The Surgeon's Studio Chapter 859 - Meaningless Interventional Surgery

Chapter 859: Meaningless Interventional Surgery

Was it Mu Tao?

Zhao Yunlong was stunned for a moment.

He originally thought that it was the patient’s family member who was listening to Zheng Ren’s lecture on the surgery process. He did not expect that it was actually Wu Haishi’s disciple, Mu Tao!

‘You’re a well-known professor, sitting by the computer like a medical graduate, listening to Zheng Ren’s lecture on radiographic films. Do you have no shame?’

Zhao Yunlong despised him in his heart, but he immediately put on a typical fake smile of Sister Zhiling and said, “Professor Mu, when did you come?”

“Professor Zhao, I arrived last night. I came early this morning.” Mu Tao looked at the screen with some regret. Without hesitation, he turned around and left. “Professor Zhao, I’m going out. You guys hand in your shifts first.”

Zhao Yunlong wanted to keep him, but the words he had just said were still echoing in the room. He was really not cautious enough. He was a little unhappy.

The early shift was very dull. Director Kong was not around. Without the director’s ward rounds, it was indeed much more refined.

Zhao Yunlong had said something at the morning meeting. Director Kong would be coming back from the front linein the near future.

He had been gone for twenty days, and everything was gradually getting better. Moreover, Zhao Yunlong had said that there would be a collective third-cla.s.s merit for intervening in the general course. As for his personal honor, Zhao Yunlong did not mention it.

Zheng Ren did not care about such things.

However, when he mentioned the frontline, Zheng Ren felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

He simply did not want to think about these things. Zheng Ren decided to focus on completing the surgery. He would do his best to win the n.o.bel Prize this year and complete a mythical journey.

After that, there were even more things waiting for him.

After the shift was over and the ward rounds were completed, Su Yun and the Professor would bring the patient to the stage first.

“Old Mu, are you going to take a look at the second stage of the surgery?” Zheng Ren invited.

Mu Tao had the same intention.

He had studied Zheng Ren’s new TIPS surgery method for a long time. There were two highlights. One was the use of nuclear magnetic resonance imaging to pinpoint the location. It allowed the previous lucky puncture to become traceable. This point was subversive.

The other point was not the next stent, but Zheng Ren directly placed two stents.

In the beginning, the two stents were to prevent the occurrence of hepatic encephalopathy, reduce the radius of the flow channel, and reduce the amount of venous blood that was not metabolized by the liver. This also ensured that the blood ammonia content was within a controllable range.

Then, after the patient adapted, another stent was taken out and the flow channel was expanded.

The next two stents were also thought of by some people in the past.

However, it was very difficult to take out the second stent. Moreover, the puncture point had not been determined yet. In other words, the TIPS surgery had not been completed yet. Who would study how to improve the problem of hepatic encephalopathy after that?

Therefore, Mu Tao believed that the TIPS surgery done by Zheng Ren was already a relatively perfect surgical method.

Not only did he have to learn nuclear magnetic resonance, he also had to learn the second stage of surgery.

He smiled and nodded. He followed behind Zheng Ren and was ready to go up to the stage to take a look.

When he entered the operating theater and Zheng Ren was changing his clothes, he received a call from Professor Yang and Chief Luo. The two departments had to accept a total of five patients with advanced cirrhosis today. They wanted Zheng Ren to go and see the patients and book the time for the surgery.

However, it was not now. They had to wait for the patients today to be discharged before the next batch of patients could be admitted.

However, the number of surgeries exceeded Zheng Ren’s expectations.

The two chief physicians and the professors in charge of the group were very supportive of him. Zheng Ren was somewhat gratified.

The situation was opened up bit by bit. It was not as difficult as it was when he first came back. Zheng Ren’s mood was also much more cheerful.

When he arrived at the operating theater, Zheng Ren washed his hands and changed his clothes. Su Yun had already finished his work and was curled up on a sofa in the corner, playing with his phone.

“You really don’t want to partic.i.p.ate in interventional surgery.” Mu Tao used to have a trace of doubt when Su Yun said that he never partic.i.p.ated in interventional surgery.

But now, it seemed that it was indeed true.

“I’m a surgeon. Why would I want to partic.i.p.ate in interventional surgery? Besides, interventional surgery is so boring. What’s so fun about it?” Su Yun did not even raise his head and played with his phone.

“…” Mu Tao had the urge to curse, but he still held it in.

This was the TIPS surgery, an improved version of the TIPS surgery! He did not cherish such a good opportunity to observe the surgery. Instead, he was playing with his phone on the other side of the room!

But what could he say?

Even if he was playing with his phone, the surgery would not be any worse than his.

‘Humans…’ Mu Tao sighed in his heart as he watched Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner go on stage.

Zheng Ren stood in the a.s.sistant position. The Professor was the surgeon, so the surgery began.

The surgery process was very smooth. Professor Rudolf Wagner was the first people to learn the new TIPS surgery from Zheng Ren. He had already completely grasped the difficulties of the second stage of the surgery. Zheng Ren went onstage just to add a layer of insurance.

The hemostatic forceps were placed in the palm of his right hand. He did not even need to use them before the surgery was completed.

Little Oliver sent the patient away, while Su Yun stayed on the sofa playing with his phone. He did not move at all.

Zheng Ren did not bother with that fellow. After the surgery, he came out and asked Mu Tao, “Old Mu, is there anything you don’t understand?”

Mu Tao’s face was filled with tears.

He did not even see anything before the stent was removed…

It was very easy to judge a person’s ability to do something like this. Once he used his own hands, the angle of his wrist could be slightly wrong, and it would cause bleeding in the liver parenchyma.

Although the interventional doctors were not afraid of bleeding in the liver, they could at most embolize it. However, if they could reduce the number of side injuries, they should try to minimize the number of collateral injuries.

After all, patients with advanced cirrhosis all had liver atrophy, and the liver function itself was poor. If a part of the liver was embolized, the patient’s liver function would recover for a long time.

Mu Tao looked at the screen and muttered to himself.

Zheng Ren noticed that Mu Tao did not speak, so he also realized this point.

“When you can note down the first stage of the surgery, I will take you to the second stage of the surgery,” Zheng Ren said.

Mu Tao nodded in relief. Boss Zheng was really understanding. He was many times better than his a.s.sistant who only knew how to criticize.

“Boss, what do you want to eat for lunch?” Su Yun raised his head and asked.

Although the atmosphere in the operating theater was relatively free, it was a little too much to think about eating when the stage had just opened.

Zheng Ren was slightly surprised.

When he saw Su Yun glance at Mu Tao, he immediately understood.

“Old Mu, I’ll give you a simple welcome for lunch. What do you want to eat?” Zheng Ren asked with a smile.

This group of people who came from the frontline had an inexplicable sense of familiarity in the depths of their hearts.

It was not an exaggeration to say that they were comrades-in-arms.

Although the operating theater in Pengxi Village did not have the rumbling sound of cannons or the rain of bullets, it was still considered a trench. Zheng Ren, Su Yun, and Mu Tao fought together for a few days and nights.

Chief Jiang of the Department of Intervention in Pengxi Village, who was in the same trench, almost died.

Speaking of the degree of cruelty, it was not much lower than wartime.

Mu Tao was thinking about the surgery, but he was stunned by Zheng Ren’s question.

“Anything is fine,” he answered in a daze.

This sounded like what Zheng Ren always said. Su Yun sneered in the corner.

Su Yun was not the only one who thought so. Zheng Ren was also stunned by Mu Tao’s words. Those were his words!

“Old Mu, where are you from?”

“Hunan.”

“Then let’s go eat Manchurian cuisine.” Su Yun did not hesitate, nor did he seek Zheng Ren’s opinion. He immediately made the decision.

It did not matter what they ate. Mu Tao’s heart was filled with the various details of the first and second stage of TIPS surgery.

Although the surgery was not long, there were a lot of details.

Little Oliver sent the second patient up and the first patient down. The surgery began again.