Chapter 688： An enemy of life that does not exist at all

The angiography, this surgery did... Mu Tao was confused.

Can Wu Haishi Wu Lao do it? Can't do it, even at the peak of his old man's prosperity, it still can't be done.

In the Mayo Clinic, those big-eyed people who are not looking at their own eyes can do it?

Certainly they can't do it. Their level is higher than their own, but it is definitely not as high as the surgeon in the operating room.

Is this the level of surgery has broken through the sky?

Mu Tao is so confused.

I remembered that I used to define this surgeon as an enemy of my life... Now, I really don't deserve to be his enemy.

I am afraid that people will not notice themselves at all.

There were countless thoughts in my mind, and after 3 seconds, Mu Tao’s mind was blank.

The surgeon did not withdraw the tube, but started the next over-selection!

wrong!

Mu Tao was amazed. He only looked at the surgery of the surgeon and he knew the purpose.

A very small branch of the internal iliac artery, the surgeon has to over-select and embolize this blood vessel.

Is there bleeding here?

Mu Tao does not remember.

Instead of continuing to see the surgeon's surgery, he began to access the previous imagery on the machine.

Adjusting the image to the frame where the angiography was first performed, Mu Tao frowned and looked for the tiny branch of the internal iliac artery that the surgeon was embolizing.

Out! right here!

On the screen, there is almost no leakage of contrast agent. But when the image was enlarged, Mu Tao determined that there was indeed damage and there was a contrast agent.

It’s just a small amount, so small that it’s not noticed.

He knows that if you change your own surgery and several large blood vessels are embolized, you must re-contrast. Once again, the small blood vessels were found to be bleeding and then embolized.

This is the standard, textbook-like process.

However, the inside of the surgeon actually crossed the many steps directly and found and embolized a particularly small blood vessel.

Can't you embolize?

the answer is negative.

After other blood vessels are embolized, blood pressure will increase. Now this small blood vessel does not seem to bleed much, but soon it becomes the main bleeding artery.

This is really...

Mu Tao shook his head and revisited the operation.

There are two similar blood vessels. When Mu Tao listens to the images of the angiography and analyzes them, the surgeons in the surgery room have all been embolized.

Withdrawal, no re-contrast confirmation, the surgery is over.

This surgery, what is done is really a bit... unrestrained? Mu Tao thought a lot of words, and did not know how to describe it.

Finally, you can only use your arrogance to describe your mood.

The airtight lead door opened, and Zheng Ren shouted: "Next!"

"..."

This is the assembly line... and the skilled worker on the assembly line, only he is alone.

Looking outside, Mu Tao stood up and prepared to serve as a visiting nurse for the time being, helping Zheng Ren to do some post-mortem work.

"Zheng, hello." Mu Tao walked into the operating room, smiled and said hello.

Zheng Ren stunned and looked at Mu Tao, his eyes were a little hollow.

What is this look? Mu Tao also stunned. I greet myself with Zheng Ren. Shouldn’t I respond to a passionate discourse, and then recall the past when I was engaged in scientific research in the Imperial Capital, and quickly approached the distance?

Is he too tired?

"You are..." Zheng Ren is in an extreme state. He has nothing to do except surgery.

Even the old man’s head like the Xie Yi people flashed past. Which is Mu Tao? Think more about it?

Zheng Ren asked directly, although he was somewhat impolite, he did not want to waste a little time.

Although he and Su Yun had just discussed the person who was sitting and sleeping outside, but Zheng Ren’s current state of mind, one heart surgery, where can remember this irrelevant detail.

"Oh... I am Mu Tao." Mu Tao was frustrated, and there was really no one in the eyes of others.

"Ah, Mu teacher from Pengcheng, hello, hello." When he said the name, Zheng Ren immediately remembered that he just couldn't name his name and face.

"..." Mu Tao was forced.

"Mr. Mu, please help me to make a stretch tape for me, tear the package off, and pressurize the bandage to be done by someone outside." Zheng Rendao.

Mu Tao began to look for the position of the elastic tape, while looking for one side and asked: "Zheng Zong, when you over-selected, is your wrist and fingers forced?"

"Yes, this injured person's blood vessels are slightly deformed, the angle of the fork is too big, the wrist must have three movements, and the cooperation of the fingers can be over-selected successfully." Zheng Ren replied in a logical way.

Three? Which three? Mu Tao’s body hesitated a bit, and his brain was like a cpu, running at high speed.

"Mu teacher, first surgery, have time to go back and explore." Zheng Ren is very tired, chest pain is very powerful, a gasp will hurt.

However, Zheng Ren feels that this is also good. At the most painful time, he seems to be less sleepy.

Well, it is a good thing.

He listened to Mu Tao's question, looked at Mu Tao's appearance, and knew what he was thinking.

If it is normal, a demonstration surgery teaching will also teach, no big deal.

But now, there are countless wounded people waiting for surgery outside, waiting for rescue.

Now, it is not a good time.

Mu Tao also knew the meaning of the whole person. He pondered a bit and tried to ask: "Zheng, I will give you the next station?"

"You don't go to another surgery to do surgery?" Zheng Ren asked.

Mu Tao is ashamed. He heard a precious and skillful experience from Zheng Ren’s words. He can even be sure that as long as he has learned it, the gap between him and Zheng Ren will not be so great.

As for surgery... can improve the level and do it faster, Mu Tao comforts himself.

"Just wake up, give you a table, spirit." Mu Tao laughed.

"Oh." Zheng Ren does not matter.

At this point, Director Jiang took the person in and took the patient on the stage and sent the next patient up.

"Director Jiang, how many injured people are outside?" Zheng Ren asked twelve, after the operation, the patients were contacted by 120 ambulances to Huaxi and the provincial hospital. Director Jiang replied very simply.

This is the information Zheng Ren needs. He nodded and finally saw a glimmer of light.

"Director Jiang, there are patients who need amputation, you can help me pay attention." Zheng Rendao.

"Hey..." Director Jiang stunned, Dr. Zheng, is it...

"Zheng... Dr. Zheng, this is not a hybrid operation room. Small children can't do hybrid surgery." Director Jiang said hesitantly.

"Oh, not to do hybrid surgery, I want to take a bolt for patients who need amputation, improve microcirculation, minimize the section of amputation, and make postoperative recovery easier." Zheng Rendao.

Director Jiang is not engaged in vascular surgery, and is not deeply involved in vascular intervention.

What Zheng Ren said, he did not understand. But when people say something, they just do it. They can all be big-scale surgeons, and they have no reason to waste time.