The Surgeon's Studio

Gao Shaojie was stunned for a moment.

Was this rude question meant for him?

“Uh… ”

“The second people’s Hospital sent you here to learn TIPS surgery? ” Su Yun slumped in the chair and said mockingly, “you still look like you’re serious. That director something from last time, he couldn’t even explain the meaning of nuclear magnetic resonance. ”

Gao Shaojie’s heart skipped a beat. He looked at Su Yun and said seriously, “I’m not from the second people’s Hospital, but I came here to see how President Zheng does TIPS surgery. ”

“No. ” Su Yun yawned and ignored Gao Shaojie no longer.

Was that all? Gao Shaojie completely did not understand the significance of this young doctor, who was extremely handsome and could totally act in an idol drama, saying a few words to him.

However, that was not important. The surgery had already begun.

Gao Shaojie did not sit down because the chair was relatively short. The screen on the operating table was very big, so there was a slight problem with the angle of the chair.

The screen had already lit up, and the micro-guiding thread was slowly but firmly moving through the left gastric artery.

In the Apricot Garden, the live broadcast room was opened again.

[ how long has it been since the live broadcast started? Isn’t it a bit too much for a surgeon to do his job? ]

[ don’t talk nonsense. It’s already good enough to have a surgery to watch. Who Owes you or owes you? I’ll show you a high-level surgery for free? ]

[ yes, based on the quality of the previous surgery, it can be completely carved into a CD and sold. ]

The surgery had yet to reach the critical moment, and everyone was still hiding.

The intervention doctor from the right wing of the Middle Banner in Horqin, Inner Mongolia, immediately rejected everything he was doing and found a quiet room. He used his IPAD to log in to his account in Xinglin Garden, fixed it, and then turned on the video recorder, he wanted to leave behind the video footage of the surgery.

Fortunately, he was performing an intervention surgery today.

The interventional surgeon was in tears. The Heavens did not disappoint those who were willing!

He had borrowed this video recording equipment from the television station to brush his face. However, ever since he had borrowed the equipment, the live broadcast room of the surgery had never been opened again.

This was simply a joke!

He had a misconception that someone was staring at him, but he was not allowed to learn how to perform an interventional surgery.

During the recording process, he could finally stop staring at the screen so nervously.

After that, he had plenty of time to watch the surgery.

And now, he wanted to learn as much as he could about the subject in front of doctors all over the country.

He,

was just an attending physician,

he was just an attending physician in a Second-class First-class Hospital in Inner Mongolia.

But,

he felt that since he was a doctor,

he had the responsibility to learn skills and tell people better skills.

There were many people who were better than him.

However, those big shots did not have time to do science popularization.

He had tried the surgical method in the surgery broadcast room, and it was very successful. He saved a patient with lower gastrointestinal bleeding.

Then, everything would start from now on!

He glanced at the patient’s case file. This patient had already done two interventional surgeries.

He still remembered the process of these two surgeries.

The liver tumor also shrank from about 10 cm to 4 cm smoothly.

The surgery was very successful. This time, the surgeon would definitely seize the opportunity to further control the liver tumor and extend the patient’s life as much as possible.

[ this is the third surgery for this patient. From the data, the interventional surgery was very successful. ]

The interventional surgeon sent a bullet screen.

He hesitated for a moment, but he firmly sent another bullet screen.

[ the future direction of treating liver cancer lies in the interventional surgery. Surgery has no future. ]

This sentence was like a cannon on a map. As expected, it attracted a lot of people’s attention.

[ this man is really bold when he speaks. ]

[ with just one sentence, he has brought the Department of hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery to its end? ]

[ the ignorant are fearless! ]

As he spoke, the surgery had already begun.

The interventional doctor was not afraid at all.

What was there to be afraid of if he expressed his views on the Internet? He was just spouting nonsense. Who was afraid of who?

Moreover, he really believed that what he said was right.

[ this patient is undergoing the third interventional surgery. The patient’s malignant tumor has already shrunk from 10 cm to 4 cm. If the patient has never undergone surgery before, after the interventional surgery and then the surgical resection, the patient’s trauma is much smaller than before. ]

The interventional doctors were excited. In Inner Mongolia, the right wing of Horqin was the center of the banner. In their own hospital, there was no such atmosphere for academic discussion.

If he were to say these words to the director of the General Surgery Department, he would probably be scolded so much that even his mother would not be able to recognize him.

[ there is another key point. The patient has already undergone surgery. The Surgery Department is helpless against this kind of malignant tumor. ]

What he said was especially correct. It was impossible to refute.

At this moment, the image of the interventional surgery had already been opened. The microwires were moving forward in the small blood vessels.

There were not many bullet screens. Perhaps it was because he could not understand, or perhaps he was moved by the words of the intervention doctor, which caused him to think.

[ this is a tumor that has grown out of the left gastric artery to supply blood vessels. In the late stage of a malignant tumor, there are many blood vessels like this that provide blood. ]

The intervention doctor introduced it as if he was the chief surgeon doing the surgery and explaining it to the interns. However, gradually, he was attracted by the exquisiteness of the surgery. He forgot all about science and the like.

[ the blood vessel looks so thin. I reckon that it has just proliferated not long ago. Moreover, it is especially tortuous. The surgery is extremely difficult. ]

[ isn’t it easy for the professor to perform this kind of surgery? Look, this blood vessel will definitely be selected successfully in one go. ]

[ I guess so. I’m gradually beginning to have this kind of superstitious confidence in the operator. ]

The bullet comments were messy. There were not many people who spoke, and it could not be compared to before.

During this period of time, the surgery live broadcast room had not been opened. The doctors who were curious and paid attention to it knew that what was lost was precious.

Therefore, when the live broadcast room was opened again, they all kept silent at the same time and paid attention to the surgery.

Sure enough, the surgery went extremely smoothly. One branch artery after another was embolized, and no one could tell that it was difficult at all.

The technical difficulty of the surgery could only be measured by interventional specialists.

However, at most, it could only be measured by one or two points. This was because Zheng Ren’s standard and the strength of his assistant had already reached the peak of this world. No one else had seen this kind of surgery with their own eyes.

After all, the field of interventional surgery had only been around for a few decades. It could not be compared to surgery.

The surgery looked very simple. The entire process took less than an hour. When the micro-conducting wire was finally removed, the interventional doctor was still in a dream and could not extricate himself.

This surgery was simply too beautiful.

The interventional doctor vaguely felt that the skill level of the surgeon was constantly changing. He was getting stronger and stronger, and he could no longer understand how powerful his surgical technique was.

He almost could not understand it… the interventional doctor felt a hint of despair.