"After all, it is a doctor who came from outside to engage in intervention. If you link it, you have an innate advantage." Director Xu said.
Mao Chi was curious, and he stood up and said, "I'll go and take a look."
"Intermittent stepping in the line, what are you going to see?" Director Xu said, "Besides, all the equipment is inside, it's not as good as sitting here to see the surgical field."
"Looking at the live broadcast has no soul." Mao Chi finished speaking, put on the mask that he had been holding and walked out.
Without conditions, it is natural that live surgery is better. However, in the 912 operating room, it is better to communicate with the surgeon.
When I came to the operating room, I didn't even have to ask to know which surgery room. It must be the innermost and most spacious hybrid operating room.
When he got to the operation room, Mao Chijian saw that the operation technician was watching the operation intently. Looking through leaded glass, many people are inside.
"Why so many people?" Mao Chi asked.
"All of them will not step down after completing the operation. Standing outside and looking unsatisfactory, they went in to see the operation while wearing lead clothes." The technician glanced at his eyes and said helplessly.
No, there is another.
Usually speaking of the interventional operation of the thread, as long as there is no one willing to go in.
But everyone seems to have forgotten the threat of radiation in this operation of Boss Zheng, and they all scramble to stand inside to see the operation. Mao Chi sighed and seemed to be late.
He glanced at the screen without stepping on the wire for a while, put on a lead suit, opened the airtight lead door and walked in.
"Director Wei, what kind of excitement do you have for the gastrointestinal surgeon?" Mao Zhi saw Director Wei standing on the patient's head and squeezed Lao He who was standing there to the side.
Mao Chi was defamatory. Old things really knew where to look at the surgery.
"What's wrong, you don't need to learn surgery when you are separated from the general family? As early as thirty years ago, this was all general surgery." Director Wei said.
"It's useless to look at it, like someone of you can do arterial angiography plus perfusion contrast agent. It's not peripheral intravenous administration. If you can't see it clearly, you have to take the risk." Mao Chi was angry that Director Wei took the best Position, he can only take a pedal to stand behind Su Yun and look.
Boss Zheng was already full behind him, especially when he had to wear lead clothes to see the surgery. The position occupied was quite large and he couldn't squeeze.
"Director Mao, don't squeeze me." Su Yundao, "The boss has a bad temper now. If this operation is not done well, he can shake his face for three days and show it to me. You can't see the feelings. Don't squeeze me and you Say."
"Little Feng." Zheng Ren Shen said.
"General Zheng." Feng Xuhui has been standing in the corner of the operating room, wearing lead clothes, holding the consumables that may be needed in his hand, waiting for Zheng Ren's call without a sense of presence.
"Call Director Lin and ask him to look at it. There can be no more people in the operating room." Zheng Ren said while freeing a tumor near the external carotid artery.
"Okay." Feng Xuhui responded, turned and put the consumables in a car, and went out.
The lead on his body was heavy, his steps stepped forward, and the sound of stamping was louder.
Mao Chi stunned, and a strange emotion rose in his heart.
Boss Zheng's temper is indeed too big. Although there are a lot of people who see the operation, it's not like he just called Director Lin to see the door.
But looking back, people seem to have done nothing wrong.
It is estimated that Linger got a call over there, and he was so happy to come over. Fortunately, I came early, if this is a little later, I'm afraid I won't be able to enter the operating room.
Mao cautiously moved a few centimeters behind Su Yun, looking for a good angle, and looked around first.
On the right side of the body is the monitor and ventilator, on the left side is the screen for interventional imaging, and on the left side, the position of the patient's leg is another screen suspended by a robotic arm, and the image on it is green.
This is the screen of the infrared camera, which is used to see the tumor tissue segment.
The camera connected to the shadowless lamp is actually not large, and the installation location is very clever. It should be in the middle of the field of vision, where the shadowless lamp light converges, which is the scope of the surgeon's eyes.
The entire space is narrow to a certain extent. On the left hand side of the boss is the daughter of the professor from the North Province and the dean of the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University. He is still waiting for the instructions of the boss and will press the high voltage if necessary. The button of the syringe injects the contrast agent into the patient's artery.
Mao Chiao was really impressed with the improper dry food of the bean bag.
If the daughter of Dean Lin of the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University worked under his own hands, it would not be possible to be squeezed into a corner of the operating table. And this kind of operation on the operating table wearing lead clothes will not let her go, this is the rhythm of taking women as animals.
Boss Zheng was okay. Dean Lin's daughter came to power, but she was standing in the corner wearing a lead coat, and she had no sense of existence. Animals are deserved, but they are obscure.
How many hours does this operation take? It won't be 7 or 8 hours before Mao Chi assesses it. Although Boss Zheng did the surgery quickly, orthopedic surgery seems to be the case ~ www.novelhall.com ~ not much better than the orthopedic band professor.
If you want to remove the cervical spine, you have to do a vertebral body replacement. It's time.
Can I hold it down in lead? Mao Chi had doubts.
However, he soon stopped thinking about these messy things, and the operation was continuing. Looking at the operation of Boss Zheng, Mao Chi seemed to be walking into an art gallery to appreciate a world-renowned painting, and gradually became immersed in it.
Ten minutes later, Ringer came in.
"Boss Zheng, is there something wrong with me?" Linge was still wearing a mask strap. He hurried over without even breathing.
"Well, Mr. Lin, please help me look at it. Other people who have surgery will go back and watch the live broadcast. The operating room can't fit so many people." Zheng Ren said without looking up.
"it is good."
Then, Linger glanced at the directors in the operating room.
Regardless of whether it was Director Wei or Director Mao's heart slightly, they quickly lowered their heads and focused on the operation.
It's OK for Ringer to be something he doesn't exist.
Standing here cheekily, Linger could still pull people out.
In his speech, Mao Chi saw that Zheng had begun to block the external carotid artery and was preparing to remove and replace the artificial blood vessel.
The operation is really clean, and an enlarged carotidectomy plus external carotid artery replacement will be done.
"Boss Zheng, Director Wei ..." Linger asked after a few seconds of silence.
"In the operating room, we will change body positions in a moment. They will help." Zheng Ren raised his head and looked at Director Wei and Director Mao. Be busy. "