Not only was the peritumoral fragment sewn into the shape of a blood vessel, it was also tightly connected to the parent artery, completely fitting the cut-off parts on both sides.
The entire anterior cerebral artery transplantation and anastomosis was completed in a total of five minutes and twenty seconds.
On the big screen, Tao Le had already pulled out the needle to stop the bleeding and checked the blood supply.
The blood vessels are full, with no blood leakage or spasm, and the blood flow is smooth. The color and temperature of the vessel wall, including the child's pulse signs, are all extremely stable.
In the conference room, after a brief silence, huge noise and discussion broke out.
"No, why didn't this video slow down or pause? Did any of you see it clearly?"
"Hey, have you noticed? Teacher Tao just cut it casually, and the shape and size were exactly the same. There was no repair at all after that!"
"Is this fancy stitching? It makes me dazzled and drunk!"
"It was so easy to make it up? Thinking back to the last time it took me two hours to complete the anastomosis under the microscope, I still felt so complacent - compared to Teacher Tao, it was simply ridiculous!"
"That's great of you. I spent a lot of effort to complete it that time, but the anastomosis was narrow and the blood flow was poor. I had to have it removed again and start over. Thinking about it makes me cry."
"Stop saying anything and replay it quickly! I suggest that from now on, we don't watch it at normal speed, learn it slowly, and watch it slowly."
Play it again and more details are revealed.
"This is a three-point continuous suture method. It is so rigorous and beautiful. Every time a stitch is inserted, the intima of the blood vessels at both ends are tightly closed. No wonder there are no wrinkles at the back!"
"More than that, look at the strength of her ligation. It's gentle and stable. I really don't know how she practiced it. Let alone twenty years ago, looking at it now, who of us can do it with such ease?"
"The needle angle is so fine and even, and the deviation line is not loose or tight, so the anastomosis site is not narrowed at all after the completion, and the entire transplant section is uniform in thickness. It is like a masterpiece designed by a computer!"
"By the way, Teacher Hou, can you make a copy of this video from your hospital to me later so that I can study it when I go back?"
"Yes, Lao Hou, I have to copy it back and show it to the young people in Corey who usually have high eyesight. Compared with Teacher Tao, they are still a bunch of monkeys!"
"And I!"
"Don't forget mine!"
"That's it." Hao Jun said: "This video will be used as one of the best cases of Shenwai of the year. It will be posted on the homepage for everyone to download, study, and judge and score."
"I personally think that if nothing else happens, this year's Shenwai Gold Award case will be won by Yunshi No. 1 Hospital. Do you have any other opinions?"
"Who can do it? To be honest, after watching this surgery, I suddenly felt that the one I just communicated with was rubbish."
"Hey, if you put it that way, our station probably isn't even considered garbage."
"Lao Hou, your life is absolutely ruined! Teacher Tao fell from the sky, why did he end up in your hospital?"
"Hahahaha, this is it, it's probably because I usually restrain myself and cultivate myself, and I have reached the point of virtue, right?"
"piss off!"
In Gu Jiadi's heart, it was like ten thousand bugs were crawling and scratching. It was painful and itchy, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
Is that human being? Is it still a surgery that people in the normal world can perform?
What a pity, he just wanted to lose face to Hou Bo and Yunshi Yiyuan, and seek some justice for the cold treatment he received when he was young. Where did he go wrong?
How come it turned out to be completely opposite to what he thought, and it turned into making the Department of Neurology of Yun City No. 1 Hospital famous for him?
Without his painstaking planning, how could this video have been noticed by so many experts, and even President Hao and Mr. Tony watched it with glowing eyes?
By this time, he had given up all those fantasies.
It is possible to perform such a beautiful cerebral artery transplantation and anastomosis in such a short time, and it is 360 degrees with no dead ends. No matter how slow the decomposition is, it is impeccable. How can the subsequent debridement and cranial closure be considered a problem?
An honorary member of the Medical Association, a disciple of Zhou Jishen, a master of both Chinese and Western medicine, and a leader in both Chinese and Western medicine—how could he be so blind that he fell into the hands of Hou Bo?
Is this old man still the illegitimate son of God?
Not only did he become famous early, but when he got old, he picked up such a master for nothing.
Thinking that no matter what stage of development Tao would reach in the future, he would call Hou Bo a teacher because of this relationship, and he became envious and jealous until his eyes turned red.
Why can't such a good thing happen to me? The doctoral student I taught seemed fine before, but compared with Tao Le, he was as stupid as a pig!
As expected, Tao Le always maintained a fast and good style during the subsequent surgical procedures, which was consistent, making everyone in the conference room watch it heartily and marvel at it.
It wasn't until long after the video ended that everyone finally woke up from the addictive state just now, and their minds became active again, and they each made small plans.
The first person to speak was Director Le of the Third Hospital in Beijing: "To be honest, Lao Hou, people like Teacher Tao are just like Kunpeng. You Yun City doesn't even have the sea to accommodate them."
Hope's face, which had been red with excitement, was now red with anger.
"What the hell, is there a sea in your capital city?" His voice suddenly rose more than three times.
"Hey, talk nicely, why are you so angry?" Director Le said with a smile: "This is a metaphor. For the development of Teacher Tao, it must be more promising to come to Beijing."
"It is indeed good to come to Beijing, but don't go to the Third Hospital. Consider us, Tiandi people!" Luan Daoying said not to be outdone: "We are private, not as troublesome as your public schools, so particular - but I tell you this It’s hard to say, but let our dean talk to your dean Lin when the time comes.”
"Hahaha." Hao Jun raised his head and laughed: "Isn't it a bit excessive to want to poach people now?"
Hou Bo immediately nodded heavily: "President Hao, it's up to you to uphold justice. They are so unscrupulous!"
"Hey, what I mean is, after all, Tao Le is an honorary member of the Medical Association, and it's not your turn to poach him."
A fox-like smile appeared on his face:
"If she wants to change places, she must go to Renhe Hospital, which is affiliated to the Medical Association. The expert consultation room of the Department of Neurosurgery is always open for her!"
Hou Bo's face immediately turned pale and uncertain: "President Hao, what are you doing?"
"Okay, let's be more open-minded, Lao Hou. What can you teach me about the Department of Neurology and Neurology of your hospital?"
"What's wrong with our hospital? What's wrong?" Hou Bo was indignant.
"Precise, subtle, quick, perfect." A not-so-pure Chinese voice interrupted at this moment, and everyone knew it was Dr. Tony without even looking.
(End of chapter)
