"Just do your best, don't force it. Director Pan hesitated, but persuaded Zheng Rendao.

But before he could finish speaking, Zheng Ren had already walked into the interventional operating room, and the heavy lead door closed, leaving him with a smile that narrowed his eyes.

Surgery, continue.

Zheng Ren was over-selected, and the hepatic artery had already been over-selected, and Zheng Ren began to try the over-selection of the renal artery.

The technique is still skillful and stable.

Microguidewire superselection, microcatheter entry, angiography, not renal artery.

At this time, only the method of elimination can be done.

After the hepatic artery and renal artery, Zheng Ren began to do superselection of the superior mesenteric artery.

Fifteen minutes later, the results were still disappointing.

Professor Pei and Director Pan's faces became more and more gloomy, the operation time had passed for 1 hour, and in this 1 hour, Zheng Ren was operating with a line for most of the time.

should decisively choose to give up the operation, Director Pan thought to himself.

He didn't understand the interventional surgery, but since Professor Pei from the magic capital was here, he didn't say anything wrong with Zheng Ren, then this was fate.

Not all diseases can be treated.

It is not uncommon for seemingly simple surgery to be opened and the situation is completely different from that of auxiliary examinations.

After all, the human heart is separated from the belly, and the auxiliary examination must not be completely consistent with the real situation under the direct vision of the naked eye.

If someone must be responsible, and someone must be a villain, then let yourself come.

Director Pan made up his mind and pressed the button on the walkie-talkie.

"Zheng Ren, let's finish the operation. Director Pan was in a heavy mood.

If possible, no one wants to give up on the treatment of a patient.

But things in the world are not as good as they should be.

On the battlefield, how many comrades-in-arms can be saved if they can have a blood transfusion in time? How many comrades-in-arms can avoid the doom of amputation if they can have a sterile operating room?

No, nothing.

Even Midi, who is armed to the teeth, can't do it.

Manpower is sometimes exhausted.

This......

This is fate!

Director Pan's words made Zheng Ren and Su Yun in the operating room stagnate, but the two of them did not directly give up the operation and walked out of the interventional operating room, but were talking about something.

Professor Pei sighed, he had seen a lot of this situation, and he had to have a hundred surgeries for the ones he had given up.

If you can't find the artery that supplies blood, who can do anything? Not to mention that the doctor can't stand the X-ray exposure for a long time, can the patient lying in bed bear it?

A few minutes later, the two people in the operating room began to quarrel fiercely, and they seemed to feel the tension through the thick lead door and radiation-proof lead-made glass.

Director Pan immediately stood up, opened the induction lead door, and walked in.

"What are you doing?" Director Pan's majesty burst out in an instant.

"I'll try again. Zheng Ren said flatly, "The time for receiving the line has exceeded 1 hour, and Su Yun should go out." ”

"Why. Su Yun was wearing sterile gloves on his hands, otherwise he should have gently stroked the black hair on his forehead with his hand at this moment, showing his contempt for Zheng Ren.

"I'm a sorcerer, and I have the right to decide. Zheng Rendao.

"You really think ......"

"Okay!" Director Pan interrupted the quarrel between the two, glanced at Zheng Ren and Su Yun, and saw that Zheng Ren was determined, so he said, "Try again, Su Yun, you come out with me." ”

Su Yun can quarrel with Zheng Ren, and he can belittle Zheng Ren with sharp teeth, but he can't say a superfluous word in front of Director Pan.

He tore off his sterile surgical gown and angrily threw it into the contaminated bucket. Like a deserter, he left the interventional operating room behind Director Pan, gray.

The heavy lead door closed again, and Su Yun lowered his head, and the black hair on his forehead fluttered weakly.

Tear off the lead jacket and throw it into the corner of the operation room.

More than a dozen catties of lead clothes made a "bang" sound, which seemed to express Su Yun's deep dissatisfaction.

Director Pan ignored Su Yun's childish actions, young man, it should be a little tempered.

Besides, the operation is not over yet, and even criticism will have to wait for the postoperative operation.

The small waves subsided, and the operation began again.

Without Su Yun there, Zheng Ren's movements were slower and more cautious.

And his hands also changed from the normal left and right position to the left and right hand crossing, and began to overselect again.

"Director Pan, you're a good person. Professor Pei looked intently at the super-selected image and said lightly.

Director Pan felt bitter in his heart, the better he was, the more difficult he was in this situation.

Chang Yue saw that Su Yun's back was wet and soaked with sweat, and the green isolation suit had turned dark green, obviously resisting dozens of catties of weight to perform surgery, which was indeed a job that required physical strength and technology.

She turned to leave, and soon returned, with a bottle of water in hand.

"Thank you. Su Yun lowered his head, didn't look at the image of the interventional operation, took the water, and said softly.

Chang Yue wanted to comfort Su Yun, but his lips moved slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

In the operating room, Zheng Ren has overselected the hepatic artery, renal artery, and superior mesenteric artery, and is now overselecting the spinal cord donor artery.

Still not!

After the over-selection of the spinal cord-donor artery, Zheng Ren did not end it as agreed, and started the next over-selection.

Director Pan couldn't help it, pressed the intercom button, and said solemnly and sternly: "Zheng Ren, I order you to end the operation!"

Zheng Yunxia was lying on the operating table, just a local infiltration anesthesia at the femoral artery at the base of the thigh, and she knew everything that happened.

Listening to Director Pan's words, she suddenly said, "Doctor Zheng, let's finish." ”

"Life and death are fateful, my life is not good, I know. Thank you for your help, really. ”

Zheng Ren's hand froze for a few seconds, then put down the guidewire and catheter, and said softly, "Don't move." ”

With that, he walked out.

"Director Pan, the super-selection will be completed soon. Zheng Ren said firmly, "Once you give up, all your previous achievements will be wasted." ”

"It's been two hours! Something must be wrong, who will give me an explanation!" Old Director Pan was irritable like a male lion.

"Dr. Zheng, just do your best, let's finish. Although Professor Pei was not good at ordering Zheng Ren, he still persuaded him.

Zheng Ren didn't hesitate, shook his head, and said, "Director Pan, I'll try again." ”

"That's what you just said!"

"Now, I'm an operator, and I know the most about the operation. Zheng Ren said firmly: "There are not many arteries that need to be overselected, and all I can think of is the short gastric artery and aorta, which will be over soon." You say yes, Professor Pei. ”

Professor Pei sat in a wheelchair, pondering.

The operating room suddenly became as silent as death.

"And the intercostal arteries, you try it too. Professor Pei was very cautious in his words.

Zheng Ren nodded, and then looked at Director Pan.

Director Pan kept looking at Zheng Ren's eyes, and the two looked at each other for five seconds.

"Three times, and then three more blood vessels. Director Pan finally decided.