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1510 is one more number than Cartesian coordinates

"Tsk." Director Chu whispered.

"Hehe, don't believe it? Make a bet." Director Kong felt relieved. It was good to be able to vent his dissatisfaction. He was afraid that he would be unhappy and would not say anything. The more he accumulated, the more he would have a big explosion.

This is the hidden danger in Boss Zheng’s work.

I have to bring the young man and help him on the horse. Well, look at my old man’s enlightenment.

Director Kong thought to himself.

"What's wrong with it? You're just talking nonsense." Director Chu said disdainfully.

"Old Chu, don't look at Boss Zheng with the eyes of others." Director Kong muttered in a low voice, "Mr. Song Ying, you must know more about the background than me. What is your attitude towards Boss Zheng now?"

"It has nothing to do with that." Director Chu waved his hand angrily.

"Boss Zheng is Mayo's visiting professor." Director Kong said with a smile.

Uh... Director Chu lost his energy.

It is not about admiring foreign countries. Although 912 is a domestic giant, it is really incomparable to the Mayo Clinic.

"I'll tell you a gossip, don't tell anyone else." Director Kong smiled.

"how?"

"It's not that you, Boss Zheng still respects us old guys very much."

"What the hell is going on?" Director Chu's curiosity was successfully lifted.

"Two days ago, Boss Zheng went to Xiangjiang for surgery. A doctor pointed at him and was slapped on the wall. It was really slapped on the wall. Boss Zheng's body shape is no worse than that of the special forces." Director Kong whispered: "When the earthquake relief and disaster relief, people entered the sharp knife squad."

"Have you really taken action?" Director Chu was a little worried, "I won't be sued."

"Surrender? Just as he had some idea, the three major lawyers in Xiangjiang took action and directly sued the doctor for endangering the safety of others."

“…”

Director Chu was speechless.

Is this bullying by power? It doesn't look like it.

He wanted to ask carefully what was going on. This was a big gossip, and if he didn't ask clearly, he felt uncomfortable.

But now Vice President Yuan and Director Ye are here, so there is no need to ask more questions.

"Look at it carefully, don't be confused." Director Kong advised kindly.

"I know." Director Chu said, staring at Zheng Ren and Su Yun sitting outside.

He was still a little dissatisfied.

But if you are stupid assaulting Boss Zheng, an old man like Director Chu will never make such a mistake.

How many times can Vice President Yuan go to the clinic a year? In this case, one or two months, he has come more and more frequently.

This time he said he was with Mr. Li, but Director Chu felt clearly. Vice President Yuan must have come to see how Boss Zheng made the diagnosis.

He stood aside silently, watching Su Yun debugging the machine in front of the operating table.

Proficient in techniques, no worse than yourself...

Mr. Li took off his clothes and lay on the CT clinic bed. The lead door was closed and the CT machine made a slight roar.

Su Yun clicked on the selection and the machine began to scan the position of Mr. Li's thoracic spine.

Zheng Ren stood inside wearing a lead suit, waiting silently.

1′12″, the scan ends.

Su Yun's hands fell on the keyboard, and crackling sounds continued.

It seemed like I was playing the piano, and it was a bit monotonous and boring at first. But after listening to it for a few seconds, the crackling sound seemed to have some magic, plucking Director Chu's heartstrings.

"Doctor Su's operating level is very high." Director Chu and Director Kong whispered.

"Boss Zheng's level is higher." Director Kong said.

Director Chu remembered that Boss Zheng had a CT scan a few days ago and might have had problems with his thoracic spine. At that time, he seemed to have judged that it was okay, so he turned around and left.

Is the level high?

He didn't see it, and he didn't think that Mr. Li's thoracic spine had latent metastasis.

To take a step back, even if there are metastatic lesions, even PETCT cannot be detected, and a pathological tissue biopsy cannot be obtained by puncture.

Boss Zheng is floating, but it is better to fall down here than to be slapped outside.

Director Chu thought to himself.

At the same time, Zheng Ren in the CT room began to disinfect Mr. Li and lay a sterile sheet.

Although it was a minor operation in a bacterial environment, Zheng Ren was still meticulous. With his honest and honest face, he looked like a clinical doctor.

"12,22,21,5.5." Su Yun opened the microphone and reported a set of values.

Through the leaded glass, you can see Zheng Ren begin to enter the needle.

“Continue, 22, 34, 1, 6.1.”

"What is this?" Director Chu was confused.

He saw Su Yun use a CT machine to quickly do three-dimensional reconstruction, and then began to say some numbers, guessing that it might be coordinates, but he had never seen this operation method.

"It seems to be a three-dimensional Cartesian coordinate system? Why is there a set of numbers behind it?" Director Kong also frowned.

"Have you seen Boss Zheng use it?"

"No. In the past, I saw Boss Zheng teach surgery and used two-dimensional coordinates, but it sounded like that."

“…”

"Su Yun has become Boss Zheng's eyes, so let's not make trouble." Director Kong said.

Seeing that Su Yun was scheming and calm, Zheng Ren was calm in the CT room and was not nervous.

Boss Zheng thinks it can do it, then it will definitely do it.

After three or five counts, the CT image continued to scan, and Director Chu also saw a hint of clue.

Just as Director Kong said, it should be a three-dimensional coordinate system. Every time Su Yun reported the value, the puncture needle in Boss Zheng's hand reached the position, and the angle was slightly adjusted, and then he continued to move forward.

Instead of the kind of operation that you usually see, blindly penetrate the needle to the end.

Director Chu doesn’t know what’s good about this operation method. But it must be a very complicated and cumbersome operation method.

"Very good, I'm close to the position." Su Yun was like a navigator of a racer, telling Zheng Ren while reporting the position.

“22,22,32,2.2.”

"Do it again, you can get the needle." Su Yun kept driving the microphone and constantly communicating with Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren inside was like a wooden man, without saying a word. He just sent the puncture needle to the designated location based on the data provided by Su Yun.

His operation is very subtle and there is almost no movement outside.

Only when the CT image is refreshed can the puncture needle be continuously moving forward.

"Okay, that's it, that's OK." Su Yun made a victory gesture to the leaded glass.

Zheng Ren pulled the trigger in his hand and then took out the puncture needle.

He was very careful in his movements, and Su Yun immediately opened the induction lead door and began to deal with the subsequent matters.

Zheng Ren carefully removed the puncture gun and handed it to Mr. Wu Hang with the puncture needle.

"Be careful." Zheng Ren said.

"I know." Wu Hang had already entered the state and carefully took out tissue that was invisible on the puncture needle.

The puncture needle was clean, with no blood marks or body tissues. Director Chu walked over and asked in surprise: "What is this for?"

"Take pathological specimens." Wu Hangdao.

"Where is the specimen?" Director Chu glanced at it again, but still couldn't find the pathological tissue specimen.
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