Su Yun did not see the surgery at all, but told Dr. Smith about tips surgery teaching.

Dr. Smith was absent-minded and his eyes were always staring at the screen.

Su Yun didn't understand.

In his opinion, Zheng Ren's surgery was indeed good, but that's the case. If it weren't for his lack of interest in interventional surgery, he would have just been a matter of minutes... a year or two.

It is still the popularization of tips surgery, and winning the Nobel Prize is more important.

However, after one minute, the screen in the operation room lighted up for less than 10 seconds. Dr. Smith's gaze could no longer move away after accidentally seeing the screen.

He forgot to discuss tips surgery with Su Yun, and Huo stood up, his upper body as if it was paper-like, was shaking and almost broke.

He strode to the screen and was speechless.

Su Yun felt strange that Zheng Ren's surgery was good, but it wouldn't surprise the big guy at Mayo Medical Center so much.

Su Yun has a good understanding of Dr. Smith.

Because of the tips surgery project, one of the review links is to evaluate and recommend people who intervene in the subject.

Of course, it is just a few of the top students in the world who are involved in disciplines, including Dr. Smith.

His level is a little higher than Professor Rudolph Wagner.

What's wrong? Su Yun stood up in confusion and looked at the screen.

The microcatheter is entering, smooth as if the curved arteries do not exist at all.

It's a good level, Su Yun thought to himself.

It is even higher than the level shown in 912. This guy also knows how to hide his own personalities. Su Yun was not unhappy, but was a little relieved.

Teaching other people step by step for tips surgery may lead to the consequences of teaching their apprentices to starve their master to death.

Su Yun and Zheng Ren discussed this matter.

Zheng Ren's point of view is that no matter how high the other person's level is, it's no big deal to reach Su Yun's level.

Su Yun was very angry, but he could not refute it. While praising himself, he raised Zheng Ren higher. Su Yun believed that this was a means of pretending.

Now looking...it's really fucking.

What is the limit of this guy? Su Yun was also a little dazed. But he immediately smiled. The technique he showed now should be Zheng Ren's limit.

This was forced out by Mayo Medical Center, and occasionally a sudden flash of inspiration appeared.

His guess was correct, but he took a few casual glances and remained silent.

The microcatheter controlled by Zheng Ren stopped in a strange position, which was neither forward nor backward, and looked particularly ridiculous.

And here, the professor began to inject embolizers into it.

Why? Su Yun began to construct the patient's liver three-dimensional structure based on the image. His brain was running wildly, and the black hair on his forehead was pressed by a sterile cap and could not help dissipate heat. Su Yun felt a little distressed.

I don’t know how long it took, but Su Yun had a trace of enlightenment in his heart.

That's the most suitable point.

If you go up, it will embolize a lot of undamaged liver tissue. If you go down, the range of hemostasis will be small.

Is this the experience I learned when I went to the imperial capital to save the Taiwan Strait? Su Yun suddenly realized that when he was doing the construction, Zheng Ren's surgery did not stop. He turned a blind eye to the surgery and tried his best to figure out why.

I don’t know how long it took, but Zheng Ren’s operation has begun to end anyway.

I'll go...Su Yun was surprised.

How much worse is the level? It's impossible!

He raised his head in confusion and did not continue to see the operation, but looked at Zheng Ren inside through the leaded glass.

With Professor Rudolf Wagner blocking him, Su Yun could only see some of Zheng Ren.

So focused and serious, with almost no movement on his hands. He knew that this was a manifestation of operating the micro guidewire and the micro catheter to an extremely meticulous level.

It turned out that the gap was really so big. Su Yun blew his breath and pressed half of his hair with the sterile cap. The black hair on his forehead could only float weakly for a few times.

And in the entire operation room, there was no sound.

A doctor who had an opinion on Zheng Ren's surgery before also stared at the screen in amazement, like a sculpture, motionless.

This is surgery, Su Yun knows.

I thought about it for so long before I could figure it out, and you can understand it too? Su Yun smiled, turned around and found a chair, and sat on it carelessly.

If the surgery is done well, the future will be easy.

This is Mayo, and there are no need to consider various factors, including the patient source, the bed, the doctor, and the nursing.

It is because others can become the world's number one, which has a profound foundation. Every first one has its own inevitable truth, not something that can be achieved by luck.

One Mayo's surgery volume can catch up with the liver and gallbladder of three or five imperial capitals.

Thinking of this, Su Yun felt at ease.

The general number of Nobel Prize surgery that was originally thought to be impossible to complete now seems to be possible.

He was so lucky, he sighed in his heart.

After sighing, Su Yun was stunned for a moment.

Fortunately, is Zheng Ren really so lucky? The journey is smooth and there are not even a few big twists and turns.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, maybe yes, maybe not, who knows. Anyway, the most important thing now is to complete the number of Nobel Prize surgery and promote tips surgery. You can put the rest in the future.

14 minutes and 23 seconds, the operation ended.

Just like hemostatic surgery for pelvic fracture embolization, the longest-consuming operation is not Zheng Ren’s super choice, but professor’s embolization.

There is no way to apply the injection of embolization drugs, and it is basically impossible to shorten the time.

In other words, this surgery has reached the limit of human beings.

After hemostasis and embolization surgery, Zheng Ren took out the diaphragmatic stent, which was extremely light and did not induce liver side damage.

He then turned around and stepped down, and the professor was responsible for all the final work.

Walking out of the art room, Zheng Ren found that the gazes did not look at him at all, but staring at the screen.

He was shocked by the peak-level interventional surgery, Zheng Ren thought to himself that not only them, but even himself, were shocked.

It turns out that the difference between the level of a master and the peak level is so big that it cannot be described in words.

How great would it be if it weren't for the peak cards, but for the fact that I really had this level.

Zheng Ren also sighed.

There was still some time left, so Zheng Ren simply found a place to sit down, closed his eyes and began to recall the various details of the operation.

Loomingly, the transparent ceiling from the peak began to loosen.

But Zheng Ren didn't feel it. He seized the time to keep the memory of his peak state in his mind and in his body. Let the muscles form memories and see if it could be helpful for his interventional surgery.

In the system space, the skill tree that was involved in the surgery grew wildly, and a broken sound came faintly from the air.
Chapter completed!