The Surgeon's Studio

"Boss Zheng, what's batistu surgery?" Zhao Wenhua took advantage of the break when no one was talking and asked.

Boss Zheng didn't seem to have any hobbies, so it was quite difficult to cater to his interests. Zhao Wenhua was still testing the waters, but he had yet to find a good starting point. Asking about the surgery seemed to be a good idea.

"It's a type of surgery for removing left ventricular mycosis in the patient with late-stage vasomatosis. " Zheng Ren said,"the death rate is relatively high. It's not being carried out well globally."

"High mortality rate? How high is it?" Zhao Wenhua was stunned.

"Old Zhao, are you deliberately causing trouble?" Su Yun said unhappily. He was annoyed that Zhao Wenhua had interrupted their discussion about the surgery, and his words were full of annoyance.

Lin Yuan stood at the side, not saying a word.

Not only did boss Zheng want to launch the Batista surgery, which was the most popular surgery in Brazil, but he also wanted to use interventional surgery as his first surgery?

She could no longer use words to express the shock in her heart.

"The death rate is about 20%." Zheng Ren said,"this is the data from Brazil. The data from the United States is higher, but not as much. The mortality rate in the United States United Kingdom is about the same as that in the United States, and the surgery is still quite difficult. "

"..." Zhao Wenhua's heart swelled when he heard the data of the 20% mortality rate.

Boss Zheng was playing with fire!

'He's still young. He performed TIPS well, and he started to think about creating a new surgical method when he had nothing to do. ' A new surgical method was new because it was difficult and had unpredictable dangers.

What was he thinking? wasn't it good to complete the Nobel Prize technique? If it were Zhao Wenhua, he would never think of changing his mind even if he learned TIPS for the rest of his life.

"There are a lot of problems. There's no problem with the surgical method, but there's a huge problem with the materials Science!" Su Yun said in a rarely seen serious tone.

"You can ask Lanke for the materials." Zheng Ren said.

In the system operating theater, Zheng Ren saw the materials and thread for the anchor point. If he wanted to thread a needle and walk inside the heart, it was not a problem for Zheng Ren to use the scan to guide the needle. The main thing was that the thread had to be able to withstand the tension caused by the contraction and relaxation of the heart, as well as the issue of coagulation.

This was different from the interventional surgery on the left ventricular aneurysm.

The main thing was that the thread must not break, and secondly, it must not form any thrombosis. The breakthrough in Materials Science made this kind of surgery possible.

"Dong Dong Dong." There was a knock on the door.

The man who had been crying on the curb the night before was holding a film in his hand and standing timidly at the door.

When he saw the two familiar faces of Zheng Ren and Su Yun, he felt slightly relieved.

This was 912. A person who could walk around in a doctor's office in the ward area in white shouldn't be a liar ... Right?

"They're here. " Su Yun furrowed her brows as she looked at the patient's family. Her tone was no longer as relaxed and playful as it was the night before.

Uh ... The patient's family was stunned for a moment. This kind of serious tone was completely different from last night.

What was going on? He bent down and secretly peeked at Su Yun.

"Let me take a look at the X-ray." Su Yun directly extended her hand.

This was different from what he had imagined. The patient's family member passed the scan over resentfully.

Why were the two young doctors who were kind last night so serious?

Su Yun took out the chest x-ray and inserted it into the MRI scanner.

A "pa" sound was heard, as if Su Yun had made up her mind.

"Holy sh * t ..." After Zhao Wenhua saw the video, he immediately understood what boss Zheng and Su Yun had been arguing about.

Under normal circumstances, the chest chest ratio on a chest scan should be 1:2. And the chest area in front of him showed that the heart had expanded very obviously, let alone a 1:2, almost reaching the level of 1:1.

In other words, the lower part of the left chest cavity was almost completely occupied by the heart.

Can this kind of heart be operated on? Boss Zheng wanted to go to heaven.

In Zhao Wenhua's opinion, he could not even perform a surgery, let alone an interventional surgery. When they encountered patients with myocardial infarction, they could just tell them to go home.

In Zhao Wenhua's mind, there was no way to treat such a serious illness.

"Look, you're telling me that you want to perform an interventional surgery on a heart like this?" Su Yun's finger tapped on the film on the film reader, making loud banging sounds.

"I can. Lower the chest and look at the left ventricle. " Zheng Ren also stood in front of the film reader and said seriously,""I'll insert the needle into the inferior carotid artery, enter the heart through the superior venuria, and insert the needle into the right ventricle against the atrial septal. I'll be the internal anchor point; Secure it with an anchor point and tie a knot. "

It was easy to say, but to really do it was harder than ascending to the heavens.

"I know the procedure, but there are no medical consumables." Su Yun said,"I'll call little Feng and ask."

"I don't think he has it. Ask him. If he doesn 't, contact Lanke as soon as possible."

Su Yun started to make a call in disbelief.

As expected, Feng Xuhui did not have any spare materials for such high-end consumables.

Smith, the president of Lanke Asia Pacific region, said that the company was currently researching on consumables in this area, and he would have to consult the headquarters for more details. His words were vague and he didn't give a clear answer.

Zhao Wenhua listened quietly. He did not say a single word.

Zhao Wenhua knew very well what kind of existence Lanke was. Although he could act arrogantly in front of the salesmen from Lanke, the highest level of contact he had was the manager of Lanke's Capital District.

Zhao Wenhua couldn't even get in touch with the General Manager in China, let alone the president of the pan-East Asia region.

On the other hand, boss Zheng did not even bother to make a phone call. The whole time, it was Su Yun, his assistant, who was in charge of the contact. Moreover, the General Manager of the imperial capital Region and the General Manager of the domestic region were not in his field of vision at all. He could directly find the president of the pan-East Asia region with a phone call.

'There's really a huge difference between people,'Zhao Wenhua thought to himself.

The patient's family members stood at the door of the office, and they were at a loss. He didn't know what had happened, and no one was talking to him. Everything was completely different from what he had imagined.

The patient's information was passed around among them. No one communicated with each other, and the atmosphere in the office was a little depressing.

"Boss Zheng? What are you guys doing?" Department Director Kong was about to go for lunch. When he passed by the doctor's office, he glanced at it and saw that something was not right, so he asked.

"Director, I'm waiting for Lanke's reply." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice as he stared at the X-ray film on the scanner.

"Eh? What's wrong?"

Department Director Kong walked in without hesitation. He raised his head and saw the dazzling chest x-ray.

"Uhh ... Late-stage dilated cardiopathy? what is boss Zheng researching?"

"Boss Zheng, is there a problem with the circulatory Internal Medicine treatment?" Department Director Kong asked.

His first thought was to use Internal Medicine to treat heart strengthening, dysuregia, asthma, and other appropriate treatments.

However, after he finished speaking, director Kong immediately realized that boss Zheng seemed to have said that he was waiting for Lanke's letter.

Lanke?

Lanke!