This kind of surgical procedure has no name, and even Zhou Congwen, who is "skilled" in mastering it, never wanted to give it a name.

There are absolutely no more than 5 people in the world who can perform such surgery, and there are absolutely no more than 3 people who can ensure the success rate of surgery above 30%. Zhou Congwen even suspects that only the boss and himself can increase the success rate of surgery to above 50%.

The boss has no choice.

After all, before 2001, the domestic economic conditions were limited, and there were basically no surgical equipment for thrombolysis and thrombolysis. 912 was the first hospital to introduce DSA machines, which made peers across the country envious.

Some patients will definitely die when they are sent. Instead of waiting for death, it is better to give it a try.

So the boss has had some similar operations.

If Zhou Congwen hadn't cheated, it wouldn't be an exaggeration for his boss to say that there are many people who have done similar surgery in the world.

Zhou Congwen was still a little excited when he was able to try artificial coronary dissection + stent implantation surgery.

Seeing Deng Ming, who was greeting him, standing not far away, Zhou Congwen accelerated his pace and walked over.

"Director Deng." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "The boss is resting?"

"Yes." Deng Ming did not laugh, but looked at Zhou Congwen with great caution.

"So nervous? Are you doing surgery?"

"..." Deng Ming's face looked very bad.

"Don't do this." Zhou Congwen smiled, "Director Deng, you must have confidence in the boss."

Confidence... Deng Ming was speechless after hearing this word.

"I'll ask you something." Zhou Congwen said, "What is the boss's personality?"

"cautious."

"So?" Zhou Congwen said, "The boss knows that the success rate of the surgery is at least 50%.

"But 50% is not enough, it must be 100%!" Deng Ming emphasized.

"100%? Director Deng, you don't say anything like a doctor." Zhou Congwen said, "Even if you use laparoscopy to perform wedge cutting surgery, can you guarantee a 100% success rate? I guess the boss dares not say this."

Deng Ming all knows the truth between this, but what is the use?

"Don't worry, I flew over to do the surgery with my boss, and the success rate can reach at least 70%.

"What if it fails?" Deng Ming asked.

"If you fail, you will die." Zhou Congwen said seriously, "Does the patient and the patient's family agree or not. If you don't agree, we will fly back directly."

Deng Ming's mouth was full of bitterness.

Zhou Congwen said the truth, but often the truth is meaningless.

"This is the last solution. I don't understand the boss' acupuncture anesthesia, but I really don't understand it, so I don't pin my hope on the boss' acupuncture anesthesia." Zhou Congwen said, "What do the patient's family say?"

The patient's family... Deng Ming savored the word Zhou Congwen said, feeling inexplicably strange.

The thinking of this closed disciple is very similar to that of the boss. In their thinking, the queen is not the queen, but becomes a patient.

As for the patient's family...

"The patient's family is recognized. There is no other way now. If you delay, you can live for three or five days." Deng Ming said frankly, "But Dr. Miyamoto from Shuntiantang has objections. He shouted that this was a murder."

"Miyamoto?" Zhou Congwen frowned, "Isn't he doing the surgery?"

"Basically, the person who made the mistake will jump out before the operation to prove that he is innocent." Deng Ming said helplessly.

This is a manifestation of human nature. Deng Ming has seen it countless times and is no longer surprised.

"Oh, it's okay, I'm there." Zhou Congwen smiled faintly.

Deng Ming was stunned. He originally wanted to instigate Zhou Congwen to use the deep theory of excimer laser ablation to criticize Dr. Miyamoto.

But I just mentioned the beginning, and Zhou Congwen agreed.

Usually, Zhou Congwen has a good temper. Apart from major surgery, there is no problem except for dealing with his old director Wang Chengfa.

What happened this time?

"Director Deng, it's not that I'm talking about you." Zhou Congwen said, "When you go out with your boss, you just kick him with a blind eye. Don't be so gentle."

"!!!" This was the first time Deng Ming heard that he had a gentle temper.

"I think too, but I don't understand the ablation of the excimer laser ablation, so there is nothing I can do." Deng Ming sighed.

"I'll go and have a look." Zhou Congwen patted Deng Ming's shoulder.

Deng Ming introduced the Queen's situation to Zhou Congwen while walking.

After a lot of trouble, her body was already overwhelmed, and it was not an exaggeration to say that she was dying.

Zhou Congwen frowned when he heard this.

"The boss concluded that there was only one chance." Deng Ming said, "There is no way."

"Yeah, give it a try."

Deng Ming also wanted to ask Zhou Congwen how to do the operation, but then he swallowed all the problems back.

The principle of the operation is very simple, unlike the DK-breast sh styling. Even experienced hands have to think about it for a long time before they can understand the truth.

Artificial arterial dissection is simple and easy to understand.

Its difficulty lies in operation.

That's the coronary artery, not the aorta.

Deng Ming asked himself that even if the aorta is artificially created and then placed in a stent, the success rate of the surgery will not exceed 30%, let alone the much smaller coronary artery.

Zhou Congwen was not nervous about Deng Ming's previous treatment, and what he asked the most was what happened at the medical record seminar before excimer laser ablation.

Deng Ming did not add fuel to the fire, but retelled the situation at that time in detail.

Zhou Congwen didn't say much, and a smile kept on his face.

Someone informed him of the location and contacted Deng Ming. When he arrived at Wellington Hospital, the Queen had already been on the operating table again.

The air in the entire Wellington Hospital seemed to have not solidified. Zhou Congwen saw many big shots, but he didn't care, and didn't even call him, and went straight to the operating room with the staff.

"The operation cannot be successful!" A voice came out in the locker room.

Although there was no simultaneous interpretation, Deng Ming could hear that Dr. Miyamoto was shouting.

He didn't understand what Dr. Miyamoto was thinking. If he had changed himself, he would have hidden himself secretly and would never be seen.

It is estimated that Dr. Miyamoto's mental breakdown is using all his strength to shift all the responsibilities.

People are sometimes really complicated, and this may be another symptom of Stockholm syndrome.

Zhou Congwen narrowed his eyes when he heard the sound in the locker room, and Deng Ming's heart was shocked.

He felt that Zhou Congwen seemed to be a sharp sword unsheathed.

Zhou Congwen strode into the locker room, Dr. Miyamoto waved his hands in the air, his face flushed unhealthy.

"Bang~" Zhou Congwen did not use his profound theories to convince Dr. Miyamoto as Deng Ming imagined, but instead used his own high legs to kick him in the stomach.

This kick was so hard that Dr. Miyamoto was kicked away.
Chapter completed!