"Boss, the operation is difficult," said Su Yun.

Zheng Ren opened his eyes and was a little tired.

It’s not that he can’t accept failures, but that he failed too many times and used interventional surgery to complete an almost impossible task...

Even Boss Zheng was exhausted even though he was a stubborn man.

"What are you thinking? Why do you feel a little tired? Boss, don't you, right? You are still thinking of Uncle Ning!" Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren in surprise in the back row and asked in surprise.

"Nothing." Zheng Ren sighed.

A small hand was placed on the back of his left hand, and Zheng Ren grabbed Xie Yiren's hand with his back, and his fatigue was wiped out.

"The surgery is difficult." Zheng Ren repeated.

"What do you need to do?" Su Yun did not criticize Zheng Ren, he was pondering the operation process.

But no matter how you think about it, you will see the four words "This road is blocked".

"Don't go on stage, prepare for rescue with Lao He." Zheng Ren had a preliminary plan in his mind.

"..." Su Yun was stunned for a moment.

"A lot of rescue medicines must be given in as soon as possible, I'm afraid Lao He will not be able to get busy.

The guidewire goes from the femoral vein and enters along the inferior vena cava. First take the thrombus, and then the net basket catheter needs to enter through the tricuspid valve. I guess there will be severe atrial fibrillation. Are you sure that you have that side?"

Zheng Ren said it very simply, but after the description, Su Yun knew what Zheng Ren was going to do.

He did not answer Zheng Ren's words, but asked back: "The picc duct and the pulmonary artery are very sticky. Are you sure you can not tear it?"

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

This is certain, and it sounds nonsensical, but Su Yun believed it.

"I'm fine. Lao He is experienced. In addition, I just have no problem with atrial fibrillation. Don't use propafone or sotalol, just apply amiodarone directly to the limit. If you can't control your blood pressure, you can try your best to give it to adrenaline and isopropyl kidney."

Zheng Ren nodded, Su Yun was still reliable.

In an extremely difficult situation, one person cannot handle it at all and must rely on the overall strength of the medical team.

To be honest, until the end, Zheng Ren did not successfully complete even one operation in the system operating room.

However, Zheng Ren has his own assessment of the operation process. If he cannot complete it alone, it does not mean that all the medical staff cannot complete it.

Because in the system operating room, what is uncontrollable is atrial fibrillation. If you use drugs to treat atrial fibrillation yourself, the operation will not be possible.

Over time, the subject will die.

This is a dead knot.

And outside, you can at least give it a try.

I can only give it a try, and Zheng Ren was not completely sure.

"Boss, Fugui'er didn't follow him." Su Yun frowned.

Professor Rudolf Wagner has been immersed in the sea-like information and has no time to look around.

He has to work until late at night every day.

The professors from each class of the student class returned to China and performed tips surgery. Countless information was summarized on the professor's side. He had no time to save Taiwan with Zheng Ren.

"I do it myself, it's okay." Zheng Ren said: "The difficulty lies in artificially causing mechanical incomplete closure of the tricuspid valve and continuous atrial fibrillation."

“Atrial fibrillation can be controlled with medication.”

"I will peel off the picc catheter as soon as possible. You and Lao He will give me at least 5 minutes." Zheng Ren tightened his hand while holding Xie Yiren's hand.

5 minutes is already the limit value Zheng Ren thinks is already.

No matter how short it is, even the peak of interventional surgery itself cannot reach it.

"Boss, you're dreaming!" Su Yun roared, scaring Xie Yiren.

"Um?"

"With me here, it's fine for fifty minutes!"

This is a habitual bragging, and Zheng Ren ignored Su Yun's words.

"It cannot be cut open." Zheng Ren sighed, "In fact, if the patient is a healthy person, it is best to cut the thrombus and then take the picc tube under the extracorporeal circulation. But the patient is a patient with advanced tumor..."

The last pause is all in vain.

Su Yun was silent. He thought for at least ten minutes, and finally nodded, saying, "I am sure of 3 minutes, and I want to try it in 5 minutes. Yiren probably has to go in, otherwise you will be afraid that it will be unhappy."

"It's okay, it's a few minutes, don't worry about me." Xie Yiren said firmly.

"I'll fight for it, why are you so slow!" Su Yun nagged.

"..." Zheng Ren shook his head, and for 5 minutes, he used a catheter to free the picc pipe adhered to the pulmonary artery. Is this still slow?

This guy Su Yun!

Silence in the car.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun are both thinking about the tasks they need to undertake.

This surgery is like life.

Disaster,

Too difficult!

Shuttle through the traffic in the imperial capital at the fastest speed and arrive at the Imperial Capital Cancer Hospital.

At the hospitalization department, Director Lin and his men were waiting for the medical team of Boss Zheng who came to rescue Taiwan.

Dean Lin was in a state of confusion at first, but after a period of time, the omnipotent high-dimensional time had healed the small wounds in his heart.

Everything is based on the patient's life, and there is no need to say more.

Seeing Boss Zheng jumped out of the car, Dean Lin sighed first, "This legendary Boss Zheng is so young!"

At this age, I was still being scolded by the professor in the lead group in clinical practice.

But Boss Zheng actually brought his medical team to rescue Taiwan!

My own medical team...

Alas, President Lin suddenly thought of his own girl again.

"Boss Zheng, thank you for your hard work." President Lin stretched out his hand very formally and documentedly.

Zheng Ren shook his hand and said directly: "Director Lin, I am only 60% sure of the successful operation."

“…”

Everyone around was stunned.

Even Boss Zheng is only 60% sure to do it? No! He was already timid before the surgery.

Some people even began to wonder, are those magical rescues and surgeries? Is it a conspiracy between the 912 Hospital and Xinglin Garden for publicity?

But Boss Zheng was as steady as a mountain, and he was not panicked at all. This kind of demeanor was not something that young people could possess.

This is a countless successful rescue and tempered surgery!

Some people are confused, some are sighing, and some are worried.

"Do your best, if you don't work, just turn to 912 for chest surgery." Dean Lin sighed.

"There is no need to open the chest. The blow is too big. After all, it is a patient with late cancer." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice, "Tell the patient's family that if the operation fails, give up."

His tone was a little cold.

Almost 100% of the clinicians have given the patient's family advice to give up treatment, but it was a bit too much for the doctor from 912 to go to the Imperial Capital to give this advice.

Dean Lin jumped gently twice.

"Where is the patient still having general anesthesia?"

"Yes." Professor Zhong nodded on the side and said, "I didn't take it out."
Chapter completed!