Professor Hao’s mother was lying on the operating table, and Professor Hao was comforting her.
"It's okay, just take a nap and your illness will be cured."
The operating table changed its position and was pulled out from the depths of the machine. The manipulator was also moved, and the computer console next door was not activated.
There are only six people left in the operating room, Liu Miqiao, Wu Di, instrument nurse, circulating nurse and anesthesiologist. The other one is Liu Miqiao's partner Dr. Zou.
The purpose of his stay is to prepare for surgery.
The anesthesiologist is not redundant, he is also responsible for observing the monitor.
Professor Hao and the others all exited the operating room and came to the main control room, where through the screen and glass, every action could be seen clearly.
Dr. Zou's preparation work was very meticulous. He opened a small skylight for the old lady and removed a small piece of hair.
Liu Muqiao has no objection. As long as the disinfection is in place.
All preparations are ready.
Suddenly, Liu Muqiao felt an inexplicable fear.
What should I do if I fail?
It shouldn’t be! How could it fail?
He has never encountered such a situation since his debut.
Don't panic!
He warned himself.
Wrong!
There must be something wrong.
"Re-disinfect!" Liu Maqiao said sternly.
Dr. Zou's neck turned red, and he quickly re-disinfected it with the cooperation of the circulating nurse.
However, Liu Muqiao did not eliminate his fear just because he was disinfected again.
What the hell?
He is looking for a reason.
Not found.
Everything is already perfect.
Now the old lady has shaved her head. Although it is different from Wen Xingyu's shave, it is still a good work of art, reflecting the light under the shadowless lamp.
Well, yes, it should be a responsibility, a responsibility for the life and death of the mother.
Liu Muqiao understood.
This responsibility was passed down from Professor Hao.
"Is Professor Hao here?"
Liu Muqiao asked.
"Here, don't worry, I will close my eyes when you insert the needle." Professor Hao's voice was tight, almost hoarse.
Liu Muqiao's heart suddenly relaxed.
"Don't worry, everything is going well." Liu Maqiao said, staring at the magnified MRI film again.
He took a Huiqi pill and a Xingnao pill.
Then he turned back, picked up the piercer, and stabbed it in.
It took only three seconds to reach the globus pallidus. The next step was to destroy it. He tried his best to be careful, and it only took one minute in total.
Next, the needle will be withdrawn.
Oppress, bandage.
"What are you..."
Wu Di is no longer calm. Have you had Parkinson's disease surgery?
Just over a minute?
Even if the preparation time is added up, it only takes more than ten minutes.
Liu Muqiao grinned, and he smiled happily. This smile was so beautiful! Although it was covered by a mask, two nurses happened to see it, and their hearts beat wildly.
It’s so hard to control yourself.
"Done?"
Wu Di asked.
"Yes."
"Are you kidding me?"
"Why are you kidding me?"
"Does this lower the standard of this kind of surgery?"
"..."
Liu Muqiao is really hard to answer.
Ordinarily, the threshold for this kind of surgery is extremely high. Even if a brain expert like Wu Di were to complete it, the success rate would not be higher than 40%.
However, Liu Muqiao performed the operation in just ten minutes, which was much faster than an appendicitis operation.
In general surgery, appendicitis is the simplest surgery.
In Liu Muqiao's hands, Parkinson's surgery is simpler than appendicitis.
Not calm anymore.
Wu Di fell into a daze.
The group of professors, associate professors and attending doctors next door were also confused.
Look at this operating room. How many years did they fight and how many times did they study abroad before they introduced this technology and bought these equipment?
The cost of this surgery is 50 million.
However, in Liu Muqiao's eyes, they were not worth a penny. Except for the simplest equipment he used, such as puncture needles, other expensive equipment had no value to him.
Let’s look at the reputation of the affiliated hospital. As Professor Hao’s team carried out Parkinson’s surgery, the entire Department of Neurology became the star department of the affiliated hospital. Even the textbook, Professor Hao is one of the editorial board members, and he participated in the finalization of the chapters.
This is exactly the section on diagnosis and treatment of Parkinson's disease.
As a highly regarded Parkinson's surgery, in Liu Muqiao's hands, it was just a minor operation lasting ten minutes, and almost no anesthesia was required.
I want to cry!
Many people want to cry!
Although Professor Hao and his colleagues are not closed-minded, they are also very modest and cautious. Wherever there is advanced technology, they will send people there for further study.
However, the feeling of being suddenly surpassed was hard to accept for a while.
Someone really cried.
It turns out that such a high-ranking person is so worthless.
"Can we talk?"
Professor Hao was the first to come to his senses. He realized that his technology and equipment had fallen behind and could no longer be considered advanced technology.
He must be gentle.
However, he cannot deny the advanced nature of his equipment. It can be said that this entire equipment is on the same level as that of Lu General Hospital, and is half a generation more advanced than that of Union Hospital.
How can we say we are lagging behind?
It's not that he's lagging behind, but that Liu Miqiao has already gone ahead. His method makes old trees sprout and regain their vitality.
However, if you think about it carefully, how replicable is Liu Miqiao's surgical technique?
Wu Di, the one who has the most hope should be Wu Di.
"I want to talk to you."
"Professor Hao, don't worry, we have another patient."
"Okay, let's continue. After finishing this patient, we need to have a good talk."
"Okay."
The old lady was pushed away.
Professor Hao's family sent her back to the ward. She was still sleeping soundly. Liu Miqiao said, don't wake her up in a hurry. It would be better if she slept for an hour or two.
The second patient was wheeled in.
Dr. Zou learned the lesson just now and gave the old man a bald head.
The circulating nurse helped Dr. Zou prepare.
"That's it."
But Liu Muqiao only replied "Hmm" and stared at the MRI film, motionless.
A very generous figure.
Not to mention the nurse's attention attracted by Liu Miqiao's back, even Dr. Zou thought the back was cool.
Calm, perseverant, calm and knowledgeable.
There is a kind of aura, a very big aura.
Dr. Zou’s feeling is very obvious.
Liu Muqiao's aura is getting stronger day by day.
In the past, when Zhao Yilin appeared, the entire department was silent. Now, Dr. Zou feels that Liu Muqiao has caught up and has the potential to surpass him.
Liu Muqiao has a habit of watching movies without moving, almost motionless, for at least five minutes, most often ten minutes. Even if it is a simple hematoma patient, he will stare at it for five to ten minutes.
He seems to be reading every detail.
Those who were dissatisfied with Liu Muqiao's comment just now that Professor Hao's film reading ability needs to be improved must now ask themselves, this person's film reading is indeed different.
It can be said that no one in the entire neurology department has put so much effort into reading pictures. Most people spend tens of seconds reading pictures while comparing the diagnostic reports issued by the radiology department.
Wu Di is reflecting.
He is the person who has done the most research on cranial CT and MRI, and he could not imagine that Liu Miqiao could read more information on the film.
Liu Muqiao watched it for ten minutes.
"That's it."
Wu Di was shocked.
The first time, he ended without any mental preparation. This time, he must carefully observe Liu Miqiao's details.
This chapter has been completed!