Zheng Ren has a trump card and has a chance to experience it at the peak.

At his peak, there were only 30 minutes, and Zheng Ren didn't want to waste it. He wanted to understand Director Miao's condition as much as possible at his current level, and avoid mistakes.

Not as much as possible, but certain! Must!

If there is a mistake, Zheng Ren himself will not forgive himself.

As for the peak experience, it is Zheng Ren’s last reliance. It really doesn’t work, Zheng Ren will use it. But now, it’s not possible!

God knows if Director Miao will have other complications.

When the two guide wires were put in, Zheng Ren did not care whether the back of the guide wire fell to the ground and was contaminated. Now is the practice stage, so he didn't have to worry about sterile operations at all.

But even so, Zheng Ren found that the operation was too difficult, even more difficult than he thought.

When I was a child, I read novels and wrote about fighting with my hands. Many children had played with it. At that time, when I drew circles with my hands, Zheng Ren drew the best and most round ones.

Because his mind is the simplest and most direct.

This is why he had the idea of ​​trying it out.

However, drawing a circle is simple, and it is extremely difficult to operate two micro guidewires. If the force of the 95 micro guidewire is somewhat uneven, it will be discounted.

It seems very simple to operate a micro guide wire with both hands. If you use both hands to operate two micro guide wires, it is even more difficult than climbing the sky.

But, there is no way.

After 5 minutes, no guide wire reached its position, let alone the experiment subject died again after the next step of operation.

Zheng Ren didn't care about the death of the experimental subject. He persisted in operating the guidewire with both hands, allowing himself to enter an ethereal state, and his hands could perform surgery without interfering with each other.

This was his childhood experience. Although he hadn't played with it for so many years, he had few childhood memories at that time.

30 minutes...

60 minutes...

120 minutes...

As time passes by bit by bit, Zheng Ren does not care how "waste" it is. If Director Miao can be rescued, Zheng Ren would rather spend all the surgical training time.

It took a full five hours to complete the two-hand surgery. Two guidewires wandered in the blood vessels and did not interfere with each other. One entered the aorta and the other entered the hepatic artery.

Because of limited time, it is impossible to over-select, so Zheng Ren could only use embolization according to the anatomical discovery.

Although the time is dozens of times more than the time required, Zheng Renluo was a little relieved after all, it was successful once.

There are nearly fifty days left for surgical training, and Zheng Ren is not sure that hundreds of training sessions can shorten the time to within 3 minutes.

But this is a must-try, and Zheng Ren is unwilling to give up this opportunity.

If we follow the conventional methods, Director Miao will be dead.

In fact, there was not much communication between Director Miao and Zheng Ren, but after a kidney transplant, Zheng Ren learned about some sad things from Mr. Yu.

Yes, that's all.

However, Director Miao took over the operation of the death of the operation and encountered trouble. Zheng Renn could guess why Director Miao committed suicide.

He didn't want Director Miao to die.

If such a good person in the simple sense dies, Zheng Ren's three views that have been working hard for him will be shattered.

This is to save Director Miao and Zheng Ren himself.

Subconsciously, Zheng Ren tried his best to save him, but in the system operating room, he had no expression on his face, calm and a little indifferent.

After the operation was "successful", Zheng Ren took the fastest speed to take a look at the skill tree.

It was originally a peak, but that slight distance seemed to be the end of the world.

However, after this surgical training, Zheng Ren didn't know if it was his psychological effect. He seemed to see the skill tree grow wildly again, and that slight distance shortened.

After taking a look, Zheng Ren entered the system operating room again. After returning, Zheng Ren first added all the accumulated skill points to the interventional skill tree, and then began to train again.

After adding all the skill points, Zheng Ren did not see any changes. This was expected, and he just wanted to try it.

Now, Zheng Ren, who stored winter food like a hamster, desperately wanted to save it, throwing all his savings onto the unknown balance, as if he was crazy.

put all one's eggs in one basket!

The operation continues.

one day……

Two days...

Ten days...

Thirty days...

Almost no one can do this kind of boring surgical training in one breath. But Zheng Ren didn't feel that he was immersed in the surgical training process and tried hard to find any point to improve his technical level.

A 30-minute peak experience and a trial in the system space are also required. This is Zheng Ren’s last trump card, and he doesn’t want to throw it out so early.

He was like a gambler with red eyes but still awake, pressing almost all bets, but leaving only a glimmer of hope.

The remaining surgical training time is getting shorter and shorter, and Zheng Ren is under increasing pressure.

He has reduced the operation that took the first five hours to about 40 minutes, which is impossible to others.

It is incredible to be able to do it, not to mention that two surgeries can be completed in less than an hour.

But Zheng Ren knew that the cold and cruel reality would never give him so long.

If this is the case, it would be better to do it one by one faster.

It only took 3-5 minutes, and this goal was like a natural barrier before life and death. Zheng Ren tried hard, but he would always fall and his nose was blue and swollen, and he would be in a state of failure.

After failure, come back again, and fail again.

After repeated recurrence, the indifference on Zheng Ren's face never changed. At this moment, he was an emotional robot, completing operations that others dared not even think about.

The operation continued, day after day.

Without assistants, without equipment nurses, and even patients were fake. Zheng Ren could only hear his breathing, becoming heavier and more desperate.

Forty days have passed, and the remaining surgical training time has become less and less.

But Zheng Ren's eyes became brighter and brighter. He had already learned from the experiences and lessons of the failure of thousands of surgeries for 40 days, and he had summarized the path to success.

But my level is not enough.

It's okay, there is still a peak experience time. This is the only reliance for Zheng Ren to stay awake and maintain his rationality.

He didn't think about whether he would go crazy if he could not complete the peak experience.

In the system operating room, there is no rising sun, no curling smoke from cooking stoves, no birds singing and fragrance of flowers, no infinite sunset, no lonely smoke from the desert, and no long river sunset.

Here, there is only surgery.

Boring, monotonous, boring surgery.

Zheng Ren started the operation again, and the brand new experimental subject was on the operating table. Suddenly he felt a warm current falling from the sky, as if he was inspired by a fairy, his whole body was warm, dispelling the cold in his heart before.
Chapter completed!