Chapter 639 The Boss Hit Someone With Hemostats, It Hurts

"I just want to see Su Yun's level." Director Kong said with a smile: "I think Su Yun's level is more than enough for me to lead a team here."

"Hehe." Zheng Ren smiled dryly.

"What kind of attitude do you have!" Su Yun was unhappy, although he knew that there was a gap between himself and Zheng Ren... ahem, there must be a gap.

But his attitude is too hateful!

"No, I think Director Kong is right." Zheng Ren didn't bother to deal with this guy, and when he compared it, it was as if he had been injected with hormones, and his excited eyes were red.

It is estimated that when I was young, this guy did not have less boring things like peeing farther with others.

Perhaps, this is the legendary competitiveness?

"Try it, internal mammary artery? It doesn't seem too difficult." Su Yun smiled, picked up the 64-slice CT 3D reconstruction film of the next patient from the operating table, walked into the operating room, and inserted the film into the reading room. on the tablet.

Director Zheng Ren punched Kong with a smile, and said, "It's okay, I'll finish it soon."

After speaking, he followed Zheng Ren into the operating room.

"You see, this level." Director Kong said lightly: "Thank you for not saying anything excessive, otherwise, hey."

A few words, said in a low voice, only a few people around can hear.

Professor Zhao, who led the group, was taken aback for a moment, and instead of being ashamed, he bent down and asked, "Director, how did he practice his technique?"

"I don't know." Director Kong shook his head, looked at Professor Rudolf Wagner who put a hemostatic patch on the patient and then bandaged the patient, and said leisurely: "The last time I saw him undergo surgery was in Haicheng. A patient with severe pelvic fracture and large retroperitoneal hematoma. I just took a nap in the locker room, and Boss Zheng finished the operation by himself."

"..." Everyone present knows how difficult this type of surgery is.

Just take a nap and be done? Anyone who asks themselves, this kind of operation should not take an hour or two?

"Why do I feel that Boss Zheng's surgeries have increased again? With such a high level, they can still rise to the sky?" Director Kong also couldn't figure it out, talking to himself with some doubts.

Everyone knows that the higher the level, the harder it is to improve. The so-called success of a hundred feet requires great perseverance and perseverance to go further.

But Boss Zheng's age, his speed of improvement...

It's no wonder that with the Nobel Prize project, it was airborne directly, and there is a reason for others. Director Kong warned in advance to let everyone not think that Boss Zheng is picky because he is young. He is indeed far-sighted.

As far as Boss Zheng's level is concerned, it doesn't matter if he can embarrass people. Even if he is expelled, he can just find a place, and after ten years he will be the most powerful person in the country.

Do you still want your position in academia in the future?

If you meet a person who will take revenge and give lectures all over the country, you have to give a negative example every time-I was in a certain hospital, how could the doctors there not tolerate me, how bad the surgery was...

Who can pick faults, the higher the level, the sharper the faults will be.

At the thought of this possibility, everyone fell silent.

In the operating room, there was silence.

I can say these things myself, but the key is that I am young, and I can say it for another forty or fifty years, but it is difficult for me to live until then.

Soon, Professor Rudolf Wagner handed over the patient to the doctor in charge of the bed, and was kicked out by Su Yun.

"Professor Rudolph, sit here." Director Kong and the professor were familiar and greeted each other.

"Stop sitting, there is no line of sight." The professor looked through the leaded glass with a smile and looked at Su Yun who was being disinfected inside, with a gloating expression on his face.

"Huh? Professor Rudolph, what's the matter?" Director Kong felt that there was something wrong with the professor's expression, so he asked directly.

"Hey." The professor smiled and said, "Please call me by my Chinese name, Fuguier."

"Okay, okay." Director Kong was also very helpless. This group of people led a professor who was a top interventional subject astray.

"Fu Guier, I think you are a little strange, what's the matter?"

"Director Kong, the boss is an assistant again." The professor said with a smile, "I've always wanted to see the boss hit Brother Yun's wrist with a hemostat. Let me tell you, it hurts when the boss hits someone."

"..." Director Kong was dumbfounded.

He couldn't imagine that Su Yun, who convinced Zhao Yunlong and his group of arrogant young freshmen, would be beaten with hemostatic forceps.

It was a bit interesting, Director Kong smiled on his face, stood up too, and chose a particularly good position, the fire of gossip burning in his heart.

...

The airtight lead door of the operating room was slowly closed, and the operation began.

Su Yun stood at the position of the surgeon, and sent the guide wire in, smiling while saying, "Boss, you didn't see Lao Zhao's expression just now."

"Which old Zhao?" Zheng Ren didn't know what was going on outside. Even if he knew, he couldn't remember Professor Zhao.

"I'm telling you that you don't know. Anyway, your surgery is so awesome that it surprised the people outside." Su Yun said with a smile, stopped and started to step on the line.

The image displayed on the opposite screen showed that the position of the micro-guide wire was just right, just at the branch point of the hepatic artery.

"Oh, the operation just now seems to be okay, and it's not difficult." Zheng Ren said.

"I hate your pretentious way the most, Boss." Su Yun said while looking at the screen for super selection: "Only young talents like me who are good-looking and represent justice can pretend in this way." It’s a stunning appearance. You said that you look like an ordinary passer-by, and if you throw it in Chaoyang Park, you will be a Chaoyang crowd, and no one will remember it if you pretend to be aggressive.”

"It's surgery, not pretense." Zheng Ren's right hand had already touched the hemostatic forceps.

"Fighting medicine!" Su Yun said coldly, "Being an assistant is a good job. Don't try to hit me with a hemostatic forceps like you beat Fuguier and Gao Shaojie."

"Don't you want to improve? Look at Fu Guier and Gao Shaojie, how fast they are improving." Zheng Ren smiled and loosened the hemostatic forceps, and started to open the high-pressure syringe.

Zheng Ren estimated that this patient had five blood vessels feeding the tumor, and only one internal mammary artery. It was a bit difficult for Su Yun, and hemostatic forceps were not used before.

"Master, I don't need it, okay?" Su Yun sneered, "You can see it after just a few glances, and you still use hemostatic forceps? Nonsense."

"Are you sure the internal mammary artery can be successfully completed? If not, then I will be replaced." Zheng Renqing said calmly, without any trace of fireworks.

Su Yun felt a surge of anger.

The part of the internal mammary artery is indeed not 100% sure that it will be completed in one go. Zheng Ren is really abominable, and he is holding his own weakness.

"I will try my best."

"hehe."

"What's your attitude! Let me tell you, I'm a genius, do you understand genius?"

"Are you discussing genius with your boss?"

While the two were chatting, Su Yun completed the embolization of the four blood vessels with skillful movements.

Zheng Ren also expressed his admiration for this, and this guy never sees him undergoing surgery. Just like what Su Yun said, just take a look and you'll be fine.

Others are bragging, but Su Yun really knows how to do it.

Zheng Ren estimated that Su Yun's current level of interventional surgery is only higher than Director Kong's.

Soon, Su Yun began to superselect the internal mammary artery.