Don't look at me like that. Dr. Mehal waved his hand and said, "Zheng, sanding the scratches on the floor with sandpaper can't hurt the scratches themselves. ”

Zheng Ren suddenly felt that this old man was very interesting, not the boring kind. It's just this metaphor, somewhat pessimistic and disappointed.

"Man always has to face death and return to the arms of God. Dr. Mehal said, "I was left behind, and it must have been a revelation from God." The surgery I saw 44 hours ago was proof that my judgment was correct. ”

"It was just a very ordinary operation. Jung Ren replied.

"For other people, it's true, but for me, I know, it's not as simple as it seems. ”

Zheng Ren nodded, Dr. Mehal's eyes were still very sharp.

"If I'm not mistaken, I already have a rudimentary understanding of blood turbulence. Dr. Mehal looked at Jung In, his eyes filled with a feverish emotion.

I guessed it right!Zheng Ren thought to himself.

Blood is turbulent and has a strong effect on microwires. It's just that this effect is difficult to fathom, and the average level of doctors is not aware of it at all.

"I'm too old to be a sorcerer anymore. Not even the weight of the lead suit can withstand it, which is simply the worst thing. Dr. Merhal sighed and said, "You can't wear armor when you're a knight, Zheng, do you know what that means?"

"Everyone has that day, and I'm no exception. Zheng Ren said very blandly.

"It feels terrible for a glorious knight to die in bed. Dr. Mehal smiled and said, "Zheng, I have decided that I will act as an assistant for tomorrow's surgery." ”

"......" Zheng Ren was stunned.

Dr. Mehal is going to be his assistant, and the patient is going to do it himself?

"Zheng, don't worry, I won't let it be difficult. "It's a rare operation, but I think it's a minor one, and there's no comparison to the grinding I did a few months ago. ”

"Dr. Mehal, I am serious about saying that I reject your suggestion. Zheng Ren said particularly formally: "I will try my best to erase the scratches left by the years on your body, and strive to cause less damage to your body." ”

"But if you're going to be an assistant on the operating table, when you take the stent, you can get a spasm of the blood vessels. I can't guarantee how you'll react when you see this with your own eyes. It's dangerous to even look at it, let alone do it. In the event of a sudden heart disease such as myocardial ischemia and atrial fibrillation, I think the surgery will be artificially destroyed. There was no suspense that the operation would have been successful, but there was a risk of failure. I think that's a risk you don't want to take. ”

"No, Zheng!" Dr. Mehal smiled, "Trust me, I will be the best assistant." ”

"My assistant, was flawless. Zheng Ren casually said what Su Yun said to describe himself.

"No way. Dr. Mehal shook his head, "In this world, the level of interventional surgery, I am the highest mountain. But after seeing the surgery, I knew that not only did I surpass me now, but I was also a little stronger than I was when I was at my strongest. ”

This sentence Zheng Ren recognizes. The pinnacle level of interventional surgery is no joke.

"If the gods were to give the best assistant, it would be me, and definitely not Rudolf Wagner. Because, of all the doctors who intervene in surgery, I am the only one who can clearly understand the impact of turbulence. Dr. Mehal looked at the professor and smiled.

"Doctor, you'd better take back your request. Zheng Ren received it very resolutely: "I will not agree to you being my assistant, this request is simply incredible." Moreover, my assistant, the most perfect assistant, was not Rudolph. ”

"I heard Rudolph say that there was an almost perfect assistant. But, Zheng, trust me. "I had a dream that I was lying on an operating table and operating on myself. ”

"Our brains are calculating what might happen in the future every second, but those calculations are quickly forgotten and left in the corners of our brains, never to be remembered again. The so-called sense of déjà vu is when the brain remembers the result of a certain calculation, which happens to be the same as reality. Zheng Ren said expressionlessly.

"Look, and I said, it's the same as reality. Dr. Mehal laughed.

"No, that's not what I meant. Zheng Ren said: "If you insist, I will ......"

"No, there will be no refusal. Dr. Mehal said, "I heard Rudolph say that I can do an interventional operation on my own. The left and right hands are crossed, which is really a very unfamiliar way of operation. ”

Jung Ren was silent.

A colleague also said that in a rescue a few days ago, two guidewires and catheters were operated with both hands at the same time, and embolization and stent were performed on two different parts. Dr. Mehal retracted the smile on his face, "Believe me, no one in this world wants me to live more than I do. Similarly, no one knows more about blood turbulence than I do...... Before it appeared. ”

"......" Zheng Ren remained silent.

"It was a request from a surgeon who was no longer able to do the operation. Dr. Mehal whispered, "Perhaps, this is the last surgery of my life." And I am deeply honored to have this operation done with my hands that have been kissed and blessed by God. ”

"As much as I want to live, I'm more eager to have a surgery with a subversive surgeon and discuss something I've learned over the years but can't communicate with people. When I think about it, I feel 20 years younger. ”

As he spoke, Dr. Mehal stood up tremblingly. His female assistant immediately grabbed Dr. Mehal's arm. But the doctor was very stubborn to break free, and tried hard to stand firm, facing Zheng Ren.

"Zheng, this is a request from a surgeon who can no longer perform surgery. Dr. Mehal repeated the sentence again, bent over.

Zheng Ren was startled and hurriedly helped Dr. Mehal up. It's a premature life, it's a premature life.

A surgeon who can no longer perform surgery, Jung in was moved by this sentence.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was speechless by Dr. Mehal's request. He looked at the doctor, and at this moment, he deeply sensed what madness was.

The boss won't agree, and in the end the doctor will compromise because of the boss's insistence. The professor thought to himself that this must be the case.

Dr. Mehal's assistant was not in the slightest, as it seemed that his assistant already knew about it.

In the ward, there was silence.

"Doctor, I agree. Zheng Ren looked at Dr. Mehal's cloudy eyes and replied seriously.

Dr. Mehal smiled.

This was the outcome he expected.

Professor Rudolf Wagner looked at Zheng Ren in a daze, unable to say a word. Boss, is this crazy?!

"It was a pleasure to be an assistant and I promise it will be a perfect surgery. Dr. Mehal held out his hand.

Zheng Ren's hand was clenched.

The Doctor's hand was steady and dry, and even though many years had passed, the index finger of his right hand could still touch the hard calluse.

"Those old stubborn people have always refused to award the Nobel Prize to clinical surgery. This time, I'm going to teach them a lesson, smash my fist in their face viciously, and knock their brains out!" Dr. Mehal was slightly agitated.

Zheng Ren hurriedly helped him sit down.

"Zheng, in my heart, the TIPS surgery is the best. Dr. Mehr looked at Zheng Ren as if he were facing a pastor, and made a reverent statement: "When I was young, I also wanted to win the Nobel Prize for interventional cardiac surgery, a groundbreaking operation that saved countless lives. But they told me that they couldn't win the Nobel Prize for clinical procedures. I've been waiting, waiting for someone to show up who has actually touched the turbulence. Now, appear in front of me. ”

Dr. Mehar was visibly agitated, and his assistant quietly took out the medicine, ready to give it to him orally.

"This is not a challenge alone, but a challenge for us together! Conquer them, Zheng! Conquer them!" Dr. Mehal's voice was slightly hoarse, and his cheeks flushed.

Jung in was worried about his physical condition.

"Zheng, I was defeated back then. Charles, he is a coward, he actually gave up clinical practice to engage in basic research! Don't listen to him, even if we fail 10,000 times, lose our armor in the face of fate, and fail to form an army, we still have to make a comeback, and we must use clinical techniques to win the Nobel Prize!"

Jung Jin didn't expect Dr. Mehal's resentment to be so strong.

"I'm glad to agree to my request, Zheng. Dr. Mehal said, "Will you have any more recent surgeries?"

"If time permits, tomorrow I have a patient who will have a TIPS procedure. Zheng Rendao.

"Is the surgery live?" Dr. Mehal asked.

"Yes. ”

"My surgery won't be done in the morning. You can do live surgery first to warm up. Zheng, don't be nervous. Our opponents are so strong, but I'm confident that we will beat them. Dr. Mehal laughs.

"I have a request. Zheng Ren looked directly into the doctor's eyes, "I will take an assistant with you, if you have everything, even the slightest coordination error, or complications such as myocardial ischemia and atrial fibrillation." I will cancel your assistance as soon as possible, and my assistant will continue. ”

"Okay. Dr. Mehal smiled, "I told you that no one wants me to live more than I do, and not even the chief surgeon wants it as much as a patient." ”

Zheng Ren smiled, and he seemed to have a certain understanding of Dr. Mehal's sentence - when you are old and sick, you will know.

It's just that although he is old, he is still a knight, a knight with an aura and ideals.

It's an honor to be able to fight side by side with you, Zheng Ren thought to himself.