The Surgeon's Studio - Chapter 1072

Chapter 1072: Miserable assistant, miserable tomorrow

Someone knocked on the door and interrupted Professor Max Muller’s thoughts. “Who is it?” Gade asked impatiently. “Professor, it’s me.” His assistant carefully pushed the door open and walked in with a bag in his hand that exuded a cold air. “What is this?” Gade asked, frowning. He changed his posture, and all the fat on his body trembled, as if fat would be thrown out in the next second. “Professor, this is the liver of a cow. You don’t know how difficult it is to buy an entire liver. I ran around six blocks before I managed to buy it from a Chinese shop. ” Gade’s assistant complained in a low voice. “Have you done a MRI scan?” “I’m done,” “Put it in the refrigerator.” Professor Max Muller waved his hand and said,” His assistant was relieved and turned to leave. Damn Chinese people. They actually want to do an MRI on an animal’s liver. This is the first time I’ve encountered such a strange request. Gade’s assistant thought to himself,”it’s such a terrible experience to run a few streets at this time of the night and be stared at as if you’re a monster or a pervert.” Professor Brad Muller frowned and looked at the door. He felt like something was wrong, but he couldn’t tell what it was. The room was very quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of hemostatic forceps hitting the radial styloid. More than ten minutes later, Professor Brad Muller suddenly remembered that the sound of the hemostat touching Dr. Smith’s radial styloid process confused him. Professor gade Muller knew how good Dr. Smith was. After watching the recorded surgery, he had a deep understanding of TIPS. In the recording, the hemostatic forceps were only hitting him and making some very small adjustments. It was impossible for everyone’s level to improve by leaps and bounds overnight. If that was the case, then he must have contracted Alzheimer’s disease. This was absolutely impossible! Professor gade Muller immediately denied this. In other words, Dr. Zheng and Rudolf must have used an animal liver and an MRI scan at Maio clinic! This was a teaching method and not an intentional way of making things difficult for him. After understanding this point, Professor Max Muller felt refreshed. But the question was, did Yingying miss out on some details? Should he ask Rudolph? Gade didn’t even want to ask Rudolph if there was a possibility. He could guess how much ridicule he would get if he asked. However, he still did not have doctor Zheng’s phone number. This was a troubling matter. Gade thought about it for a long time. In the end, the sound of the hemostatic forceps hitting the radial styloid gave him a hint to ask Dr. Smith. He picked up his phone, found Dr. Smith’s number, and called him. Unfortunately, the phone rang for a long time without anyone picking up. He should not be sleeping at this time. Professor Brad Muller was a little confused. He didn’t stop politely, but he kept calling Dr. Smith. After nearly half an hour, the phone was finally picked up. After a roar, one could imagine Dr. Smith’s paper – like body constantly shaking, as if he had been baptized by a hurricane. Professor Max Muller listened in silence. Three minutes later, Dr. Smith asked,””Damn it, my phone is about to run out of battery. What’s the matter?!” “Dr. Zheng from China just left your place, right?” “My God, how many times do you want to ask me? I’ve already said that he’s a doctor whose hands have been kissed by God. So what if he’s been beaten a few times? “You bunch of B * stards, you only know …” A torrent of abuse sounded, and Professor Max Muller was helpless. It seemed like countless people had called Dr. Smith today. After all, a world – renowned professor had been taught a demonstration surgery and even hit by a hemostatic forceps. This wasn’t important. The important thing was that this demonstration surgery was being live – streamed … Professor Brad Muller felt sad for Dr. Smith. He was secretly happy and didn’t care about Smith’s roar. However, gade quickly interrupted Dr. Smith and said,””Doctor, I think you’re mistaken.” “What?” “Doctor Zheng is with me.” Professor Max Muller calmly said,””His assistant told me to prepare an animal liver and do an MRI scan. I don’t understand what you mean, so I called you to ask. ” “Oh my God, I remember now. You are with Rudolph, aren’t you?” Dr. Smith’s interest was piqued. He had a high IQ, and the complicated relationships between the people were instantly straightened out. He could already see professor gade’s tragic tomorrow. However, this kind of tragedy was what many people wished for. Before the appearance of this young Chinese doctor, the technical barrier had blocked almost everyone’s access. After he left, Dr. Smith performed surgery for a whole day, and he found that his skill level had improved by a lot. Is it now Professor Max Muller’s turn? “I’ll give you a fair suggestion, Mr. Gade,” Dr. Smith said with a smile. “Please speak.” “That young doctor Zheng’s hands have indeed received God’s blessing. You should learn from him.” There was a hint of a smile in his voice … And the sound of the hemostatic forceps hitting the radial styloid process could be heard. “…” Professor Max Muller immediately replied,””No, I’m talking about animal livers. How did you get your noodles? Are there any details?” “Fresh liver, of course. The larger the animal’s liver, the better the effect. “Of course, MRI scan diffusion is also a must. Tomorrow, you’ll see Doctor Zheng dissecting the liver while explaining the new TIPS surgery with MRI scan. He’s an Angel sent by God to the human world, and he’s going to open a dusty door for you. ” Dr. Smith said exaggeratedly. Professor Max Muller immediately understood what was going on. Was there really someone who could dissect an MRI while explaining MRI scan dispersion? This was a way of teaching that was ingrained in their bones. Even when they were in school, no teacher would do this. There was no reason why, just because they did not know how to. Professor Brad Muller was so excited that his fat body was shaking. The chair he was sitting on made a creaking sound. After exchanging a few polite words with Dr. Smith, he immediately picked up his phone and gave his assistant a good scolding. He then told him that he needed fresh liver, and it had to be fresh! It’s not fresh now, but fresh tomorrow morning! Not only was it fresh, but he also had to do MRI diffusion. After that, Professor Brad Muller hung up the phone. He didn’t care what his assistant was going to do.