Masters are always lonely.

Although Academician Ke and Professor Bruce have different philosophies and different nationalities, they have a similar identity:

Top notch surgeon.

Being a doctor and reaching their level is like standing on the top of a mountain and looking around, apart from the white snow, there are only a few lonely figures left in the strong wind.

Masters always appreciate each other.

The outside world had many suspicions about the relationship between the two, but the two ignored it at all and always maintained the friendship of gentlemen.

This time Academician Ke decided to take over this complicated patient with pancreatic head cancer. Professor Bruce rushed over without thinking, wanting to see how his old friend was going to solve this difficult patient.

Professor Bruce didn't have any other ideas. He was just curious. Why did Academician Ke take over the patient who he was helpless to do, and how was he going to deal with this patient?

"Ke, do you want to operate on this patient?" Professor Bruce sat in front of Academician Ke and said straight to the point.

"No, my body can no longer support me to complete such a complicated operation. Zhu Bo will perform the surgery on my behalf, and I will guide him from the side." Academician Ke explained.

"he?"

Professor Bruce looked at Zhu Bo up and down for a few times, then shook his head and said very directly: "He can't do it."

Zhu Bo's face was a bit ugly. Although he himself knew that he was not good enough, he was so bluntly told by a foreign doctor that he couldn't do it. Even though he had always been good-tempered, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy at this time:

"Professor Bruce, I have worked in the General Surgery Department of Southeast Hospital for seventeen years and have performed dozens of pancreaticoduodenectomies. Although there may be a big gap compared to you, it is not just a matter of glance.

, let you decide that I can't complete this operation."

If it had been anyone else, seeing Zhu Bo being so serious, he might have said a few words of comfort, but Professor Bruce still insisted: "You can't do this surgery."

After speaking, he explained in a very serious manner:

"This patient is not simple."

"The pancreatic head cancer spreads and surrounds the blood vessels. The originally slender and short pancreatic ducts are further squeezed in the operating space."

"Once the incision is made, it is almost impossible to suture the pancreas and intestines. Even if the pancreas is sutured, pancreatic fistula will inevitably occur after the operation."

"We refused to perform surgery on her because of this consideration."

Professor Bruce's Chinese was not very fluent, and he had a very obvious foreign accent. However, after his careful and diligent explanation, Zhu Bo gradually lost his temper.

What he said does make sense...

"Dean Ke, pancreatic fistula after surgery is something we need to be careful about... Do we have a good solution?"

"Of course."

Academician Ke nodded: "Su Jie has already discussed this issue with me about the Hong-style acupuncture method. I think the plan he proposed is very good. He will cooperate with you in this operation."

Hearing Su Jie's name, Zhu Bo suddenly felt a lot more at ease, and the anxiety on his face was wiped away.

Professor Bruce frowned and asked, "What is the Hong Style One Acupuncture Method?"

Academician Ke smiled: "This is a special technology for pancreaticojejunostomy. It was invented by Professor Hong in my country and can effectively reduce the possibility of pancreatic fistula after surgery."

After hearing this, Professor Bruce raised his head, the arrogance and disdain on his face undisguised.

Upon seeing this, Academician Ke continued: "Bruce, I have said before that you should broaden your horizons and embrace more knowledge and ideas."

"Mayo is indeed the world's top medical center, and your technology is indeed world-leading."

"But this does not mean that you can arrogantly despise any other technology and regard yourself as the only authority in the medical industry."

"The sea is open to all rivers, and it is great to be tolerant. I will give you this sentence."

Although Bruce has always maintained a proud attitude in his own field, he is full of yearning for ancient Chinese culture. This is one of the reasons why he chose to come to China for exchange and study.

"The sea is open to all rivers, and tolerance is great..." Professor Bruce repeated silently, as if he was chewing on the deeper meaning of this sentence, and the arrogance on his face faded a lot.

When Zhu Bo saw the exchange between the two big guys, he couldn't help but think that the relationship between the two was obviously not as bad as the online media described.

On the contrary, the two of them are more like confidants!

"It would be great if Professor Bruce could perform this surgery..."

This idea suddenly appeared in Zhu Bo's mind and couldn't go away.

Professor Bruce and Academician Ke are both top surgeons, but when it comes to laparoscopic pancreaticoduodenectomy alone, Academician Ke is more experienced.

Academician Ke's body can no longer support him to complete such a complex operation, but Professor Bruce is still young. Gringos grew up eating beef and have muscles all over their bodies. It will definitely be no problem for him to perform this operation.

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Two top surgeons, one is experienced and responsible for surgical guidance, and the other is physically capable and responsible for the operation... What a perfect match.

If we can put together such a lineup, no matter how difficult the operation is, it will be easily solved!

Thinking of this, Zhu Bo couldn't help but ask: "Professor Bruce, if our Southeast Hospital invites you to operate on this patient, would you be willing?"

Upon hearing this question, Professor Bruce and Academician Ke who were talking were both stunned. Academician Ke even frowned and said, "Zhu Bo, don't ask such a rude question."

The person who knows Bruce best is Academician Ke.

Although Bruce rushed all the way from Kyoto to Southeast, his purpose was very simple, he just wanted to see how his old friend solved this difficult patient.

Bruce was very curious about what method Academician Ke would choose to save the patient he chose to give up.

As for performing surgery on my own...

If Bruce's belief allowed it, the patient would have been on the operating table in Kyoto.

For a top surgeon like Bruce, no matter how far he travels, he will not change his belief.

Zhu Bo's question was indeed a bit silly.

Professor Bruce suddenly patted his head excitedly and said: "Ke, you taught me before, how to respond in your ancient Chinese proverbs when encountering this kind of situation!"

"But how could I forget it?"

Academician Ke suddenly looked unnatural and said hurriedly: "Forget it if you can't remember. Let's just stop talking today. I'll take you to a hotel and stay there first."

"No, no, no, I will definitely remember it. That ancient saying is mellow and full of the beauty of spoken Chinese. It is short and powerful, with a long aftertaste at the end. I have never found a chance to say it to others!"

Bruce patted the top of his head vigorously, as if he wanted to use this method to stimulate deep memories.

Finally, he remembered those words.

Professor Bruce sat upright, facing Zhu Bo, and then said very seriously in Chinese with a cadence and a foreign accent:

"You want to eat shit."
Chapter completed!