"Let's go." Xiao Qiang stood up, stopped looking at Wang Chengfa, and left with great strides.

Director Lei was also shocked by Xiao Qiang's words just now. He was stunned for a moment and didn't care about speaking. He quickly stood up and walked out with Xiao Qiang.

"From the distance from Wang Chengfa, let him die of a rotten death in the outpatient clinic." Xiao Qiang said coldly.

"Would Zhou Congwen really do sleeve cutting? Or do it under an alascope?" Director Lei asked.

Although she is not a thoracic doctor, she knows the ceiling of general chest surgery.

Just like the ceiling of neurosurgery now has an aneurysm, this is basic common sense.

It is precisely because of understanding that I don’t understand.

What is the relationship between this ceiling-level surgery and Jianghai Third Hospital?

"That's what Mr. Huang said," Xiao Qiang said, "Now the Second Hospital of Medical University is so busy."

"Why?"

"One or two thousand people will come to the country," said Xiao Qiang. "Originally, many hospitals only sent one or two people to attend the annual meeting, but this time, not only did there be public surgery, but also two surgeries that everyone thought could not be performed."

As he said that, Xiao Qiang was really envious and jealous.

Neurosurgery also has mirrors that go through the nostrils and undergo intracranial glioma surgery.

Xiao Qiang wanted to learn it very early, but the operation was too difficult, so he hesitated and gave up on this idea.

Zhou Congwen is really young and very enterprising.

Not only did he perform the simplest wedge cutting, he even encountered ceiling-level surgery.

Awesome!

Although Xiao Qiang didn't like Zhou Congwen, he still gave Zhou Congwen a "percent" evaluation in his heart.

"Can you do it? It's a mess?" Director Lei said disdainfully.

"You understand!" Xiao Qiang knew it in his heart and scolded coldly, "Who is Mr. Huang? No one said no, are you sure Zhou Congwen can't do it?"

Director Lei was stunned by Xiao Qiang's words. She knew Xiao Qiang very well and knew that he was unhappy. Xiao Qiang had a dog face and changed as soon as he said it. Director Lei quickly stepped forward a few steps and hugged Xiao Qiang's arm.

"Old Xiao, I was wrong, don't be angry?"

"It depends on your performance." Xiao Qiang felt soft, laughed, and threw Zhou Congwen's affairs behind him.

When they drove to a hotel, Director Lei went to open the room, and the two of them went upstairs while laughing.

...

...

At the same time, in the office of the thoracic surgeon of the Third Hospital, Zhou Congwen was drawing the patterns during the operation with a stroke.

"Old Liu, use a bronchoscope to cooperate with me." Zhou Congwen gently tapped the pattern on the medical record paper in his atomic pen. "The vision of the laparoscope is limited, and I can't see the bottom, so I can only fuck blindly."

Liu Wei was already stunned by the operation process outlined by Zhou Congwen, and stared at the pattern on the medical record paper.

He didn't expect that during Zhou Congwen's operation, the anesthesiologist would have such a heavy task.

"Can you do it?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"..." Liu Wei didn't dare to speak.

The excitement of holding the treasure clip before was gone. He looked at the pattern painted by Zhou Congwen with all his attention, and finally shook his head.

"Congwen, I'm afraid I'll delay your surgery." Liu Wei said with a sad face.

"Let's do this." Deng Ming said, "Start I'll get a table, and then find a little doctor to be a second assistant. When the sleeve cuts and the sleeves are in line, I'll do the bronchoscope and cooperate with you." Deng Ming said slowly holding the thermos cup in his hand.

He understood Liu Wei's mood.

The things Zhou Congwen requires are extremely difficult. Even if he can meet Zhou Congwen's requirements by himself, he can't help but not talk about Liu Wei.

"That's OK," Zhou Congwen said lightly, "The difficulty of the surgery is mainly here. Is it a sleeve cut? It must be the most difficult time when the bronchial is anastomosis."

"I'm more confident when you draw the picture." Deng Ming laughed, "Xiao Zhou, I really didn't expect your thoughts."

Zhou Congwen smiled slightly.

Laparoscopic sleeve stomp surgery is mainly carried out after the large number of Da Vinci robots entered the clinic.

The Da Vinci robot is a surgical equipment developed by MIT. It was originally mainly used in battlefield rescue, and surgeons remotely operate the surgery.

However, due to signal transmission problems, not many types of rescue are used in battlefields. Instead, they have gradually entered the clinical stage and applied to some difficult surgeries.

In the future, sleeve resection in thoracic surgery, esophageal cancer surgery; cardiac surgery bypass surgery; pancreatic duodenal joint resection in general surgery are all done with a Da Vinci robot.

It is indeed a bit difficult to perform surgery with ordinary laparoscopy now.

But who is Zhou Congwen?!

He is a surgeon who will do many robotic surgery in the world in the future, no one else.

Some things are thought straight, and there are many problems and I can’t understand them at all. But if you think about them in another dimension and think about them in reverse, it will be easy to solve.

It's not easy to solve, at least there is a solution.

Zhou Congwen is preparing to do sleeve cutting, and there is a blind spot in the field of vision when it is anastomosis. Ordinary laparoscopy is not a Da Vinci robot system, light source, and observation mirror cannot twist the angle, so he can only be blindly fucked.

In order to avoid risks, Zhou Congwen thought of using a bronchoscope to observe during the operation, down to the end of the tracheal that he needed to be anastomotic, and watched with his eyes to complete the operation.

Even the operating end of the bronchoscope can help you correct the angle of the suture needle in the trachea, greatly reducing the difficulty of the operation.

However, no matter how you do it, even if Zhou Congwen "takes tricks", the difficulty of the operation is still beyond the sky.

Even Zhou Congwen now must be careful to make up for all flaws and act cautiously.

However, the advantage is that the cooperation of senior brother Deng Ming.

Two top thoracic surgery people join forces, and the surgery should be fine.

"Then let's settle it." Zhou Congwen said, "Director Deng, what else can I not understand?"

“There are many questions, such as…”

Deng Ming's academic level is definitely above Liu Wei, and he is countless levels higher than him, and the questions are also the key points among the key points.

Zhou Congwen explained patiently, constantly drawing patterns in his atomic pen, trying to show Deng Ming the clearest art field.

Liu Wei was stunned.

He read it repeatedly many times, and felt that this was his own illusion. It shouldn't be Director Deng Ming and Deng of 912 answering questions and answering questions. Zhou Congwen nodded repeatedly on the side?

Why was Zhou Congwen talking about the key points of the surgery incessantly, and Director Deng nodded repeatedly?

Three hours later, Deng Ming let out a long sigh, "It's almost done, I'll go back and think about it."

Zhou Congwen smiled slightly, "There is still time. Director Deng asked if he doesn't understand. The operation is very big, and I don't guarantee that he will have a good temper after he goes on stage."

"..." Deng Ming held the thermos in his hand and looked at Zhou Congwen.

If it weren't for the countless precious herbs soaked in the thermos cup, Deng Ming would have directly raised the water on Zhou Congwen's face.

Is there anyone talking to the senior brother like this?

Originally, Deng Ming thought that the boss was almost eighty and had accepted the last disciple who closed down, so he must have taken it himself.

But the truth is the opposite.

Even if Deng Ming led him now, he would not dare to do so.

...

An ambulance roared out of the gate of Dongfeng Hospital.
Chapter completed!