Chapter 978: Not the feeling of first love
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The Surgeon’s Studio
- Black Ursa Prime
- 1281 characters
- 2021-04-11 11:32:28
Su Yun said that he would not come, but he still followed.
Say no, the body is still very honest.
Mu Tao was ready to go, Zheng Ren did not meet with Zou Jiahua at all. He was the same as before, looking at the patient, confirming the correctness and going to the surgery. The order of the surgery is still in front of the normal patient, and the live patient is at the end.
Mu Tao felt that something was wrong. After he took office, he asked: "Zheng boss, Mr. Zou has nothing to do with it."
"The surgery is tight, there is Su Yun on that side." Zheng Ren smiled, then silently found the hemostatic forceps from the sterile bag.
Mu Tao’s heart glimpsed, remembering the experience of being beaten by Su Yun in Pengxi Township. At that time, he secretly vowed that he would not let others knock himself with hemostatic forceps.
So he worked hard to learn new TIPS surgery and master all the skills as much as possible.
in order,
It is not to let people use their hemostatic forceps to knock their own radial diameter.
But when he saw Zheng Ren holding the hemostatic forceps in his hand, he was a little nervous.
The first patient's condition, Mu Tao, has been reviewed for no less than ten times, and the film can be remembered almost. He had to puncture at some position. After he studied it himself, he discussed it twice with Zheng Ren.
It can be said that the new TIPS surgery Mu Tao has been fully mastered.
As for the surgical technique, he did not know how many times he saw the live broadcast in the Imperial Park in Xinglin Park.
In terms of details, there should be no problem.
However, when the corner of his eye lingered to Zheng Ren’s
sneakly
touch of the hemostasis pliers, he was heartbroken.
It is not the feeling of first love, but the kind of heart that is caught in the class and caught by the teacher.
Mu Tao only slammed for 1.354 seconds and returned to normal. He took a deep breath and spit it out.
The heat wave behind the sterile mask rolled over and the eyes were slightly misty.
Calm the mood, with the closure of the airtight lead door, Mu Tao Shenxin surgery.
Puncture, angiography, everything is clear to the chest, the whole process is also very smooth.
This operation is even more tense than the doctoral graduation reply. Even for Mu Tao, the importance is far beyond the college entrance examination!
Faced with a enchanting assistant, and a gentleman who is like a passer-by, but can make the enchanting assistant crouching, Mu Tao still has the heart.
Only this heart has been reduced from surpassing to catching up. Until now, Mu Tao has lost the idea of catching up. He only thought that he could see Zheng Ren’s back from afar, and he would not be left without a shadow.
This TIPS surgery is a test of the learning outcomes of this time.
The puncture kit went in, and Mu Tao vaguely saw the hemostasis pliers and the emperor's position in the most convenient position.
If there is a hand type and the operation is not correct, Mu Tao has no doubt that the hemostatic forceps will directly hit his own radial diameter.
Zheng Ren did not speak, just looked at the opposite screen, the puncture kit walked slowly in the blood vessels, everything was perfect.
Even if he looked at the level of surgery at the master level, Zheng Ren could not pick out many mistakes.
Slightly, but not demanding. Mu Tao's level is still very high.
Habitually holding the hemostatic forceps, Zheng Ren suddenly saw the puncture kit back a little.
"Old Mu?" Zheng Ren asked strangely.
This operation is really inexplicable.
If the previous operation can score 8 points, this operation can completely score -1.
Because the contrast was so great, Zheng Ren also stunned, and the hemostatic forceps did not knock down.
"Oh..." Mu Tao was dumb.
"The operation is quite smooth, just do it normally, don't be nervous." Zheng Ren comforted Mu Tao.
Mu Tao saw the hemostatic forceps in the right hand of Zheng Ren. The cold light flashed and the heart smiled. At this time, tell yourself to be calm, don't be nervous, and make jokes.
Have the ability to put down the hemostasis pliers.
"Before the puncture point, I saw that you were looking for it. It was fine. It was not afraid of being wrong." Zheng Ren whispered Mu Tao with a voice that only two people could hear.
After all, the patient is in a state of local anesthesia. If you hear this, I am afraid that it will be directly scared.
Comforting Mu Tao, and then taking the patient's heart stem, it is not necessary.
Soon, Mu Tao returned to calm. The puncture kit continues to move forward, not fast, very cautious.
Near the puncture point, Mu Tao completely forgot the tension.
After studying for more than half a month, I repeatedly simulated it, and even the live broadcast of the operation was almost ruined, for the moment.
The positioning of the puncture point on the nuclear magnetic dispersion is slightly different from that of the X-ray image, but why is it different and where is the difference? Mu Tao has already made it clear.
Down, the wrist is raised by 16°, the index finger and the are slightly buckled, and the force is just right. The puncture kit and the portal vein wall are separated.
For a moment, Mu Tao even produced an illusion.
The puncture kit becomes part of your body and touches the endometrium as if you have touched it by hand.
This feeling... very good!
It’s just that Mu Tao didn’t have time to feel, to relish, to immerse himself in a mysterious feeling, just to not let the hemostatic forceps beat himself.
Since Zheng Ren touched the hemostatic forceps, his sacral spurs began to faintly begin to hurt. The
encounter
of Pengxi Township is vivid and the memory is still fresh.
Mu Tao feels that he is being chased by a fierce and evil wolf. Once stopped, there will be no residue left.
Not happy,
Without understanding,
No hesitation,
There is no pause.
The puncture kit came to that point slowly but persistently, and it stopped.
"No problem, puncture." Zheng Ren said slowly.
Affirmative words, like a scorpio.
Mu Tao was a little embarrassed and pulled the button.
The piercing needle penetrates the inner wall of the blood vessel and penetrates the liver into the hepatic vein. The feeling of puncture and penetration is fed back from the puncture kit to the hand and into the heart.
Correct!
It is this feeling!
After a few seconds of delay, Mu Tao slowly withdrew the puncture kit, and then took the film stent to go in.
success!
One success!
The hemostatic forceps did not move together!
Mu Tao was ecstatic when he brought the film holder into it.
Finally succeeded!
With the stent graft open ~EbookFREE.me ~ venous blood with high pressure in the portal vein into the hepatic vein, everything is as smooth as Mu Tao expected.
Zheng Ren put down the hemostasis pliers, Mu Tao's surgical level, really stronger than many people. Even the famous director of Zhou Chunyong, who has been famous for a long time, can't compare with him.
The only one who can be slightly stronger than Mu Tao is Professor Rudolf Wagner.
Really strong, not bad, Zheng Ren showed a smile behind the sterile mask.
Mu Tao looked at the screen and saw that the venous blood began to flow, and the portal hypertension had been alleviated. Recalling the feeling of the puncture kit hitting the wall before; the moment of puncture, the puncturing feeling.
The technical flaws seem to be broken, and looking back, the hard work has not been in vain.
"啪~"
The hemostatic forceps tapped on Mu Tao's right hand sacral spur.
"Why are you swearing? Take time to surgery." Zheng Ren said indifferently.