The cross-sectional resection of the spleen was very slow, at least in Zheng Ren's opinion, and he had always controlled his hand speed.

Where will you encounter a small artery? After more than a hundred surgical training sessions, you will understand the chest. The capillaries are burned with electric burning to stop bleeding, while the artery is cut, separated, clamped, and ligated, and you can easily move step by step.

Many shocked expressions not only appeared on the faces of the people watching the platform around them, but also the doctors watching the live broadcast of Xinglin Garden surgery were also generally surprised.

It is very important to have a clean operation because the surgery means whether abnormal tissue structure will be noticed. Looking at the eyes, the possibility of abnormal situations is much lower.

But this technique is too clean.

On the stage, there were three people who calculated the equipment and nurses, and they had a very tacit understanding of cooperation.

The nurse puts a big bend in one hand and can accurately deliver the equipment. The assistant exposes the arts and is so idle that he even sucks the electric smoke cleanly.

And the savage... how did he do it? The savage field can be so clean when it is broken?

33 hours before the operation began, Xinglinyuan began to advertise after obtaining official recognition from 912.

Many people disagree with this, believing that this is a hype and an inevitable business behavior before Xinglinyuan went public.

I was very disdainful of the doctor's success in the operation, the patient's life was combined with the hype of Xinglin Garden.

Some people came to see the operation fail.

No matter what thoughts, the final outcome was the same. They saw an unparalleled transverse spleen surgery.

Regardless of whether the operation is successful or failed, just being able to cross the spleen to this extent can be said to be a top surgeon.

Almost everyone who watches the surgery puts themselves in. Assuming they stand in the position of the surgeon, what will happen.

They are all old doctors with rich clinical and surgical experience. After each person substitutes, they find that their level is really not enough to watch compared to those of the surgeons who broadcast the surgery.

If I had been on stage, I guess the operation had not yet achieved this, and the entire abdominal cavity was full of blood. The surgery... If there was still some, it was also a bunch of blood. I don't know which blood vessel came out of it.

At Xinglin Garden headquarters, Peng Jia was sitting seriously in the front row of the large conference room, and the projection was broadcasting the operation being broadcast live.

He was very nervous, very nervous. Before watching the live broadcast of the operation, he even took antihypertensive drugs orally and had nitroglycerin around him to prevent accidents.

This is a very dangerous road. On the one hand, venture capital will make more concessions, and on the other hand, Xinglin Garden suffered a heavy blow, resulting in delays or failures in listing.

The operation of the porcelain gallbladder was done by Boss Zheng, which does not necessarily mean that the giant spleen removal of the disease of Gaucher's disease is successful.

Having already placed a bet and buying, Peng Jia had no other choice but to sit there quietly and watch.

He specially invited a professional academician from the Magic City to watch the live broadcast of the surgery together. Peng Jia was afraid that he would not understand the surgery, so he was still thinking about success until the end of failure.

If that were the case, I would probably have a major myocardial infarction and I wouldn't know how I died.

At the beginning, Mr. Lin, an academician of the Academy of Engineering, refused this. In his opinion, the live broadcast of the operation was too unreliable. But after all, Xinglin Garden still had connections, so he finally invited Mr. Lin to watch the operation.

At first, Mr. Lin was very disdainful, but as the operation proceeded, Mr. Lin's expression gradually became stagnant.

Peng Jia couldn't understand the operation. Although he knew a lot of medical knowledge, he had never had the operation. He could not guess how the operation that looked very smooth was done.

Perhaps, the operation should have been so smooth.

But he could see some tricks from Mr. Lin's expression.

Older Lin is older and starts dozing before the operation. But as the operation begins, he opens his eyes and his turbid eyes never close again, and he rarely blinks, as if he is afraid of missing a certain frame of the picture.

The operation was going on bit by bit, and Peng Jia suddenly noticed that Mr. Lin's fingers were trembling slightly.

It’s not Parkinson. Although Mr. Lin is old, his hands are still stable. At the age of 80, he has to undergo two liver cancer resection surgery per week.

He is...

Peng Jia had an idea in his mind, but he didn't say that Mr. Lin was simulating the surgeon's surgery.

He felt a little peace in Mr. Lin's expression. It was not Mr. Lin's peace, but his inner peace.

Even Mr. Lin couldn't help but immerse himself in the operation process. There should be nothing to be picky about during the operation.

Just as he was watching, Mr. Lin suddenly sighed.

Peng Jia's heart instantly raised to his throat, three coronary arteries contracted instantly, myocardial oxygen supply was insufficient, and acupuncture-like pain in the chest and back.

Is this... a heart attack? Peng Jia quickly closed her eyes, no longer dared to peek at Mr. Lin's expression, and even more dared not watch the live broadcast of the operation. Instead, he stabilized his mind and calmed his nervousness.

After a few seconds, he felt better.

"Old Lin, are you tired." Peng Jia asked in a low voice.

Mr. Lin shook his head. His hands stopped shaking and no longer simulated the operation process. Instead, he leaned against the backrest of the chair and relaxed.

"You see this surgery..." Peng Jia asked nervously.

"The operation has been completed." Old Lin's eyes were slightly closed, and there was a hint of relief in his old voice.

Uh... Peng Jia looked back at the screen, and the live broadcast of the surgery continued, and the surgeon seemed to be trimming the yellow omentum.

The operation is still going on, why did Mr. Lin say that he has finished it?

Peng Jia had a thought in his mind, Mr. Lin meant that the most difficult part of the operation had been over, and the remaining steps were not difficult for the surgeon.

But he only dared to put this idea in the deepest part of his heart.

I was afraid that my dream would be broken if I asked.

"Xiao Peng, is the interventional physician who performed the operation?" Mr. Lin asked slowly a little tired.

"I am a doctor from a general foreign country, but now I am undergoing interventional tips surgery and have been nominated for the Nobel Prize." Peng Jia replied.

Mr. Lin stopped talking, closed his eyes to rest, but occasionally opened his eyes to see the progress of the surgery.

32 minutes after Mr. Lin said that the operation had been completed, Peng Jia saw that during the live broadcast of the operation, he began to rinse the abdominal cavity with warm saline.

After two rinses, the liquid sucked out of the suction device was only slightly red bloodshot. If you hadn't looked carefully, you wouldn't have noticed it at all.

The operation was successful.

"Old Lin, you think the operation has been successful." It was not until this moment that Peng Jia dared to ask.
Chapter completed!