Chapter 1081 Become the shadow of the other party

The gap in life is so big, Chu Yuntian complains in his heart.

Huang Lao is gentle, while Zhou Congwen is simple and tough and confident.

Chu Yuntian did not confront Zhou Congwen. He glanced at his "one lifetime enemy" and stood aside silently.

Dr. Smith sat in the corner, his eyes were dull. Chu Yuntian probably had a blank mind, and now he was completely unable to think.

The failure of the operation can be explained, but how can I explain this when pushing the micro guidewire in?

"Look at the recent angiography." Mr. Huang did not rush to perform surgery on his hands, but came to the operation room of the hybrid operating room and directly called up the image of the last angiography.

After hearing the word "contactile" translated by Zhou Congwen, Dr. Smith suddenly bounced up from a chair in the corner.

He subconsciously wanted to block the screen in the operating room, but Zhou Congwen grabbed the isolation suit and took it aside.

Chu Yuntian grabbed Dr. Smith's arm and whispered, "Smith, be quiet."

"Chu, interventional surgery is impossible. Are you going to prepare for surgery?" Dr. Smith asked in a daze.

When he saw that the screen of the operating table had been adjusted to the scene where he "pushed" the guidewire with a high-pressure syringe, Dr. Smith wanted to end the embarrassing scene again.

This scene is simply too embarrassing, it is a stain on Dr. Smith's life...

Unfortunately, it exists objectively and must be solved.

"No, Dr. Huang said that he should try the interventional surgery first." Chu Yuntian whispered to Dr. Smith, "Smith, calm down and don't make any bigger mistakes."

"It's impossible, it's impossible to remove the needle when the interventional surgery." Dr. Miyamoto said in frustration in the corner.

Zhou Congwen looked back at them and the people from the Morgan family, stretched out his index finger with his right hand, placed it in front of the mask, and made a move to silence.

"It just doesn't mean that the boss and I can't do it." Zhou Congwen said lightly, turned his head and looked at the image of the radiography with his boss.

The operating room suddenly became quiet.

Chu Yuntian really couldn't understand what Zhou Congwen was doing.

Anyone with some medical knowledge knows that the situation in front of him is extremely bad, and the interventional surgery has failed, and surgical methods must be used... to have an extremely slim opportunity to solve this almost unsolvable problem.

"Absolutely, come on." Huang Lao said lightly.

"Boss, then I'll go and clean my hands." Zhou Congwen said.

“Go together.”

As a doctor at Mayo Clinic, Chu Yuntian originally wanted to take Mr. Huang to brush his hands, but Zhou Congwen seemed to be very familiar with this place and did not need guidance at all. He turned around and came to the brushing room with Mr. Huang.

Seeing the figures of the old and the young wearing lead clothes and preparing to brush their hands, Chu Yuntian was stunned.

If I had agreed to Mr. Huang back then, I would have gone to 912 in Bremen Clinic, would I have myself in this scene?

It was impossible, Chu Yuntian immediately threw this idea out of his mind.

No matter how I can't do it, I can't do the same as Zhou Congwen's level with Huang and Lao.

The two people are each other's shadows, movements, steps and even every move that match each other to the extreme.

Why do you feel this strange feeling? No, it should be an illusion.

This question made Chu Yuntian a little confused.

It’s not that he had seen Zhou Congwen and Huang Lao, especially at the domestic annual cardiothoracic surgery meeting, where Huang Lao did not come on stage. Zhou Congwen did it from beginning to end and took down the surgery that he was unable to complete.

Chu Yuntian once thought it was a "humiliation", but now he admits that his skills are inferior to others.

But even that time, Zhou Congwen and Huang Lao did not have such a tacit understanding.

What exactly do they do?

The curiosity in his heart was burning, and Chu Yuntian's eyes finally fell on the screen of the operation room and on the foreign object in the upper right pulmonary artery.

A needle, a piece of guidewire, and narrow and cramped blood vessels. Just seeing this image has already caused Chu Yuntian a headache.

Even surgical procedures are extremely difficult to do, let alone interventional surgery.

Soon, Zhou Congwen came out and began to disinfect and lay sterile sheets. While laying the sheets, he explained to the people in the operating room the equipment for preparing surgical procedures.

Although he was 80% sure, Zhou Congwen and Huang Lao still made the worst plans.

After Mr. Huang came on stage, Zhou Congwen stopped talking, and there was no other sound in the operating room except for the sound of machines.

Chu Yuntian looked at the two tall and short on the operating table through the leaded glass, the old and the young. They cooperated tacitly and needed no words at all.

This made Chu Yuntian envious of this.

This kind of tacit understanding is what all surgeons hope to get.

Tacit cooperation can increase the basic level of the surgeon by at least 20% and increase the success rate of the surgery by 10%.

The current surgeon is Zhou Congwen. Huang Lao stood in the assistant position, and Chu Yuntian watched silently, estimating in his mind what step the operation had.

Femoral vein puncture, catheterization, super-selective, the catheter should be in the inferior vena cava now.

Just as he thought of this, Mr. Huang suddenly turned sideways. He did not open the intercom and communicate with the technician in the operation room, but instead operated the panel in the operation room, and the screen suddenly lit up.

Chu Yuntian was stunned. He estimated that the catheter could enter the inferior vena cava at most at this time.

However, the microcatheter displayed on the screen has passed through the right atrium and the right ventricle comes to the position of the right upper pulmonary artery.

So fast!

Chu Yuntian was amazed in his heart.

Even the super selection is based on the blind exercises of the hand. This surgery is really amazing.

Liu Wuyan stood aside, holding his arms with his hands, and staring at him intently, without surprise. Liu Wuyan had a very accurate assessment of this junior brother and the boss's closed disciple in his heart.

Dr. Smith was still confused, his mask was moving slightly, as if he was muttering to himself.

Dr. Miyamoto didn't know when he walked out of the corner, stood behind everyone, and looked at the screen through the gap.

His eyes were extremely complicated.

Zhou Congwen and Huang Lao did not pay attention to the mood and performance of the people in the operating room, so they continued the operation.

Contrast.

Without using a high-pressure syringe, Nurse Zhou Congwen asked for a 50ml syringe and slowly injected contrast agent.

The contrast agent is so light that it leaves almost no images.

Is this contrast meaningful? Chu Yuntian didn't know. But he knew that the sewing needle would definitely not withstand the impact of a conventional contrast.

Something lucky happened.

Although there was a sewing needle and a micro guidewire floating in the blood vessel, there was no thrombosis in the blood vessel under the cooperation of the anesthesiologist at Mayo Clinic and the doctors in the relevant department.

The operation can be performed, and there is still a chance. Chu Yuntian subconsciously clenched his fists.

Next, the moment you solve the puzzle.

What exactly should Huang Lao and Zhou Congwen do?
Chapter completed!