After moving the patient to the hybrid operating room, when he saw the fluoroscopic image, Professor Yang's idea of ​​having good luck today disappeared.

In the image, the guide wire was entangled with the bracket for some reason. Even a flat knot was tied, what a fuck...

It's so fucking! Professor Yang stared at the image on the screen in a daze, his head slowly lowered, and with a "bang", he hit the table on the operating table.

The guide wire was like a conductive line, pulling away all Professor Yang's energy and spirit without leaving any drops.

Not only is it just that the guide wire is wrapped around the bracket, Professor Yang just gently pulled the guide wire two or three times, and the bracket was deformed.

Now that it is forced to be removed, it is very likely... When Professor Yang thought of those serious complications, his brain was so painful that he was extremely painful.

In his opinion, there is only one way to cut and remove the bracket, and there is no possibility of operating here.

"Professor Yang?" The anesthesiologist saw that Professor Yang's overall condition was extremely wrong, so he shouted softly.

"Please help Boss Zheng call me." Professor Yang was not completely confused. Whether it was surgery or interventional surgery, calling Boss Zheng was only beneficial but not harmful.

I was just joking with the anesthesiologist, saying that if I encounter an uncontrollable situation, I would come up to save the Taiwan.

But he definitely didn't expect the day to come so quickly.

There was no choice but to use the last move to summon Boss Zheng.

"Oh, oh!" The anesthesiologist responded twice, picked up his cell phone and asked, "Boss Zheng's phone number..."

"138..." Professor Yang reported a very familiar phone number. The anesthesiologist admired this very much. He couldn't even remember his wife's phone number, but Professor Yang could report Boss Zheng's phone number casually.

This is so familiar and so concerned about it! No wonder it is just open to Wushuang, and it doesn’t even need to think about it.

"Boss Zheng, I am anesthesiologist Xiao Fang." The anesthesiologist said: "There is something wrong with Professor Yang. Please come and take a look."

"Yes, Dawei Operating Room, the innermost hybrid room."

"Please trouble you."

The anesthesiologist hung up the phone and while making another call, he comforted Professor Yang and said, "Professor Yang, Boss Zheng is at home and said he will come soon. Don't worry, don't worry."

After countless rescues and rescue of Taiwan, Boss Zheng seemed to have become a symbol of victory. As long as he appears, there will never be a disappointment.

Professor Yang cheered up a little, and he asked, "Who are you calling?"

"Old He." said the anesthesiologist, "Boss Zheng gave a special advice."

"Lao He, hybrid operating room, Boss Zheng asked me to call you." What he said was very simple, even a bit too simple.

But after saying that, the phone was already hung up.

"It's okay, it's okay, Professor Yang." The anesthesiologist comforted him, "I go in and look at the patient, and Boss Zheng will arrive soon."

The airtight lead door opened, and the anesthesiologist rushed in. Professor Yang was so miserable that he was ready to finish the operation just now, but the change occurred and he fell from the clouds to the abyss in an instant.

It's really fucking!

"Professor Yang, what's wrong with you?" Old He rushed over. He asked while taking out a U-disk from the pocket of the isolation suit's top.

"Pseudocyst drainage of pancreatic pseudocysts under endoscopic ultrasound guidance, and the guidewire and stent were wrapped around." Professor Yang said helplessly.

Lao He took a look at the image, he patted Professor Yang on the shoulder, then inserted the U disk into it, and clicked on the song.

The background music of good luck began to echo in the operating room.

The singing is a bit rustic, but it is very festive. This festive spirit is intertwined with the entanglement in Professor Yang's heart, and he is a little dazed.

There was a mistake in the operation, is it really good to play this song? It seems that nothing is wrong, I should have lacked a little bit of good luck. If I were really lucky, why would I just play Wushuang?

"Brother Yang, are you practicing iron-headed skills?" Su Yun's voice came from behind, and the voice passed through the three-layer mask, a little dull.

"Well……"

"I'm going, it's awesome!" Su Yun glanced at the image and said in surprise: "Why is the guide wire wrapped around the bracket? It's still so strong that you can't do it on purpose!"

"Brother Yang, is this the pseudocyst drainage surgery for pancreas under endoscopic ultrasound guidance that you just did?" Zheng Ren asked in a deep voice.

"Yes." Professor Yang stood up, embarrassedly not knowing what to say.

"It's okay." Zheng Ren held his shoulders and held his cheeks, looking at the image, "It's rare to wrap the guidewire and the bracket, but it's not that it has happened. Mayo has a team sponsored by Lanco to find out the relationship, but there are no relevant reports yet."

"..." Professor Yang was stunned for a moment. Someone else was studying this thing?

"Boss, what should I do?" Su Yun made a few jokes, and after he was hit, he felt strange and became serious after getting serious. He looked at the image and asked, "Is it necessary to take it out directly?"

"Well, let's try to get it out first." Zheng Ren paused for a few seconds, as if thinking about a problem, and then said lightly, "You'll be done with another bracket."

"Zheng...Boss, can you take it out?"

"No problem." Zheng Ren smiled slightly, patted Professor Yang on the shoulder, and said, "You didn't pull the guide wire hard, you are very cautious, it's very good."

Uh...Is this praising myself? Professor Yang is a little puzzled.

The operation was miserable and was praised because he did not cause any more trouble? Alas, Boss Zheng is really kind.

"Are you here?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Just be good at it." Su Yun turned around and asked Gao Shaojie.

Gao Shaojie smiled and didn't say anything. If anyone undergoes surgery, Boss Zheng will order it. There is no need to talk too much.

"I'll go." Zheng Ren said, "Don't worry, Brother Yang, I'll have a few minutes of work."

After saying that, Zheng Ren went to brush his hands.

Professor Yang was stunned for a moment. He heard Boss Zheng say that the problem could be solved in a few minutes, and the singing that stimulated the good luck of the eardrum at any time and anywhere, and he became a little dazed.

"Brother Yang, don't worry." Su Yun said with a smile: "You are not involved, you may be panicked when you see it. It's okay, the boss has come on stage, it's a few minutes of work."

"Xiao Su, you're not kidding." Professor Yang asked in a low voice, trying to calm his voice and try not to tremble.

"What a joke about such a small thing? Isn't it just that the bracket is deformed and stuck in the wall of the capsule? It's okay." Su Yun asked with a smile, "Xiao Feng, Brother Yang uses a 24mm double-cavity juxtaposed metal bracket, which seems to be from Lanke. How about you?"

"Yes." Feng Xuhui opened the trolley case and took out a bracket with great knowledge.
Chapter completed!