Haicheng, City First Hospital, Emergency Building, Operating Room.

Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolph Wagner were undergoing percutaneous arterial embolization and the operation went smoothly.

Su Yun was still so lazy, but his eyes were staring at the screen without blinking, with a strange look.

Gao Shaojie stood from the operation room of the interventional operating room to the operation room of the CT room, and his expression became more and more serious and serious.

Because his level is enough, he can see something deeper than the doctors from the Second Hospital of the City.

The surgeon is awesome, the assistant is awesome, and the surgery is of course awesome.

But it is absolutely not enough to just describe it as awesome.

He searched his memories of the surgery he saw when he was studying at Columbia University Medical Center.

Compared with the surgery in front of you, we compare it repeatedly from each angle.

Finally, he was shocked to come to a conclusion.

Haicheng, the first hospital of the city, has a level of interventional treatment for liver cancer far exceeding that of Columbia University Medical Center.

At the beginning, Gao Shaojie never believed or admitted this.

He found countless possibilities to defend his teachers and professors at Columbia University, and wanted to keep his inner pride.

But……

As long as you have a little bit of a timid in your heart and a high level, you can see that the operation in the operating room is far superior to that of Columbia University Medical Center.

This is fucking!

Gao Shaojie cursed in his heart, not scolding the person who was undergoing the surgery, but venting his inner confusion.

Is this Haicheng or Mayo Clinic?

If it were Mayo Clinic, he would have accepted this fact with pleasure.

After all, the world's number one is not a waste of time.

However, this is Haicheng, and I was "invited" by another hospital for surgery.

But I didn't expect that I would encounter such awesome surgery here.

Four foreign tumors support blood vessels, and each of them is extremely difficult to embolize. In Gao Shaojie's view, if radiofrequency ablation is required next, there is no need to embolize it, just simply drifting some iodine oil as a positioning method.

However, the young surgeon didn't think so at all, but firmly embolized all the feeding vessels of the tumor tissue.

No matter how tortuous the blood vessels were, they seemed to be worth mentioning in front of him.

The young operator operates domestic, slightly hard, poorly felt guidewires, and moves forward all the way, radiography, super selection, spraying, embolization, and completes in one go.

Gao Shaojie was stunned when he saw it.

If only once, maybe it's luck.

However, four foreign tumors support blood vessels, each of which is so smooth, and each one is not difficult.

This surgery is so awesome!

Gao Shaojie's expression was filled with huge waves in his heart.

Soon, the embolization of the tumor tissue ended. I pushed the flat cart to the CT room and prepared for radiofrequency ablation.

Wang Qiang's expression on the side was cloudy and sunny.

Su Yun, Chu Yanran, and Xie Yiren all went to help push the patient, and the operation room was empty.

Wang Qiang then asked in a low voice: "Teacher Gao, why do I think the surgery here is...it's so simple."

He racked his brains and only came up with the adjective of being so simple.

Apart from being so simple, what else can you say? It’s so awesome? What if Teacher Gao doesn’t think so, isn’t this slap from Teacher Gao?

Wang Qiang was going to hold Gao Shaojie's thigh and if there was any surgery, Gao Shaojie could come from the provincial capital to rescue Taiwan with a phone call. It only took two hours, and most of the surgeries were a problem.

So, he chose such a ridiculous word.

"It's not simple." Gao Shaojie sighed and did not continue to explain to Wang Qiang. Instead, he took out his cell phone and found a number to dial it out.

"Tell Cory, I was a little injured in Haicheng and can't go back for the time being."

"It's okay, a small problem, I twisted my foot. The experts won't be able to diagnose it tomorrow. Well, I won't have surgery this week and next week. If you want to go back to your hometown, go."

"Okay, then that's it, I'll hang up."

Listening to Gao Shaojie's words, Wang Qiang was stunned.

In the provincial capital, the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University, several directors in the group were the number of beds, patients, and surgery volumes.

To be honest, my brains almost came out.

What does a hospital bed mean?

The number of patients, the number of surgeries, the status of the department, and how much money it earns.

Several professors led the group, each of whom went out of the clinic one day a week. This day, the patient was collected, the bed was filled, and then the patient was discharged from the hospital next week. This was repeated.

Even before the New Year, the doctors in the department were on holidays, and the students and graduate students went home for the New Year, but the professors in the group were still unwilling to give up.

Through relationships, I found someone to help and continued to work until New Year's Eve.

Wang Qiang, that's the kind of person.

It is close to the provincial capital, and you can get there by one phone call when you need it.

If there are sects in the medical field, Wang Qiang has tied himself to Gao Shaojie's chariot, and the label is particularly obvious.

What exactly happened? Why didn’t you even accept the patient and no surgery?

Wang Qiang was stunned for a moment.

Gao Shaojie didn't explain anything to Wang Qiang, and he asked for leave without hesitation. Those so-called costs were all very vague in front of this operation and the TIPS operation in the Second Hospital.

His surgical level has reached his own limit and it is difficult to break through again.

Today, a TIPS operation and an interventional embolization surgery for liver cancer made him suddenly realize and vaguely see a higher level of light.

Gao Shaojie followed Zheng Ren and followed closely.

He did not ask Zheng Ren about the details of the operation, because the operation had not been completed, he estimated that Zheng Ren's mind was full of various details of radiofrequency ablation that he was about to do.

At this time, I asked, isn’t that feeling uncomfortable for myself?

Soon, when they arrived at the CT room, several people carried Zheng Yunxia onto the bed where the CT scan was tested.

Where is the doctor in the CT room?

Then, Gao Shaojie saw Su Yun sitting in front of the machine and began to fiddle with him.

Oh, this guy turned out to be a technician and an operator. No wonder he speaks so badly.

For a moment, Gao Shaojie knew it.

Without interest, you can't make much money, there is no hope of going up, and you're going to be a mess every day... These labels are all hit on Su Yun at once.

It looks pretty good. It’s better to go to the draft than to be an operator.

Gao Shaojie is sure that if this extremely beautiful "operator" in front of him goes to the draft, he will have a high probability of becoming famous overnight.

Isn't it much better than being an operator here?

But these were not his focus, and his attention was then put on Zheng Ren.

Professor Rudolph Wagner was busy, but Zheng Ren was just watching the movie in front of the video reading device.

One picture is a 64-row CT three-dimensional reconstruction.

One is a film that has just been involved in an embolism.

The two films compare with each other.
Chapter completed!