Chapter 2302: 2224 Still Not Perfect (Alliance Leader Bread Tree Bonus Chapter 2)

Zhao Wenhua sent the patient back to the ward; he didn't let his subordinate doctors or resident doctors do it, he did everything himself.

He really cherished this opportunity.

From the start he kept provoking, wanting to vent the anger of having a bed forcibly taken, all the way to now, Zhao Wenhua still doesn't know what he has been through.

However, Zheng Lao Ban didn't reject his "bringing resources to join the team" matter, and even personally came over to critique his surgeries for several days.

In response, Zhao Wenhua was moved to tears.

Although the time was short and the number of surgeries critiqued wasn't many, Zhao Wenhua could feel his surgical skill improving by leaps and bounds every day.

The transparent glass wall that once limited his skill improvement has been shattered into pieces under the blows of Zheng Lao Ban's hemostatic forceps.

As for where the next bottleneck lies, Zhao Wenhua temporarily can't see it.

Immersed in the joy of breaking through, he couldn't extricate himself, but Zhao Wenhua's tail didn't perk up. The higher his level, the more he understood the gap between himself and Zheng Lao Ban.

From initially thinking the gap wasn't big, to later it becoming huge, up to now Zhao Wenhua hasn't dwelled on the thought of having learned surgery and then turned traitor.

Zheng Lao Ban is around that age, under thirty; he'd better not bring trouble upon himself.

When he retires, Zheng Lao Ban's level will just be reaching its peak; at that point, if he tried to deal with himself, he wouldn't even need to lift a hand—his disciples and grandchildren would crush his academic standing.

Zhao Wenhua has a clear idea in his mind.

Being a good inpatient doctor and studying his craft well is the foundation; Zhao Wenhua gave himself a clear position. Although he is a team-leading professor, he still thinks this way in his heart.

After sending the patient back, Zhao Wenhua began arranging the postoperative patients' medical records.

Zheng Lao Ban's medical team's beds are managed by Chang Yue; he can't control them. But his own beds still need careful protection, lest Zheng Lao Ban turn hostile a few months later and take away all his beds…

Although the chance of such a thing happening is so small it needn't be considered, Zhao Wenhua still guards against it carefully.

"You mean I'm responsible for the open-chest part, and you use interventional surgery to place an anchor in the superior vena cava, then tighten the heart muscle?"

"That's pretty much the meaning." Zheng Ren's voice came through.

Zhao Wenhua stared for a moment—what surgery, requiring open-chest and interventional to work together?

"The problem is big, but your idea can still be tried. I need to think more—wait, no! Can you be sure of the force with which the anchor locks? If the force is too great, the heart muscle will necrose, and the postoperative inflammation hurdle won't be passed." Su Yun immediately raised objections.

"Hmm, I roughly have a handle on this; I can take care of it." Zheng Ren said.

"That's also not right." Su Yun said, "Are you sure the heart doesn't stop beating?"

"Certain." Zheng Ren said, "If the heart stops, the effect wouldn't necessarily be much better, and it would invisibly increase the patient's cardiac burden."

"Sounds beautiful, but there are many problems—what material is the thread made of? What if a clot forms?" Su Yun said, then fell silent.

At this moment, he turned into a hundred thousand "whys", his mind filled with countless questions.

Zhao Wenhua looked astonished as the two walked in—what were they just saying? Cardiac interventional surgery, plus a joint open surgery.

This is simply unimaginable.

"Zheng Lao Ban, Yun Ge'er, what are you two talking about?" Zhao Wenhua suppressed his surprise and asked with a smile.

The three words "Yun Ge'er" rolled off his tongue, and Zhao Wenhua had already knelt down thoroughly.

"Baptista surgery, do you understand?" Su Yun still looked down on Zhao Wenhua and directly retorted.

Zhao Wenhua felt helpless; his status and position at this point seemed even inferior to Su Yun's. She is a senior physician in the medical team, so retorting a couple of times is normal.

Not angry, not angry, Zhao Wenhua comforted himself.

"Boss, what a gag, you want to do Baptista surgery via interventional means?" Professor Rudolf Wagner, having heard Su Yun finish, asked in astonishment.

"Hmm, a patient will come over soon. Su Yun, is the timing about right? You ask."

"Don't rush—how should we explain it when they arrive? Is it the surgical method or the interventional method?"

"Of course it's a combined surgery." Zheng Ren said confidently, "Small trauma, surgical difficulty… after careful study, we can still control it."

In the System Space, after performing over a hundred surgeries, Zheng Ren could finally control the surgery completion rate at around 80%.

He also urgently needed someone to raise objections, so the surgery could be more thorough and the completion rate higher.

Zheng Ren knew he had entered a blind spot, and that finding ways to perfect every detail was difficult for him.

Just like the TIPS surgery, it only became perfected after Professor Rudolf Wagner joined in.

"Oh my goodness!" Professor Rudolf Wagner jumped up in astonishment, not bothering to organize the TIPS surgery data, staring at Zheng Ren with a shocked face: "Boss, you really plan to put all cardiothoracic surgeons out of work? Bravo!"

"Fugui'er, if you've got the guts, say it again." Su Yun looked at the professor with a grim face and said.

"Yun Ge'er, the nature of what the boss and you are doing is like this." The professor, seeing Su Yun seemed a bit angry, gave an embarrassed explanation.

Zhao Wenhua directly turned into a stone carving.

What is Baptista surgery? Zhao Wenhua doesn't know. Such a niche technique, nationwide, it's already good if one out of ten thousand doctors knows it.

But Professor Rudolf Wagner's remark utterly shocked Zhao Wenhua.

Making all cardiothoracic surgeons unemployed… although that statement is extreme hyperbole, Zhao Wenhua realized it is already becoming reality.

Thoracic, the most numerous procedure—coronary artery bypass graft surgery—has basically been abolished now. What remains doable are valve surgeries and such, which won't completely disappear either.

Even some emergency surgeries, such as the pulmonary embolism procedures Zheng Lao Ban has performed, still require thoracic intervention.

But in large tertiary hospitals like 912, thoracic is still okay; in prefecture-level hospitals, the thoracic surgery department has completely vanished.

General thoracic can resect lung cancer and pulmonary nodules—those are good.

Of course, this also relates to the widespread rollout of high-speed rail and flights.

Surgeries involving the thoracic cavity are major operations; since going to the capital is so convenient, or having capital professors come over is easy, who would still go to a local hospital doctor for treatment?

With the Matthew effect expanding, thoracic surgery doctors in prefecture-level hospitals perform fewer and fewer operations, many switching jobs or changing careers; the smallest hospitals able to retain a thoracic surgery department are provincial capital-level hospitals.

Moreover, thoracic surgery procedures are continually being encroached upon by other disciplines.

For example, interventional…

Complete demise—this is a bit excessive, but what on earth is Zheng Lao Ban doing?! Zhao Wenhua stared in astonishment at the professor, then glanced at Zheng Lao Ban, full of doubts.