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    ¡°Separating the porta hepatis, cutting the blood vessels, and simply blocking the inferior vena cava, as many people have said before, can really detonate a minefield of small blood vessels at any time.

    Everyone was so nervous that it felt like their heart was being pinched, and they were all staring at the surgery scene.

    Soon a conclusion was drawn on the issue that attracted the most attention, the amount of bleeding.

    It was very small. According to the estimates of the experienced surgeons present, the overall blood loss should not exceed 20 to 30 milliliters.

    How to do it!

    "I can't understand." An expert touched his forehead.

    "They didn't perform a blood circulation operation, how could they achieve a small amount of bleeding?"

    ¡°If it¡¯s not diversion, they must have done other operations, otherwise it cannot be explained that they used tee monitoring in detail.¡±

    ¡°This operation is absolutely perfect, otherwise it would be impossible to perfectly control the amount of intraoperative bleeding.¡±

    One doctor used perfect exclamations continuously.  The colleagues present nodded in agreement.

    Perfect, really perfect.  Because they couldn't think of it.

    Exactly how to do it, everyone can only stare at the surgery screen every second.

    Finally, after the surgery reached a certain stage, the picture in the laparoscopic monitor moved, and it should have returned from the tumor area to other key locations that were not broadcast live.

    I saw it, it was a picture of several blood vessels being tied with threads.

    The people in the audience were dumbfounded. They didn¡¯t expect what Xiao Song just said, that there are real people who can imagine the entire vascular system of the human body as a macroscopic three-dimensional system.

    To put it simply, the blocked human blood vessel system can be likened to the paralysis of the urban traffic system. The method adopted is to unblock it, and the unblocking plan needs to be comprehensively considered and calculated.  Where to block it so that it can be effectively diverted to other roads without blocking and detonating is an advanced knowledge.

    If you want to dispatch such a traffic system, the research project uses supercomputer modeling and calculation.  The average human brain can't figure it out.

    The richness and complexity of human blood vessels far exceed those of large city transportation systems, and they are three-dimensional rather than two-dimensional.

    There are now three-dimensional software that can assist doctors in calculations, but doctors need to model it first. I wonder which doctor can quickly establish the patient's intraoperative vascular system in such a temporary situation.

    The brain of someone who can do this is a three-dimensional supercomputing brain, which is a step further than the ordinary computer brain that Zhang Tinghai thought.  After all, he is a surgeon, and he is more aware of the difficulty of this algorithm than Zhang Tinghai, an anesthesiologist.

    "Can you actually calculate it based on the monitoring value of the tee?"

    "I can't figure it out."

    One doctor after another surrendered.

    "And they don't need to do a bypass surgery, they can just tie a few blood vessels to get it right."

    This final solution is equivalent to the best answer to a genius math problem.

    "Did Dr. Tao do it?"

    "Dr. Tao was cutting tumors before."

    No one dares to pretend to be blind anymore. The person who did this obviously has nothing to do with Tao Zhijie.

    "Who is the mirror-holder?"

    "Doctor Xie?"

    Hearing people from other hospitals asking Dr. Xie, people from the National Association became more vigilant.

    "Okay!" Bang, Teacher Lu patted his thigh excitedly.

    "Teacher?" Yu Xuexian asked in a low voice.

    Cao Yong smiled slightly and said, "Teacher is happy."

    As the fanatic student who knows the teacher best, he can guess accurately.

    Teacher Lu was so happy that he laughed twice, touched the corners of his eyes with his fingers, and asked him: "Cao Yong, can we do this kind of surgery now?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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