Mu Tao was stunned for a moment, but then he felt relieved. After he had finished the operation, the focus must be on the doctor who had not completed the operation.

The visual field of view of the screen projection in the classroom is the screen opposite the operation. The guidewire is being super selected, and the method of viewing is very proficient.

This technique... looks so familiar.

Mu Tao was a little dazed and came to Old Wu. He accidentally hit his knee on the chair, grinning in pain.

"How old is he, he is still irritable, so careless." Old Wu glanced at him and scolded him in a low voice.

Mu Tao seemed to have not heard it, and was surprised to see the operation in front of him. Could it be that the professors did not watch the operation, but were collectively watching the live broadcast room of Xinglin Garden?

"Sit down and watch it well." Mr. Wu continued to watch the live broadcast and whispered.

Mu Tao was very familiar with Mr. Wu. From the tone of his speech, Mu Tao knew that the teacher was on the verge of going wild.

Mr. Wu had a bad temper when he was young. When he was old, he paid attention to control himself and rarely got angry.

He quickly sat down, not daring to anger the teacher, so as not to suffer a meal.

"Teacher, are you watching Xinglin Garden live broadcast?" Mu Tao asked in a low voice.

"What live broadcast, this is the operation being performed." Mr. Wu.

"..." Mu Tao was stunned for a moment, then looked carefully.

The more I looked at the image, the more familiar it became. Mu Tao tried to recall it. After a few seconds, he slapped his thigh. Isn’t this a film he saw on CT that night, a little doctor from such a remote city as Haicheng, who was pondered about!

"What are you doing!" Mr. Wu was startled and scolded angrily.

"Teacher, I know this person." Mu Tao said quickly, calming the teacher's anger.

"Professor Pei has introduced it, of course I know."

"No, I met him in the CT room of 64 row that night when I went to do three-dimensional reconstruction." Mu Tao said.

"Hmm?" Old Wu became interested.

"At that time, he was looking at the image, but he didn't see him rebuilding." Mu Tao said.

"I must have done it afterwards. Every blood vessel he chose has purpose and is very accurate." Mr. Wu said lightly: "And this is not the point. The point is that he distinguishes cirrhosis nodules from small liver cancer nodules through some means."

Mu Tao was silent.

That day, that night, that movie.

impossible!

That's absolutely impossible!

Mu Tao suddenly became in a trance.

CT three-dimensional reconstruction is also possible for use in huge solid tumors.

But the film I saw that night was filled with countless cirrhosis nodules and suspected tissues similar to cancer and nodule-like changes.

The suspected small nodule is reconstructed in three-dimensional form with 64 rows and is swept across one level. How to search for blood vessels retrogradely? Not to mention distinguishing between benign and malignant nodules.

Isn't this a joke? All are reconstructed? The workload is so heavy. And choosing suspicious lesion nodules? In Mu Tao's opinion, there are 180 of them that are suspicious. If you do reconstruct, it will be quite difficult.

If it were him, he might not be able to finish even if he did it for two days.

But Mu Tao immediately saw several lesions that had been successfully embolized.

The perfect embolization is not the level of an average doctor who has a full level of iodine oil, but the extremely exquisite embolization one by one.

He was silent.

The satisfaction and pride that we used to look so ignorant now.

When did Haicheng, that little place have such a powerful doctor involved?

Mr. Wu, who is an old professor close to the academician level, is one of the first people in the country to intervene. Even his teacher Wu Haishi should not be of this level. Who is undergoing the operation?

Is the little doctor who doesn’t even remember his face, whose emotional intelligence is so low that he calls himself the boss?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Mu Tao's mood was depressed, and the gap between the front and back was so big that it could not be overcome.

The eight abnormal images that appeared after the imaging were embolized one by one, with delicate and exquisite techniques, just like an artist completing a masterpiece.

When the last small nodule tumor was embolized, the surgeon began to re-envision, and there was no abnormal image in the entire liver.

In the classroom, there was a lot of confusion. The old professors did not hesitate to their praise and applause, and they all handed them over to the artists in the video.

So awesome! Mu Tao also applauded after he woke up.

"I think he will perform the operation." Wu Laoshuai expressed his opinion first.

Others agreed.

Mu Tao was a little depressed, but he could figure it out.

Although the little doctor did it slowly, he did what he could not do. No matter how fast he did it, it was not enough.

It seems that after the speed of his surgery reaches its limit, it is still reasonable to slow down, Mu Tao thought.

"Just look at a surgery? Will it be hasty?" Jin Yaowu's voice came from behind.

He had just finished the selected patient and only saw the final angiography.

After hearing everyone's unanimous agreement to choose the performer for the scientific research operation, Jin Yaowu first questioned.

"Yaowu, come and sit down." Professor Pei patted the chair beside him and said.

Jin Yaowu strode to Professor Pei. His courage and righteous indignation just now turned into nothingness in the strange eyes of many professors. The more he walked, the more guilty he felt, the lower his head was, and he did not dare to look at Professor Pei's eyes.

"Yaowu, this is the seventh operation performed by the surgeon." Professor Pei said lightly.

"..." Jin Yaowu was stunned.

Not only him, but Mu Tao was also stunned.

The seventh operation? When I had three operations myself, the man had already had seven operations?

This is a fantasy.

The psychological construction Mu Tao had just done for himself collapsed again in an instant.

The surgery is not slow, but fast and accurate...

Why haven't you heard of such a person before?

Could it be that it emerged from a crack of stone?

"The remaining surgery must be completed carefully, and there must be no responsibility problems." An old professor said majesticly, "Get me a copy of the surgery video and I will go back and watch it again."

Since we have found the person we should look for, the professors present did not disperse, but whispered and chatted.

Although the "competition" of the surgeons they chose was not a matter of long faces. However, their attention was obviously not here. The surgeons could accurately distinguish between benign and malignant liver nodules, which attracted their attention even more.

"You have to study it carefully when you go back." Mr. Wu looked at the last image of the video in the video with nostalgia and said lightly.

"Teacher, do you think his technique looks like the ones in Xinglin Garden video?" Mu Tao lowered his voice and asked in a low voice.

"It's a bit similar, but it probably won't be the craftsman." Mr. Wu pondered and said, "Dr. Zheng's operation in Haicheng gave me a slightly awkward feeling, and some details were not handled very well. It's just like you, he has mastered the technology of 64 rows of three-dimensional reconstruction, and he just goes further than you."

After hearing Mr. Wu’s analysis, Mu Tao suddenly realized.

This is a brand new technology, and the advantage of being the first to be ahead, but I have a better platform and a higher-level teacher, so my future must be better than that of Boss Zheng, isn't it?
Chapter completed!