After checking the external circulation machine, Lao He looked at the anesthesiologist in the International Hospital who was stunned and was happy, but there was no expression on his face.

"This, find a player." He took out a U disk from the pocket of the isolation suit and handed it to the anesthesiologist here.

"Teacher... This is..." The anesthesiologist on this side was already shocked by the orderly and busy preparation process of the operation.

Anyone who is engaged in medical care knows what it means to prepare meticulously and meticulously after this group of people comes in.

This is so professional!

What does professionalism mean?

Others' level is higher than the sky!

It’s nothing to do if you have surgery in your own hospital with confidence. Going to a strange place, you don’t have many things to do and you can find replacements at will. This is the ability!

Now, this very old anesthesiologist took out the U disk. Could it be that this is a secret weapon?

Old He smiled slightly, didn't say anything, and began to check the types of drugs used on the anesthesia sheet, the concentration of the drug and the speed of administration.

The little anesthesiologist held the U disk and felt excited.

The awesome anesthesiologist in 912 gave him a U disk before the operation, which must be the secret of the operation!

As long as the operating room is slightly higher, there will be audio playback equipment, especially the hybrid operating room.

In smaller hospitals, there is no such place as hybrid operating rooms. It is just that the hybrid operating rooms of international hospitals cannot undergo several operations throughout the year.

The little anesthesiologist plugged the USB flash drive in his heart and turned on the computer.

There is only one file in the U disk, click to open it.

The singing of good luck immediately came from the operating room.

[Put a thousand paper crane and tie a red ribbon, I wish the kind people good luck every day...]

I went... the little anesthesiologist was stunned.

What's this? Is it a little more rustic?

It is tradition to sing in the operating room. Of course, many doctors do not like noise and like quietness.

The older generation likes red songs, and they are passionate about walking in the river with a small bamboo roar.

But what is this? Is good luck coming?

"Old He, you're too much!" Su Yun shouted, "You're going to do surgery when you're going to play this broken song!"

"Brother Yun, don't bother, Boss Zheng likes it." Lao He said with a smile. Others take Su Yun seriously, but Lao He doesn't think so.

There is only one leader in the medical team, that is Boss Zheng. You just need to flatter Boss Zheng, and the other people’s ideas are not important.

Besides, just a song, why bother to be serious?

He just said with a smile, leaving Su Yun with nowhere to use his martial arts skills.

"Boss, you take care of it!" Su Yun shouted while checking the equipment needed for the surgery with Xie Yiren.

"Watch the movie, don't make noise." Zheng Ren put his left hand under his armpit on his right, held his cheek with his right hand, and looked at the lung CT film taken before the operation.

"Or ultrasonic knife?" Su Yun counted the equipment and asked.

"Leave a spare."

"There are no octopus." Su Yun said.

"It's okay, you can keep jumping without being fixed." Zheng Ren said indifferently.

This time Su Yun stopped talking.

He knew how high the skill level needed if he didn't fix the heart and wanted to stitch it.

But that's still coronary surgery. The heart is sutured and the beating is constantly... Su Yun himself is only 70% sure.

Is this guy's surgery so high? Su Yun was a little surprised.

My heart was a little confused, but at this time the song of good luck was transmitted to my brain through my eardrums regardless of everything.

Su Yun glanced at Lao He and smiled bitterly.

This guy, Lao He, may have been devoted to his boss for the rest of his life.

But I think it was because Director Mao was such a big deal, and the boss turned the tables against the pressure of the whole hospital, smoothing out all the troubles for Lao He.

As long as you have a little wink, you will be the only choice. Is this still necessary to think about it?

Su Yun let out a sigh of relief, and the black hair on his forehead was pressed into the sterile cap and could not even float.

"Anaesthesia, the cycle is ready, Boss Zheng." Lao He said then.

"The surgical instruments are ready." Xie Yiren said, and then began to check the number with the operating room nurses here.

"Boss, I've disinfected it." Su Yun yelled. He wanted to use his voice to overshadow the singing of good luck.

But the singing seemed to have strong penetration. No matter what, I could hear it clearly.

"Okay." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.

Disinfect, lay sterile sheets, Zheng Ren goes to brush his hands and goes to the stage.

He didn't ask Director Mao what he explained before the operation, that these were not what he should be responsible for. In the system operating room, Zheng Ren also tried the procedure of removing the big shelf by intervening surgery.

However, even if Zheng Ren's interventional surgery level reaches the peak, he cannot do this at all.

One position of the big shelf is stuck in the oval fossa, which cannot be solved by changing the angle of the intervention guidewire.

After dissecting the experimental subject, Zheng Ren came to this conclusion.

Fortunately, the success rate of thoracic surgery was 100% and the completion rate of the surgery was 100%, but Zheng Ren was not worried.

The buzzing sound of the sternum saw echoed in the operating room, and the normal sternum was incision in the mediastinum.

"Boss Zheng, how to intubate?" Lao He asked.

"Ascending the aorta, superior vena cava." Zheng Ren replied in a simple manner.

After cooperating with Lao He for two extracorporeal circulation surgeries, Zheng Ren is still assured of Lao He's technical level.

The ascending aorta and superior vena cava are routinely established in parallel circulation, the heart does not stop, the right atrium is incised, the inferior vena cava convex and double-cavity allanture cava cava bleeding is controlled.

The operation process was simple and clear. Mao Chi stood behind Zheng Ren and watched the operation, feeling moved.

Although my mind was declining, at the peak of that time, when more than a dozen bypass surgeries a day, no one had such an external circulation.

How many surgeries can I get?

Mao Chi sighed in his heart that even if he is talented, he will not be able to reach this level without 180 surgeries.

But now, where can I find 180 surgeries?

"Director, Director." Professor Zhang rushed over and saw that the stage had already begun, and he was immediately panicked +2.

"I've finished giving it?" Mao Ji asked without looking back at the operation with his hands behind his back.

Just like in 912, Mao Chi's breath was fully visible.

"After the explanation, the patient's family has a lot of opinions, but as long as the operation can be successful..." Professor Zhang looked at him with his head protrudingly.

Seeing that there were only two people standing on the operating table, his heart suddenly sank.

Isn’t this nonsense when I have heart surgery, only two people?!

"There are too few people, it's my negligence. I'll go find someone from the chest to come and help." Professor Zhang didn't dare to be arrogant on the operating table. After all, Director Mao is here, so it's not his turn to speak.

"No." A voice said gently on the operating table, "It's done soon."

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