Chapter 1269： Hands kissed by the gods

A few hours later.

Conference room in the center of Karolinska Institute, Stockholm, Sweden.

Yin, sometimes showers.

There is no morning sun, no sun, everything is foggy, like the mood of the old people who came to the very early morning.

"Mayal is crazy." A wheelchair-ridden old man came to the small meeting room and said vaguely: "He wants to be an assistant? Is he still the old lead clothing twenty years ago?" Have nostalgia?"

"He left an email to the committee saying that this time he will personally prove what is great! It is a foolish thing to refuse to receive a medical award in a clinical procedure. I see that Mejar's brain is out of order. ”

"Impossible, is he embossed the anterior cerebral artery by the embolism of the coronary artery, causing problems in the excitable area?"

Most of the old people present were seven or eighty years old and old.

However, their thinking is still active, like a beating flame, shining with dazzling light.

“Mayal is too much.” One person said: “Every year, in September, I ask for a recommendation. In February, I ask all the materials to be prepared. And the little guy he nominated this year, has not yet had the information on the surgery. Submit it up."

"Maybe he knows that the clinical surgery will definitely not receive the Nobel Prize." Another person said: "As long as a nomination is made to get more charitable donations, there are too many such things."

"Mayal doesn't say that. You, I agree with Mehar's thoughts. Before he had multiple heart diseases, you also witnessed it. I think he can continue to walk on the tree-lined road. It is a piece. To be honest, I am also looking forward to the growth of the little doctor. After all, my coronary is not good."

As he was saying, Mrs. Mehar was in a wheelchair and was pushed in by the assistant.

After Mrs. Mehar came in, the assistant quits silently and closes the door.

"Madam, I think you should dissuade Dr. Mehar. He is so crazy that he has to be an assistant when he is lying on the operating table." Chairman Dr. Rafson sat at one end of the long table, Shen Said the voice.

He is older than Dr. Mehar, and his body has a rotten taste, and even the voice of his voice is full of dust.

Mrs. Mayhar was in a wheelchair and had a blanket on her leg. Although it was the weather in April, she still didn't feel hot. It’s like sitting in the fireplace in the winter, holding a cat on the leg, and telling the story of the grandmother.

"No." Mrs. Mayhar said firmly that her voice was a little trembling, but she could not stop her from expressing her belief: "Mayal is always saying that no matter how many times he turns, your **** is always behind him. I have been listening to this ancient proverb for a lifetime, and I am so upset by him."

"Dear Mrs. Mayhar, I don't think Dr. Mehar can go to God's arms and see what he couldn't see before. He has been looking for ways to solve the problem of blood turbulence for interventional surgery, which is not at all may!"

"Heart surgery is particularly dangerous, and everything will be destroyed in the event of various intraoperative complications that are almost certain to occur."

Several people also discouraged the road.

"Mayal sent me an email today, I think this is the reason he insisted." Mrs. Mehar said: "He said that he found the person who can break through the blood turbulence and want to be with him. Fight and get the medical award."

"My God, that is impossible!"

"Blood turbulence? Madam, are you ready to win this physics award? The Royal Academy of Sciences does not come to watch this operation, it is really regrettable."

"Madam, don't you think that the doctor's behavior is very strange? Turbulence, my God, that is a study with equal status with the theory of relativity. If someone breaks through the study of turbulence, the old diehards of the Royal Academy of Sciences Will definitely cry to give the physics award to the developer, and will never let the LED get the physics award."

Dr. Rafson sat quietly. He did not speak, but calmly observed Mrs. Mehar's every move.

Medical awards cannot be awarded to clinical procedures. This is a rule that cannot be broken. I will retire soon, and I will not be able to do anything afterwards. However, within my term of office, there must be no clinically-elected medical award.

His heart is so firm, like Dr. Mehar.

For the upcoming battle, Rafson is also full of desire. The old man of Mehar, dare to challenge his majesty, then come on!

Upon hearing all the doubts, Mrs. Mehar did not speak, but pressed a button.

Her assistant opened the door and held a laptop in her hand.

"I think that little medical website, you have never seen it. So, my husband deliberately asked me to prepare for the recording of the latest operation." Mrs. Mehar said: "I didn't believe it at the beginning. That’s the **** turbulence that has plagued classic physics for nearly three hundred years.”

"Madam, don't you think that you and the doctor see the hallucinations? Here is the Karolinska School, not the Royal Academy of Sciences! Discuss turbulence here, let's talk about genes, the body's immune system against tumors. The role is more practical." Dr. Rafson knocked on the table and pointed out the flaws and loopholes in Mrs. Mehar's words.

Although his age is very old, Dr. Rafson’s mind is still keen, like a young man.

"You are wrong." Mrs. Mehar said firmly: "The new discovery makes life better. I think Dr. Rafson has forgotten this sentence?" (Note 1)

"Madam, surgery, it is not a new discovery." Dr. Rafson said indifferently.

"God has prepared the worm for each bird, but will not throw the worm into its mouth." Mrs. Mehar said: "Rejecting to know everything new will only lead to the decay of the medical award and become a second-rate award. Finally became a shame."

At this time, the surgery recording was ready, the assistant respectfully bowed, handed the remote to Mrs. Mayhar, and then carefully left.

"Interventional surgery, you have an understanding. There is a controversy about turbulence, let the surgery process to explain it." Mrs. Mayhar no longer stated the previous point of view, but opened the projection, began to play the surgery recorded.

The operation was "simple", just a heart pacemaker.

The whole process has not been edited, but the most primitive process. This is a medical expert who can understand at a glance.

Although no one has an in-depth understanding of interventional surgery like Dr. Mehar and his wife, but what is the point of view, no one does not know.

The guide wire wanders in the blood vessels, and the superselection is accurate, and even the blood vessel wall does not touch.

Silence in the small conference room Ten minutes of surgery has passed, no one is still talking.

"A few months ago, it was Zheng’s surgery for Mehal. At that time, I thought he was going back to the arms of God. I didn’t expect him to be left by this hand.” Mrs. Mayhar’s voice was a little old and trembling. But full of gentleness.

"This is a pair of hands that have been kissed by God. This kind of surgery, I have done it myself countless times. But no one can be as perfect as he did. Even before I saw this surgery, it was never I have never thought that surgery can do this!"

“As a professional cardiologist, I will evaluate it.” Mrs. Mehar said, “The operation is very simple, but the whole procedure is a miracle. I can feel the surgeon’s understanding of the surgery during a few months. There is a huge leap."

Mrs. Mehar trembled and tried to sit up straight. "At the time, everyone felt that Mehal had gained the favor of the gods, and in that case they could restore the most basic health."

"But please note that the current level of the surgeon has exceeded the level of grinding done a few months ago and has almost reached perfection."

"Mayal knows your stubbornness. He will use life to prove for you. This is a sly new star. Every study of hiss is as groundbreaking as all the theories that Einstein had in the past!"

"Technological advancement will make life better. Isn't this the original intention of Nobel? Mehaha has continued a wonderful life, are you here?"

"Right, I have already looked for Dr. Olson of the Royal Academy of Sciences to watch the live broadcast. At this time, he is preparing equipment for dynamic 3D images in my laboratory."

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Note: Latin inscribed on the Nobel Prize in Medicine and Biology.