The Surgeon's Studio

Bao longtao was elder Peng's student back then. The country was still very poor at that time, and it was even more so for everyone and every family.

He couldn't even fill his stomach with food, let alone meat. At that time, when he saw a bowl of red braised meat, his eyes were blue, like a hungry wolf in the wilderness.

Bao longtao and his classmates, who were only twenty years old, had no good food in their stomachs. Every month, after they collected their meat buns, elder Peng would call them home to have some meat and fish.

This was a special memory that belonged to that era.

Now that Bao longtao was sick of everything he ate, most of the time he would eat plain congee and side dishes to get rid of the greasiness.

However, no matter if it was plain porridge or side dishes, or exotic delicacies, they were always far inferior to the meat dishes that master's wife had made.

The moment he thought of the old man reaching the end of his life, and the taste of meat and fish that he had missed for so many years could only become a memory, Bao longtao felt extremely uncomfortable. Memories from many years ago came back to him. He was overwhelmed with emotions, and his eyes were a little wet.

"Director, boss Zheng is still thinking about it."

After a long time, Zhou chunyong advised softly.

"Boss Zheng...Sigh." Bao longtao sighed and shook his head slightly, not saying anything unpleasant.

He was getting old, and the Zenker lounge was just one of the reasons. If it was twenty years ago, this wouldn't even be considered an illness. He would just need to be hospitalized for surgery and be discharged after a week. There would be no impact on his body.

But for an 84-year-old man, to put it bluntly, he would fall apart if he didn't move. Once there was any sign of trouble, even "small" problems like the last fracture in one's life could be fatal.

Once the inherent balance point was broken by the surgical strike, the whole body would slide down with acceleration until death.

Boss Zheng ... He had good intentions. Ever since he came in, he had been arguing with professor su. Sometimes the two of them spoke softly, and sometimes one of them insisted on his own opinion and put on a quarreling posture.

Most of the time, the two of them were thinking quietly, so focused that they looked like statues of thinkers.

The pen given by the waiter drew on the paper gently. The sketch was indeed good, and boss Zheng's Art Foundation was very good. But other than that, Bao longtao didn't think he could solve the problem of an 84-year-old man in the Zenker lounge.

After waiting for half an hour, Bao longtao wasn't in a hurry. Instead, he was discussing with his old classmates about gathering tomorrow and reminiscing about the past.

Old people were willing to recall and summarize, and Bao longtao was no exception.

Many details of his youth had been found in dusty corners, but he still exuded the taste of youth.

Bao longtao thought about what he had to do tomorrow and felt a little frustrated. The weather wasn't very good. It was cloudy outside, and it was about to snow. The old man must make it home.

"It's done!" Su Yun suddenly roared, causing Bao longtao to shiver in fear.

"..." Bao longtao didn't know how to describe it. His reverie was interrupted, and he was almost scared to death. Didn't the young people nowadays know how to respect their elders?

"Hospital director Bao, old Zhou, the surgery plan is out." Su Yun took the last sketch and walked to the table with a smile. She slapped the plain noodles in front of Bao longtao with a "pa" sound.

Bao longtao looked at the detailed sketch. It didn't look realistic, but more like a freehand sketch. He even felt that it was a formula for solving problems in three-dimensional geometry.

"Professor ... Professor su, the teacher and his wife have decided to be discharged from the hospital. They should be back at home in the capital by now." Bao longtao sighed."The old man wants to return to his roots. He's been recuperating well in the general's mansion recently. It's an eight to nine-hour drive back to his hometown. They're worried that if this drags on, they won't be able to go back."

Su Yun was stunned for a moment, then she smiled."It's just Zenker's Appendix. I'll go back anytime after it's cured." If you want to return to your roots, that leaf can probably hang on the treetops for another three to five years without a problem. "

"..." Bao longtao looked at Su Yun with a dumbfounded expression. He didn't know who gave this young man such confidence.

In the general's mansion, almost all of the top cardiothoracic experts and geriatrics experts in the country had read through the information of the old man. There was no good way other than to take the risk of performing a combined neck and chest incision.

"Professor su, do we need to do it with an intervention?" Zhou chunyong was full of anticipation. He was looking forward to boss Zheng and Su Yun's ability to fly beyond the heavens and solve this problem with a stroke of genius.

"Old Zhou, what are you thinking about!" Su Yun said in disdain,"if it was a few years ago, Zenker's dining room could be solved with titanium clips and transparent caps. Unfortunately, this technology was not yet mature at that time."

"It's not that it's not mature, it's just that it hasn't been introduced yet. " Zheng Ren corrected.

"That's roughly what I meant. The Zenker chamber is too big right now, and we can't use an endoscope or dunelaparoscope. " Su Yun said,"the trauma caused by a combined neck and chest incision is too great. The boss and I have designed a surgical method that can be solved with thoracoscopy."

He designed a surgical method ...

Bao longtao and Zhou chunyong were both stunned.

What the f * ck is this? To design and solve specific diseases according to each patient's own condition?

In fact, every surgery would more or less have a similar situation, and it was called adapting to the situation. No one could step into the same river twice, and no one could perform the same surgery twice.

However, re-planning a brand new surgical method from the root was called original creation! It was just like the new tips surgery, which was called the Zheng Shao Rudolf technique.

However, that was a Nobel Prize-winning surgical method, and how long had it been? An hour? A tactic was created just like that?

Based on his decades of clinical experience, Bao longtao believed that this was impossible.

"Dean Bao, this is all we can do. "Originally, I thought that the teachers in the Marshal's residence would understand after seeing this picture. The surgery should be able to be done, and boss should not show off. But now that the old man has been discharged, he can go to 912. I'll go on stage with the boss!" Su Yun was a little excited.

Since he was from Peking Union Medical College Hospital, he rarely went back. After all, he had to call anyone he saw a teacher. It was not as refreshing as going to the hospital affiliated to the University of Medicine and smashing people with medical records.

Su Yun was even more interested when she heard that the old man had been discharged from the hospital. She looked at Bao longtao and said,"how about this? President Bao, hurry up and send the blueprint to the professionals. To put it bluntly, it's not that I'm too lazy to talk about it, but it's because different professions are worlds apart. You're also an old doctor with decades of experience, so it's impossible that you don't understand this truth. "

Bao longtao was speechless. To be honest, he didn't really understand the Zenker lounge. As for the new surgical method that boss Zheng and professor su had developed, he probably did not understand it, let alone the subtle differences.

For the sake of boss Zheng and professor su, Bao longtao nodded, took a picture of the sketch, and sent it to several people.

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