You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 312 You Can't Do It!

"Why is it so slow?"

Thirty minutes before the operation, Mo Mengchen came to the gate of Saint Lucifer.

Who provokes this sad face?

"Today I am only an assistant, so I just need to be there, isn't it?" Mo Mengchen asked back.

Sivers walked a few steps and suddenly asked, "Are you sure?"

"What do you mean?"

"surgery."

"Which surgery?"

"Don't make trouble."

Didn't make trouble with you.

Mo Mengchen said: "If you are asking about Scorpio, I am not sure, because I am not the doctor, if you are asking about mitral valve replacement, I am very sure."

Although Sivers was angry, he also heard the meaning of this sentence.

This has been implied so clearly that it cannot be more obvious.

"How do you know it will fail?"

"Your sentence is too weird, I did not say that it will fail."

Mo Mengchen was nonsense all the way until surgery.

"If Scorpio succeeds, Tevdara will come back to life, and that **** will definitely embarrass me." Sivers said, "It is difficult for us to reach an agreement with them."

Mo Mengchen knew exactly what this meant.

Yawei's pursuit of Sivers is not a day or two. His passion, his roses, have not melted the iceberg of Sivers.

Instead, the flames of nothingness made this high iceberg stronger, and Scorpio was his last weapon.

As long as the Scorpio experiment is successful, the major hospitals will come to the door, and Tevdara’s dilemma will be solved naturally. Saint Lucifer, who claims to be "the world’s most advanced medical equipment," will also post the hot face. But in this way, the situation is completely different.

As the chief person in charge of the hospital, Sivers will naturally have her come forward to negotiate with Yawei.

By that time, how many demanding requirements will Yawei hold in the initiative?

Mo Mengchen went to the sterile room to wash his hands and change clothes.

He washed his hands back and forth many times.

For a while, the nominal partner, few of whom could let Mo Mengchen as assistant's chief surgeon, San Jose's top brand Robert Mendes came over.

"You claim to be a 100% doctor, do you think this operation can be successful tonight?" Mendes asked.

I don’t think so, at least not in your hands.

"Although I haven't heard that there is any connection between these two things, I still hope that the operation can be successful, and life is more than reputation, wealth and everything." Mo Mengchen said lightly.

"Teach me less, young man." Mendes sneered. "You should know how your 100% name came from. Pick some simple surgery and choose some strong patients. You have privileges. This person As everyone knows, those poorly ill bugs will never get your pity, because you can't save them, you are just a liar!

"So I come to be your assistant." Mo Mengchen said "ashamed": "Who calls you the great conscience of the medical profession, no one can care, and can only rely on me, a crook, a crook to attract attention."

Mendes snorted: "Wait and watch, Scorpio will take away every patient in cardiac surgery at St Lucifer Hospital!"

I will wait and see.

"Really, if they can get the best treatment, I will heartily be happy for them."

The two put on surgical gowns, raised their hands straight, separated their fingers, and entered the operating room.

The nurse came over to help them put on the surgical gown.

"Isn't it the chief sword?"

Although this incident was buoyant, Simas did not pay much attention to it. He heard that Mo Mengchen had participated in this operation before coming to watch.

He originally thought that Mo Mengchen was the chief surgeon. After all, his reputation was too great. If he was not promoted, how could so many people pay attention to this operation?

Will fans who have no brains care about an operation that may never be related to them?

"I heard that it is to show the universality of Scorpio." A person next to him said, "The selling point of Scorpio is that any surgeon can master it as long as he is proficient, and does not need elaborate technology. The participation of Mo is also to ensure the foolproof operation."

Simas was stunned.

Foolproof?

Why did he suddenly feel that this operation must have been "lost" today?

"The personnel are all here and you can start." Ping told the operating room.

"So, now for mitral valve surgery in Scorpio."

Mendes opened a tiny incision, and then the operation began.

Mo Mengchen stood beside him. This kind of operation has never been seen before. Moreover, if such a good machine really works, why did it not become popular in his era?

Was it because of his arrival that thwarted Tevdara and made the company work hard to develop this instrument?

No way?

It's only 1997.

No such instrument appeared in 2019 in the past life of Mo Mengchen.

He didn't believe it.

"Actually, you don't need any assistants."

Looking at Mendes's technique, Mo Mengchen was convinced that he must have practiced many times in private. Such proficiency is impossible without hundreds of simulations.

"Yes, if you need it, you can go outside and drink some water. Maybe after you come back, the operation will be over."

The mask allowed Mo Mengchen to only see Mendes' eyes, but he could see the smile on his face through these eyes.

That's the winner's laugh.

The quasi-winners who have not yet won have a smile that symbolizes victory.

However, the only way to win is to laugh at the end.

"Thank you, I said, I want to witness a great medical event, I don’t want to miss the next wonderful thing because of a glass of water."

Mo Mengchen's eyes were also smiling, and there was no trace of frustration in his words.

Simas saw Mo Mengchen's expression through the big screen broadcast. Although the camera was a few meters apart, he could communicate with the two people and combine his eyes to recall some things.

It was only four or five years ago, and not so long ago, many people thought that they could remember it at first thought, but it was not.

Sometimes, the past is a scene taken with a camera; sometimes, the past is a play, which is continuously performed on a vaulted ceiling decorated with plaster and soft curtains; sometimes, it is just from The story of the love that came from the silent century is so touching and untouchable, everything is specious. Other times, the past was just still images borrowed from memory.

How did Mo Mengchen quickly get up at the Mayo Medical Center?

In a surgical accident that turned the tide, he took over the job of the chief surgeon and recaptured the patient from the death.

Simas was the witness of that operation.

At that time, Mo Mengchen was this look.

Something is about to happen. Simas thought.

"Scorpio."

Only half an hour after the operation, all the steps have been completed, Mendes said proudly.

At the venue, everyone opened their eyes wide to see what this revolutionary medical tool that had been propagated for several months looked like.

As a result, its appearance was mediocre and disappointing.

crucial moment.

Scorpio was inserted into the apex of heart, and Mendes looked up at the X-ray on one side, where Scorpio could see clearly into the body.

He pushed slowly.

"Scorpio is about to reach the mitral valve!" the nurse reminded.

Scorpio reached the mitral valve, Mendes pressed the trigger like a shot, then slowly pulled out of Scorpio.

He declared victory, holding Scorpio in his right hand and spreading out in his left hand: "This is the end, the operation was successful!"

"This will be the beginning of a new era. Behind this operation is the hope of millions of patients!" Mendes said excitedly.

Mo Mengchen did not look at him, but looked at the internal situation reflected on the X-ray.

Mendes walked to the camera and said, "I announced that the operation was successful!"

Severus could not wait to face the camera with the best smile in the world. He could not open his eyes with a smile, and slowly stood up to prepare for his victory speech.

He clapped his hands, and some doctors who were convinced of Scorpio followed their claps, and then led others.

The Washington Synagogue, which belongs to St. Lucifer Hospital, was applauded at the moment, but for other medical instruments.

"Good applause for sending away an elderly man who devoted himself to medicine. It's perfect."

Although the disappointed voice will be late, he will never be absent.

His voice was loud, facing the camera, in the operating room, everyone in the Washington Synagogue heard it.

Mendes smiled: "Are you crazy? What do you think you are talking about?"

Mo Mengchen said with pity: "This poor old man is about to die."

"It should be said that you are well prepared, but Scorpio is not comprehensive, and most patients will have reactions like Elizabeth." Mo Mengchen asked with a smile, "Remember I let you see X-rays more times?"

"It seems that you are not obedient."

"The structure of the human body is very complicated, which is not offset by a machine."

Suddenly, the nurse shouted, "Blood pressure is lower!"

"Frequency of heartbeat reduced!"

"It really bleeds." Mo Mengchen said, "Good job, Scorpio. It's not right. You are holding Scorpio beautifully."

Mendes felt cold all over, from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head, his face lost color, but unfortunately he wore a mask, otherwise it must be wonderful.

"How could it fail?" Mendes yelled. "My surgery is flawless!"

"I don't have time to hear you complain, the loser leaves, you know?"

Mo Mengchen said: "Scalpel!"

"No! His physical strength cannot support a complete operation!" Mendes yelled.

"It doesn't take too much time to help you clean up the mess. You can't do it. I can. This is the difference between you and me. This is the difference between San Lucifer and San Jose." Mo Mengchen walked to his side and shouted suddenly: " Don't stand here obscures!"

Mendes shivered and gave up on his own initiative.

Inside the Washington Synagogue

Yawei's face was pale.

Mo Mengchen's words just now were enough to destroy Tevdara.

"Applicable patients of Scorpio are not universal."

"Most patients may have this problem."

Finished!

He sat down bleakly.

This is the failure of Scorpio, but also the success of Mo Mengchen.

He saved a failed operation and rescued an almost dead patient.

It only took two hours.

"Blood pressure rises!"

"Heart frequency returns to normal!"

Mo Mengchen put the tool down and said, "The rest of the finishing work will be given to you."

He turned around and looked at Mendes of Mune.

Mo Mengchen didn't seem to see him. He walked out of the operating room and took off his gloves.

His direction is the Washington Synagogue.

There are many people, and many questions are waiting for him.

This will be a blow to destroy Tevdara.

Go to die, Javey Tevdara!

When Mo Mengchen appeared, the reporter at the scene was ready.

Cameras, photography, microphones, swarming.

"Ethan, what happened at the end of the operation?"

"How is the patient?"

"Has Scorpio failed?"

"Can you reveal the details of the operation?"

"Take your time, I will answer all the questions." Mo Mengchen glanced at Yawei sitting in the corner. He still had some hope in his eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~Hope I say good things for you?

When did the sky have red rain?

"After the scorpio mitral valve surgery, the patient's body had problems and her abdomen bleeds badly, but the mitral valve has no problems. This shows that Scorpio is indeed preferable."

Yawei sat upright in surprise.

"However, Scorpio's propaganda is wrong. Not every doctor can master it. A little carelessness will lead to a situation like today. By then, you need a doctor like me to clean up the mess. Unfortunately, there is only one me in the world. "Mo Mengchen smiled, "I personally want to spend a thousand dollars to buy a Scorpio patent, I don't know what Mr. Tevdala intended?"

Mo Mengchen turned his eyes and flew to Yawei.

Yawei's face was full of anger and humiliation, and some endless despair.

Everything is over!