Back in 2002 as a doctor

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Dr. Miyamoto consumed a huge amount of energy again, panting heavily, and took a big gulp of his drink.

"If the operation fails...no, the operation will fail!" Dr. Miyamoto asked, "What are they going to do after the operation fails?"

"Dr. Huang's opinion is to use acupuncture anesthesia to assist, use as little general anesthesia as possible, and quickly enter the ultra-low temperature extracorporeal circulation state for surgery."

"Witch doctor!" Dr. Miyamoto was taken aback. He never expected that an old man in cardiothoracic surgery would give such an unreliable opinion.

Acupuncture anesthesia, how did he have the nerve to say that?

However, at the moment when Dr. Miyamoto was about to reprimand him, he recalled the advice given by Dr. Huang at the medical record seminar.

Can not do excimer laser ablation!

Can not do excimer laser ablation! !

Can not do excimer laser ablation! ! !

The words lingered in Dr. Miyamoto's ears like echoes in the valley, making him almost insane.

Negative acupuncture anesthesia?

Dr. Miyamoto thought about it, but he couldn't compare to Dr. Huang in his field of research.Whether it is the classic crush surgery or excimer laser ablation, this point is given a footnote.

What about acupuncture anesthesia?He knew nothing about this method of anesthesia, which was similar to that of a witch doctor.

Dr. Miyamoto didn't have the guts to challenge that old man like a mountain, especially when he was fighting in an unfamiliar field that he was not good at.

The assistant lowered his head, seeing that Dr. Miyamoto's face turned blue after being angry, and he didn't dare to say a single unnecessary word.

"They decide when to have surgery," Dr. Miyamoto asked.

"I don't know." Dr. Miyamoto's assistant replied.

"what?!"

"It is said that we have to wait for Dr. Huang's students to come, that's...that's..."

Dr. Miyamoto knew exactly who the assistant was talking about.

It must be the young man who humiliated himself by teaching him how to operate in the academy.

It must be him!

When Dr. Miyamoto thought of Zhou Congwen, he felt inexplicably irritable.

It doesn't matter if the operation is inferior to Dr. Huang's. This is a fact that Dr. Miyamoto has admitted after suffering many blows.

However, Dr. Miyamoto couldn't accept that he was actually inferior to the students accepted by Dr. Huang.

However, Dr. Miyamoto was speechless when the [-]-point guide wire penetrated the mesh of the double-layer stent.

"The operation will definitely fail, it will! It's all their fault!" Dr. Miyamoto squeezed out a sentence between his teeth.

He seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be talking to some existence in the dark.

Dr. Miyamoto's assistant looked at him in surprise, unable to believe that the doctor was praying for the failure of the operation.

Although the surgery proposed by Dr. Huang is so terrifying and unimaginable!

He even wanted to artificially create an arterial dissection, and then place a stent in the dissection to recreate a "brand new" blood vessel.

It sounds unbelievable, but if you think about it carefully, it seems feasible.

However, if you think about it further, the anatomical structure between the inner and outer membranes of the blood vessels is so thin that the operation is almost doomed to failure. This kind of operation is almost impossible.

In normal operations, you must be careful not to puncture the intima of the blood vessel, otherwise surgery will definitely be involved.

However, Dr. Huang suggested that the intima must be punctured, which is not counted. The guide wire should walk between the inner and outer membranes of the blood vessel, and separate the inner and outer membranes accurately without any mistakes.

Such surgery should exist only in the imagination.

But the former No.1 cardiothoracic surgery doctor Huang...

Both Dr. Miyamoto and his assistants knew that the operation was extremely difficult, so high that they could not even look up at it. Basically, it could be judged that it would fail before the operation was performed.

Who knows what he was thinking.

"This is murder!" Dr. Miyamoto said through gritted teeth.

"..."

Dr. Miyamoto's assistant was silent.

murder!

If this kind of thing is said, it will be an endless situation in the academic world.

Similar words can almost be regarded as accusations, even worse than academic fraud.

Is Dr. Miyamoto going to fight back?But the operation failed and caused coronary artery dissection... Dr. Miyamoto's assistant didn't dare to think about it anymore.

creak creak ~

The energy drink in Dr. Miyamoto's hand made a miserable cry because his hand tightened hard.

"Keep an eye on that side and tell me 10 minutes before the operation begins." Dr. Miyamoto said viciously.

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Zhou Congwen flew for 9 hours and 30 minutes by plane and finally arrived in London from the provincial capital.

The fog had disappeared, and Zhou Congwen smiled slightly as he smelled the familiar smell in the air.

I haven't been to London for a long time, so I don't know what the Wellington Hospital was like in 2003.

Zhou Congwen was a little excited, walked briskly out of the airport accompanied by the staff of Downing Street 10.

The operation proposed by the boss Zhou Congwen had done before.

To say that the person who has done the most thoracoscopic surgery in the world, Zhou Congwen dare not say that he is the number one.

Because thoracoscopic surgery is relatively simple, it eventually becomes a carpenter's job. There must be someone squatting in the operating room doing surgery for nothing.

However, the surgical difficulty of placing a stent after artificially manufacturing coronary artery dissection is too high, and the patient is almost certain to die.

Zhou Congwen had a systematic operating room in his last life, which is an advantage that others cannot match.

Even in the operating room of the system, the death of the experimental subject almost broke Zhou Congwen.

Chapter 0860 Director Deng, you are too gentle

There is no name for this surgical technique, and even Zhou Congwen, who was "proficient" in mastering it, never thought of giving it a name.

There are absolutely no more than 5 people in the world who can do this kind of surgery, and no more than 30 people who can guarantee a success rate of more than 3%. Even Zhou Congwen suspects that only the boss and himself can increase the success rate of surgery to more than 50%.

The boss can't help it.

After all, before 2001, the domestic economic conditions were limited, and there were basically no surgical equipment for thrombolysis and thrombus removal. 912 became the first hospital to introduce DSA machines, which made colleagues all over the country envious.

Some patients are destined to die when they are sent. Instead of waiting to die, it is better to give it a try.

So the boss has done some similar operations.

If it weren't for Zhou Congwen's cheating, his boss said that there are many people in the world who do similar operations.

Zhou Congwen was somewhat excited to try artificial coronary artery dissection + stent implantation.

Seeing Deng Ming who was welcoming him standing not far away, Zhou Congwen walked over quickly.

"Director Deng." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "Is the boss resting?"

"En." Deng Ming didn't smile, but looked at Zhou Congwen very cautiously.

"So nervous? Are you going to have surgery?"

"..." Deng Ming's face was very ugly.

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

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

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

"cautious."

"So." Zhou Congwen said, "The boss knows it well, and the success rate of the operation is at least 50%."

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

"100%? Director Deng, you don't sound like a doctor." Zhou Congwen said, "Even if you use laparoscopic wedge surgery, can you guarantee a [-]% success rate? I guess the boss would not dare to say that .”

Deng Ming knew the reason, but what's the use?

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

"What if it fails?" Deng Ming asked.

"If you fail, you die." Zhou Congwen said seriously, "It depends on whether the patient and the patient's family members agree. If not, we can fly back directly."

Deng Ming's mouth was full of bitterness.

What Zhou Congwen said was the truth, but most of the time it doesn't make sense to tell the truth.

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

The patient's family... Deng Mingpin smacked the word Zhou Congwen said, feeling inexplicably weird.

The thinking of this closed disciple is really similar to that of the boss. In their thinking, the status and status of that person are not considered at all, and they directly become a patient.

As for the patient's family...

"The patient's family members agree, and there is no other way now. If we procrastinate, we can only live for three to five days longer." Deng Ming said frankly, "But Dr. Miyamoto from Shun Tenten disagreed, and he clamored that this was a murder." .”

"Miyamoto?" Zhou Congwen frowned, "Didn't he do the surgery?"

"Basically, the person who made a mistake will jump out before the operation to prove his innocence." Deng Ming said helplessly.

This is a manifestation of human nature. Deng Ming has seen it countless times, and he has long been familiar with it.

"Oh, it's okay, I'm here." Zhou Congwen smiled lightly.

Deng Ming was taken aback. He originally wanted to persuade Zhou Congwen to use the deep theory of excimer laser ablation to attack Dr. Miyamoto.

But just as I mentioned a beginning, Zhou Congwen responded.

Zhou Congwen usually has a good temper. Except for major surgery, he has no problems except dealing with his old director Wang Chengfa.

What's wrong this time.

"Director Deng, I'm not talking about you." Zhou Congwen said, "When you go out with the boss, just kick him if you encounter someone who doesn't open your eyes. Don't always be so gentle."

"!!!" It was the first time Deng Ming heard someone say that he had a mild temper.

"I think so too, but I don't know much about excimer laser ablation, so I can't help it." 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 repeated tossing, her body was already overwhelmed, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she was dying.

Zhou Congwen frowned.

"The conclusion given by the boss is that there is only one chance." Deng Ming said, "There is no way."

"Well, try it out."

Deng Ming wanted to ask Zhou Congwen how he was going to do the surgery, but swallowed all the questions in a flash.

The principle of the operation is very simple, unlike the DK-crush operation, even experienced practitioners have to ponder for a long time to understand the truth.

The artificial arterial dissection is simple and easy to understand.

Its difficulty lies in operation.

That's the coronary arteries, not the aorta.

Deng Ming asked himself, even if the aorta was artificially dissected and then placed with a stent, the success rate of the operation would not exceed 30%, let alone the much smaller coronary artery.

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

Deng Ming did not add details, but recounted the situation at that time in detail.

Zhou Congwen didn't say much, with a smile on his face all the time.