The Surgeon's Studio

"Elder Peng, please take care of your health."

In front of the 120 ambulance, a person consoled softly.

"It's fine, I've already expected this. " Elder Peng said indifferently, without much sorrow or a smile.

"His body is still in good condition now. When we return to our hometown, he will need to use a nutrient solution for a period of time. Be careful of the needle on the road. Xiao Ling is our most skilled nurse, so it won't be a problem for her to follow us. "

"That's very thoughtful of you. " Elder Peng said,"let's go back. It's pretty cold outside. Don't catch a cold."

The specialist was director Shang Jia, the director of geriatology at the imperial capital Hospital. He had come to the Marshal's residence for a consultation this time but could not come up with any good opinions.

He knew that elder Peng was worried that his wife would catch a cold, so he sent the old man to the 120 transfer car and watched as he left.

"AI." Director Shang sighed softly. He placed his hands in front of him and exhaled. Then, he rubbed them a few times. Even his face was warm. He raised his head and looked at the sky. Dark clouds were gathering, and the northern wind was a little strong, like a knife.

It's going to snow. Shang Jia's heart felt like it was being weighed down by layers of clouds.

"Chief Shang, have a meal before you go back."

"No, no," Shang Jia forced out a polite smile."I'll go back and take a sip, and rest early."

The person who spoke to him was director Chai, a big name in the cardiothoracic field.

Director Chai still wanted director Shang to stay. No matter what, they had to have a meal before leaving. They had to make a meal at home. He just ate a simple meal and didn't drink, so it wouldn't take long.

Before he could say anything, his phone rang.

He picked up his phone, glanced at it, and said with a smile,"it's Dean Bao from Beijing's liver and gallbladder Department."

"Oh, he's elder Peng's student. He should be asking about the situation now." Director Shang said softly.

The phone call was very short. The two of them only spoke a few words before director Chai hung up. His expression was a little strange.

"Chief Shang, please wait a moment."

Director Shang found it strange and frowned slightly. Although it wasn't the ninth yet, the weather in the imperial capital was already very cold. Director Chai didn't move. He was fiddling with his phone.

Isn't it cold ...? Director Shang was a little curious and went over.

A rough sketch appeared in front of him. It was not an image, but a rough sketch that looked like an architectural drawing.

It seemed to be a chest dissection, and there were some approaches drawn on it, as well as many words.

"Director Chai, What is this?" Director Shang was not wearing his glasses and could not see clearly, so he asked curiously.

"Hospital director Bao was with boss Zheng this afternoon. They were talking about the old man. This is the schematic diagram of the new surgical method that boss Zheng made."

"New surgical method ... Schematic diagram ...

Chief Shang was stunned for a moment, then he sighed.

"Director Chai, that's impossible. I estimate that the old man's body can only withstand one to one and a half hours of surgical shock. It was impossible to cut it down in such a big living room. One and a half hours is already an overestimation. I think one hour is the maximum. "

"It's done with a lens. " Director Chai replied absent-mindedly. It was obvious that he was more interested in the blueprint.

A lens? That was impossible! Director Shang immediately rejected this idea. In a large nape lounge, it was possible to use a large knife, but it was impossible to use a lens.

After standing in the cold wind for nearly five minutes, director Chai slowly turned off his phone with a serious expression.

"Director Chai, can you do it?" Chief Shang's heart skipped a beat and he asked.

"Using a full thoracoscopy to perform a laryngeal esophageal life-form and a thoracoabdominal esophageal lateral anastomosis is an imaginative idea. I don't care about the patient's condition, but from a surgical perspective, I think it's possible. Department Director Shang, how long do you think the old man's body can last if we use a endoscope?"

"As I said, it's almost the same. The damage caused by the laparoscope is small, but anesthesia is a major threshold." Chief Shang said,"one hour. This is the time I gave you. If you exceed the time limit, the damage will be too great."

"An hour ..." Chief physician Chai was obviously a little disappointed."The surgery is a little complicated, and it's a laparoscopy surgery. There are some delicate operations in the lounge. If I were to do it, I would need at least two hours."

"Boss Zheng, is that Zheng Ren from 912?"

"Yes." Director Chai replied absent-mindedly. He replied to the other party's message as he spoke.

"What did you just say?"

"I told hospital director Bao that it would be best if the surgery could be done within an hour. I don't think it can be done, but the surgery design is really awesome!" Director Chai sighed."It's a bold and imaginative idea. I didn't think that I could do this before."

After he finished speaking, he felt that there was a little awkwardness in his words, so he corrected,"it's not that I didn't think of it. I just had a small idea, but it was too difficult and I didn't think deeply about it. This is a new surgical method, and it will take at least dozens of surgeries to develop. "

Boss Zheng? Director Shang thought of the Nobel Prize winner who had been in the limelight in Imperial recently.

He had designed a new surgical method out of thin air, and he had even performed a laparoscopic surgery in a large Zenker lounge. He was really amazing.

"I've already informed Dean Bao. He'll reply to me when he has news. "

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The dishes were served, but Dean Bao did not have any appetite at all.

Within half an hour, several big names in the cardiothoracic Department replied to his messages one after another.

They all understood the design and thought it was a feasible idea.

A few people who did not know the situation even teased hospital director Bao about the surgery project of the capital's Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery to increase the cardiothoracic area. However, those who knew the situation persuaded him that the old man was already old, and he might not be able to withstand the shock of the surgery even if it was a laparoscopy.

Only Department Director Chai's reply mentioned that the surgery was scheduled within an hour, so it was still possible to perform the surgery.

From this information, Bao longtao knew that the blueprint of the new surgical method drawn by boss Zheng and professor su was feasible. At least, without considering the patient, the surgery could definitely be performed.

But after all, he was facing an 84-year-old man, and there was still a long way to go before he could complete the surgery.

"Boss Zheng, how long do you think it will take for you to perform the surgery?" Bao longtao asked carefully.

At this moment, he had already begun to have a certain hope in his heart.

"Surgery ..." Zheng Ren muttered to himself.

As a whole, the surgery was only discussed with Su Yun in the system operating theater while they tried to find a solution. If they really wanted to do it, Zheng Ren would not know.

"Two hours!" Su Yun chuckled and said,"if it were me, I would definitely be able to get it." The boss is also on stage. It should be over in an hour and a half. "

"AI." Bao longtao sighed,"the capital hospital's director Shang gave us a preoperative assessment. If the surgery takes more than an hour, he suggested that we don't do the surgery."

Su Yun frowned. He knew that the one hour he was talking about did not only refer to the time for the surgery. It also included the time for the preoperative anesthesia, postoperative recovery, and a series of other things.

In that case, the time left for the Sorcerer was estimated to be only 50 minutes.

"It won't take that long. I can finish it in forty to forty-five minutes." Zheng Ren said seriously.