Chapter 426 I'm Not Going Back

Haicheng, City First Hospital, emergency building, operating room.

Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner are doing percutaneous arterial embolization, and the operation went well.

Su Yun was still so lazy, but his eyes kept staring at the screen without blinking, with a strange look on his face.

Gao Shaojie stood in the operating room of the interventional operating room all the way to the operating room of the CT room, his expression became more and more serious and serious.

Because his level is enough, he can see things deeper than the doctors of the Second City Hospital.

The surgeon is awesome, the assistant is awesome, and the surgery is of course awesome.

But it is definitely not enough to describe it as awesome.

He searched for his memories of seeing top international professors perform surgery when he was studying at Columbia University Medical Center.

Compared with the operation in front of me, from all angles, repeated comparisons.

Finally, he came to a conclusion in astonishment.

Haicheng, City No. 1 Hospital, the level of interventional surgery for liver cancer far exceeds that of Columbia University Medical Center.

At the beginning, Gao Shaojie didn't believe this, nor would he admit it.

He found countless possibilities to argue for the teachers and professors at Columbia University, trying to keep the pride in his heart.

But……

Anyone with a bit of a clue, and someone with a high enough level, can see that the operation in the operating room is far superior to that of the Columbia University Medical Center.

This is amazing!

Gao Shaojie cursed secretly in his heart, not to scold the person who was undergoing surgery, but to vent his inner confusion.

Is this Haicheng, or the Mayo Clinic?

If, say, it was the Mayo Clinic, he would gladly accept that fact.

After all, being number one in the world is not for nothing.

However, this is Haicheng, and I was "invited" by another hospital for surgery.

But I didn't expect to encounter such a powerful operation here.

The 4 foreign tumors feed blood vessels, and each embolization is extremely difficult. In Gao Shaojie's opinion, if radiofrequency ablation is to be done next, there is no need for embolization at all, just simply floating some iodized oil as a positioning.

However, the young surgeon didn't think so at all, but firmly embolized all the feeding vessels of the tumor tissue.

No matter how tortuous the blood vessels are, they seem to be worthless in front of him.

The young operator operated the domestically made, slightly hard, and poor-feeling guide wire, and advanced all the way, including radiography, super-selection, drug injection, and embolization in one go.

Gao Shaojie was dumbfounded.

If only once, maybe it's luck.

But the four external tumor-supporting blood vessels are so smooth, and there is no difficulty in each one.

This surgery is so awesome!

Gao Shaojie had an expression on his face, but there was a huge wave in his heart.

Soon, the embolization of tumor tissue was over, and I pushed the flat trolley to the CT room to prepare for radiofrequency ablation.

Wang Qiang looked at it with an uncertain expression.

Su Yun, Chu Yanran, and Xie Yiren all went to help push the patient, leaving the operating room empty.

Only then did Wang Qiang ask in a low voice: "Mr. Gao, why do I feel that the surgery here...is so simple."

He racked his brains and only came up with the adjective so simple.

What else can I say besides how simple it is? Doing so awesome? In case Teacher Gao thinks otherwise, isn't this slapping Teacher Gao in the face?

Wang Qiang wanted to hang around Gao Shaojie's thigh, in case there was any operation that made him unable to come to Taiwan, Gao Shaojie could come to rescue Taiwan from the provincial capital with just a phone call. It's only two hours, and most operations are fine.

So, he chose such a word that sounds ridiculous.

"It's not simple." Gao Shaojie sighed, instead of continuing to explain to Wang Qiang, he took out his mobile phone and found a number to dial.

"Tell Corey that I was injured in Haicheng and I can't go back for the time being."

"It's all right, just a small problem. I sprained my foot. The experts won't be able to diagnose it tomorrow. Well, there will be no surgery this week or next week. If you want to go back to your hometown, go."

"Okay, that's it, hang up."

Hearing Gao Shaojie's words, Wang Qiang was stunned.

In the provincial capital, the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University, what are the directors leading the group for the number of beds, patients, and operation volume?

To put it bluntly, my brains almost came out.

What does hospital bed mean?

The number of patients, the number of operations, the status of the department, and the amount of money earned.

Several professors lead the group, and each of them goes out of the clinic one day a week. Patients are admitted on this day, the beds are filled, and then the operation is performed next week, and the patient is discharged, and so on.

Even before the Chinese New Year, the doctors in the department were on vacation, and the advanced students and graduate students all went home for the Chinese New Year, but the professors leading the group still refused to give up.

Through the relationship, find someone to help, and continue to work until the thirty-year-old.

Wang Qiang is such a person.

It is close to the provincial capital, and when you need it, you can get there with just one phone call.

If there is a school in the medical field, Wang Qiang has already tied himself to Gao Shaojie's chariot, and the label is particularly obvious.

What the hell happened? Why don't you even accept patients and don't do surgeries?

Wang Qiang was stunned.

Gao Shaojie didn't explain anything to Wang Qiang, he asked for leave without hesitation. Those so-called costs are nothing compared to this operation and the TIPS operation in the Second Hospital.

His surgery level has reached his own limit, and it is difficult to break through.

But today, a TIPS operation and an interventional embolization operation for liver cancer made him open his mind and vaguely see a higher level of light.

Gao Shaojie followed behind Zheng Ren, step by step.

He didn't ask Zheng Ren about the details of the operation, because the operation hadn't been completed yet, and he guessed that Zheng Ren's mind was full of details about the radio frequency ablation to be done soon.

Ask at this time, isn't that making yourself uncomfortable?

Soon, when they came to the CT room, several people carried Zheng Yunxia onto the CT examination bed.

What about the doctor in the CT room?

Afterwards, Gao Shaojie saw Su Yun sitting in front of the machine and began to fiddle with it.

Oh, this guy turned out to be a mechanic, an operator, no wonder he speaks so badly.

For a moment, Gao Shaojie understood clearly.

No interest relationship, no earning much money, no hope of advancement, just dawdling around every day... All these labels were slapped on Su Yun at once.

It looks pretty good. To be an operator, it's better to go to the draft.

Gao Shaojie can be sure that if this extremely beautiful "operator" goes to the draft, there is a high probability that he will become famous overnight.

Isn't it better than being an operator here?

But these were not his focus, and then he focused on Zheng Ren.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was busy, but Zheng Ren just watched the film in front of the film reader.

One is a 64-row CT three-dimensional reconstruction.

One is a film of the embolism just before intervention.

The two films are compared with each other.

Gao Shaojie was very curious about what kind of radiofrequency ablation this young surgeon would perform.