Chapter 1256： When the Cavaliers can no longer wear armor

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"Don't look at me with that kind of look." Dr. Mehar waved and said: "Zheng, sanding the scratches on the floor with sandpaper can't hurt the scratch itself."

Zheng Ren suddenly felt that the old man was very interesting, not a boring one. Just this metaphor, some pessimistic disappointment.

"People always face death and return to the arms of God." Dr. Mehar said: "I am left by you. This must be God's revelation to me. 44 hours ago, I saw what you did. A surgery is proof that my judgment is correct."

"That is just a very common operation." Zheng Ren replied.

"It's like this for others, but for me, you know, it's not as simple as it is."

Zheng Ren nodded, and Dr. Mehar’s eyes were still very sharp.

"If you are not mistaken, you have a very preliminary understanding of blood turbulence." Dr. Mehar looked at Zheng Ren, his eyes filled with a fanatical mood.

I guessed it! Zheng Ren thought of it.

Blood turbulence has a strong influence on the micro-guidewire. It's just that this kind of influence is hard to ponder, and the doctors at the general level are not aware of it.

"I am old and can no longer be an operator. Even the weight of lead clothes can't be tolerated, this is the worst thing." Dr. Mehar sighed and said: "When the Cavaliers can't put on armor, Zheng, do you know what it means?"

"Everyone has that day, and I am no exception." Zheng Ren said very plainly.

"For a glorious knight, it feels bad to die in bed." Dr. Mehar smiled. "Zheng, I decided, tomorrow's surgery, I will be your assistant."

"..." Zheng Ren stunned.

Dr. Mehar wants to be his assistant? Do patients have to do it themselves?

"Zheng, you can rest assured, I won't make you embarrassed." Dr. Mehar said: "This operation is very rare, but I think it is just a minor operation for you. There is no way and months. Compared to the grinding you gave me before."

"Dr. Mehar, I am serious about it. I refused your suggestion." Zheng Ren said in a special way: "The scratches left on your body during the years, I will try my best to erase and fight for it." Give your body less damage."

"But if you want to be an assistant on the operating table, you may cause blood vessels to smash when you take the stent. I can't guarantee that you will see what happens when you see this situation. It is dangerous even if you look at it. Not to mention that it is hands-on. Once there is a sudden onset of heart disease such as myocardial ischemia or atrial fibrillation, I think the surgery will be artificially destroyed. Surgery that would have been suicidal without success will face the risk of surgical failure. I think this risk is something you don't want to bear."

“No, Zheng!” Dr. Mehar smiled. “Please believe me, I will be your best assistant.”

"My assistant is perfect." Zheng Renshun said Su Yun to describe his own words.

“Impossible.” Dr. Mehar shook his head. “In this world, the level of interventional surgery, I was the highest mountain. But after seeing your surgery, I know that you not only surpassed me now, And I am a little stronger than the strongest one."

This sentence is believed by Zheng Ren. The level of interventional surgery at the peak level is not a joke.

"If the **** gives you the best assistant, it can only be me, and definitely not Rudolf Wagner. Because all the doctors involved in the operation can clearly understand the influence of turbulence, only me." Dr. Mehar Looking at the professor, smiling.

"Dr., you'd better take back your request." Zheng Ren resolutely received: "I will not agree to you as my assistant. This request is simply unbelievable. And, my assistant, the perfect assistant, Not Rudolph."

"I heard Rudolph say, you have an almost perfect assistant. But, Zheng, please believe me." Dr. Mehar said: "I have had a dream, dreaming that I am lying on the operating table, giving myself Do surgery."

"Our brain is counting every second what can happen in the future, but these calculations will soon be forgotten, lost in the corners of the brain, never again remembered. The so-called visual sense is the brain. Remembering the results of a certain calculation, it happens to be the same as reality." Zheng Ren said with no expression.

"Look, you said it, it is the same as reality." Dr. Mehar laughed.

"No, I don't mean this." Zheng Rendao: "If you insist, I will..."

"No, you won't refuse." Dr. Mehar said: "I heard Rudolf say that you can complete an interventional procedure yourself. It is a very strange way of doing things."

Zheng Ren is silent.

"Your colleague also said that in a rescue in the last few days, you operated two guide wires and catheters at the same time, and embolized and stented two different parts." Dr. Mehar converges with a smile on his face. "Please believe me, in this world, no one wants me to live more than I do. Similarly, no one knows more about blood turbulence than I do... before you appear."

"..." Zheng Ren still remains silent.

"This is a request from a surgeon who can't do surgery." Dr. Mehar whispered: "Maybe, this is the last surgery in my life. And this surgery is to kiss the hands that have been blessed by the gods." I am very honored to do this operation together."

"Although I want to live, I am more eager to do an operation with the subversive surgeons to discuss some of the things I have learned over the years but are unable to communicate with others. This feeling, I think I am young when I think about it. It’s 20 years old.”

Said, Dr. Mayhar stood up in trepidation. His female assistant immediately supported Dr. Mehar's arm. However, the doctor is reluctant to break free, and strives to stand firm and face Zheng Ren.

"Zheng, this is a request from a surgeon who can no longer do surgery." Dr. Mehar repeated this sentence and bent down.

Zheng Ren was shocked and quickly helped Dr. Mehar. It’s really a long life.

Zheng Ren, a surgeon who can no longer operate, is moved by this sentence.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was shocked by Dr. Mehar’s request to be unable to speak. He looked at the doctor, and at this moment, he deeply felt what was crazy.

The boss will not agree, and in the end the doctoral will compromise because of the boss's insistence. The professor thought that it would be like this.

Dr. Mehar’s assistant was not surprised at all. It seems that his assistant already knew about it.

In the ward, it was quiet.

"Dr., I agree." Zheng Ren looked at Dr. Mehar's murky eyes and answered very seriously.

Dr. Mehar smiled.

This is his expected ending.

Professor Rudolf Wagner looked at Zheng Ren with a sly look and couldn’t say a word. Is this boss crazy? !

"I am very happy to be your assistant. I promise that this will be a perfect operation." Dr. Mehar reached out.

Zheng Ren’s hand was held up.

The doctor's hand is very stable and very dry. Although many years have passed, the right index finger can touch the hard scorpion.

"The old stubborn group has always refused to award the Nobel Prize to the clinical surgery. This time, I must give them a lesson, screaming at their faces with their fists and playing their brains!" Dr. Hal is slightly excited.

Zheng Ren quickly helped him to sit down.

"Zheng, in my heart, your tips surgery is the best." Dr. Mehar looked at Zheng Ren, as if facing a pastor, devoutly stated: "When I was young, I also wanted to undergo cardiac intervention. This groundbreaking surgery that saved countless lives won the Nobel Prize. But they told me that the clinical procedure is not to receive the Nobel Prize. I am not satisfied! I have been waiting for a real touch of turbulence. The person appears. Now, you appear in front of me."

Dr. Mehar is obviously a little excited, and his assistant quietly took out the medicine and prepared to give it to the doctor at any time.

"This is not your own challenge ~ www.novelhall.com ~ but our common challenge! Conquer them, Zheng! Must conquer them!" Dr. Mehar sounded a little hoarse, cheeks flushed.

Zheng Ren is very worried about his physical condition.

"Zheng, I was defeated. Charles, he is a coward, he gave up the clinic to do basic research! You don't want to listen to him. Even if you fail 10,000 times, you will lose your helmet in the face of fate. If you fail, you will have to make a comeback. Be sure to get the Nobel Prize in clinical surgery!"

Zheng Ren did not expect that the resentment in Dr. Mehar’s heart was so strong.

"I am very glad that you can agree with my request, Zheng." Dr. Mehar said: "Are you going to have an operation recently?"

"If time permits, I have a patient to do a tip surgery tomorrow." Zheng Rendao.

“Is the surgery a live broadcast?” Dr. Mehar asked.

"Yes."

"My surgery won't be done in the morning. You can do live surgery first to warm up. Zheng, don't be nervous. Our opponents are so strong, but I am confident that they will beat them." Dr. Mehar smiled. Speaking of it.

"I have a request." Zheng Ren looked directly at the doctor's eyes. "I want to bring an assistant. If you have everything, even the slightest mismatch, or complications such as myocardial ischemia and atrial fibrillation. I will be the first time. Will cancel your assistance and continue by my assistant."

"Okay." Dr. Mehar smiled. "I told you that no one wants me to live more than I do. Even a surgeon does not have the desire of a patient."

Zheng Ren smiled. He said to Dr. Mehar that when you are old and sick, you will know that you have a certain understanding.

It’s just that although he is old, he is still a knight, a halo with an ideal knight.

It is a great honor to be able to fight side by side with you. Zheng Ren thought of it.