At the sa ti, Tang Sili, holding an ordinary ballpoint pen, sketched out the patient’s cardiac system based on the surgical footage in the video, and said, "You cannot separate the micro-bomb from the other parts, including the chanical heart and the human body."
"Do you an you’ve found the valve that triggers the bomb explosion?" Wei Changqing asked, as he had so trust in Tang Sili’s abilities due to previous encounters. He knew that this surgery professor was reputed to have so character issues, but his dical expertise was indeed very high.
"According to my initial assessnt, if I were to design such a bomb, my first consideration would be to prevent others from easily detaching and dismantling it. Otherwise, its owner would imdiately lose leverage over the other party. Therefore, how to cleverly ensure that when doctors remove it, it explodes? My design would utilize the hemodynamics of the human circulatory system."
The profound dical terminology was initially hard to grasp. As Wei Changqing pondered, he listened to Ou Yanan explain Tang Sili’s words on-site. Finally, a clearer picture of the bomb’s structure erged before everyone.
"You an to say—" Wei Changqing gestured with tweezers around the bomb, "that this bomb has a detonation-triggering valve inside, and the detonation value depends on the blood flow reducing to a certain level as it passes through the valve. If we sever the blood supply system around this bomb, it may explode at any ti. Hence, we cannot separate the bomb from the chanical heart, nor can we remove it from this body—any interruption in its connected blood vessels would trigger it."
It seed to be the case indeed.
Once everyone understood how this bomb was designed, they acknowledged that the expert who designed it mustn’t be just a bomb maker; they could very well be a dical expert too. On the other hand, this nearly immovable and unremovable situation posed a challenge for both the doctors and the bomb disposal experts on-site.
While everyone was racking their brains for a solution, a woman’s voice suddenly interjected.
"Isn’t this simple? Since reduced blood flow triggers the explosion, just introduce other branches of blood flow to compensate and substitute for the body’s weakened flow. Such a dical technique should be easily achievable."
Even from abroad, Ou Yanan and Wei Changqing could easily recognize that it was Zhao ngjin’s voice.
Why was Miss Zhao with Tang Sili? Wei Changqing, unaware of earlier details, felt puzzled.
Ou Yanan narrowed her eyes, knowing she was fulfilling a previous agreent. Whether Zhao ngjin could succeed with Tang Sili was yet to be seen.
Regardless, Zhao ngjin, as an outside observer, with a simple remark, freed those deeply stuck in the situation.
"This can indeed be done," Ou Yanan said. "Set up two extracorporeal circulation machines."
Quickly, following Zhao ngjin’s proposed thod, the surgery proceeded. After a series of tense operations, the chanical heart and bomb were successfully removed from Zhu Minxuan’s body and personally escorted by Wei Changqing to the adjacent bomb disposal room for the next stage. As a result, the operating room was relatively safe, and Ou Yanan carefully installed a new artificial heart for the patient.
Seeing this, Tang Sili essentially no longer needed to guide the students much. He turned and spoke to the woman who had decisively suggested earlier, "When did you learn so much?"
Zhao ngjin raised her eyebrows, "Knowledge isn’t sothing that confines musicians to only learn music."
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