. Although they can't see, they are the most powerful in the world."

"Doctor, don't scare me. I'm timid." Su Yun smiled.

"In the first 50 years, how many new cardiovascular and cerebrovascular drugs were on the market and provided massive profits for many capital groups while treating diseases? Su, do you say organ transplantation is useless?"

"It must be useful. If it can be spread out in an all-round way, I think it will save a lot of people."

"Yes, but this part of the profit is diluted. Overall, there are actuaries in the capital group. I think they are right according to the numerical analysis."

"Doctor, you can't say that the world's population is aging seriously. They have stopped studying new drugs." Su Yun asked.

"Still studying." Dr. Charles was obviously a little depressed. He didn't want to go on, but as a doctor, he still didn't get rid of the obsession rooted in his bones.

Su Yun noticed something wrong and asked, "doctor, what do you want to say?"

"No." Dr. Charles sighed, and the calm emotion in his words was already evident.

Zheng Ren's hand paused, which was the only slowness during the operation.

Dr. Charles's voice was so strange that he seemed to know some amazing secret but kept silent.

"Doctor, look at you, chatting in the operating room. Don't you talk when Mayo has an operation." Su Yun said with a smile, "I've also considered this problem. Generally speaking, war is necessary to solve the problem of population aging. Praise the great nuclear physicists for guarding the peace of the world."

Dr. Charles was silent. He didn't answer Su Yun's words.

"I've seen a movie called the population clearance plan. It says that one day every year, killing people is not against the law to clean up the poor. Doctor, you haven't started to take action. Is there any news? Can you tell me?"

Su Yun just habitually tells a joke, either intentionally or unintentionally. It's a big gossip. He's a little more interested than surgery.

But Dr. Charles's expression outside his hat and mask was a little ugly, and the corners of his eyes kept beating.

Because Dr. Charles stood behind Zheng Ren, Zheng Ren couldn't see, while Su Yun saw it clearly. He was stunned for a moment, and the movement in his hand stopped. From the analysis of Dr. Charles's expression, it seems that his ideas are a lot conservative.

"Pa ~" the hemostatic forceps on Su Yun's hand were knocked, making a crisp sound of metal impact.

"Surgery, don't be stunned." Zheng Rendao, "cold ischemia time can't be too long. Be serious."

Su Yun did not refute. He lowered his head and cooperated with Zheng Ren's operation.

A few seconds later, Su Yun said quietly, "doctor, you know, when I was a graduate student, I began to try to clone appropriate tissue from autologous stem cells and transplant the heart in mice."

What he said was out of tune, and Dr. Charles was a little confused.

"At that time, I had an idea that after the advent of cloning technology, the difficulty of 3D printing organs was not very great... Or the emergence of cloning technology has cleared all obstacles. However, there has been no great progress since the emergence of cloned sheep in the 1990s. It seems that your medical and biological circles are waiting for something."

"Doctor, do you list this as black technology, or do I feel right? What are you really waiting for?"

Su Yun skillfully cooperated with Zheng Ren in the operation, but his mouth was not idle. He asked himself a huge confusion.