Poof!

A young doctor laughed out loud and waved his hand to Liu Yilin, who was looking over, indicating that he was fine. In his heart, the young doctor was a little proud: he had attracted Dr. Liu's attention. What happened next?

It is convenient to introduce yourself.

Just as his brainwaves were interlacing rapidly, Feng Zhixiang's eyes also glanced over.

"Have you forgotten all the rules in the operating room?" Professor Feng Zhixiang's voice was neither high nor low, as if he was speaking on the podium through a microphone, a bit eloquent.

The young doctors in the operating room were temporarily frozen in thinking. Such a tone was very dangerous.

The doctor who had just laughed out loud also stiffened and looked at Professor Feng Zhixiang cautiously.

"You call it abuse without teaching. Do you know what you did wrong?" Professor Feng Zhixiang held a scalpel in his hand and stared at the young doctor who laughed out loud.

The young doctor's mind wandered between "punishment" and "torture", and he cautiously said: "Saliva can easily contaminate the operating room."

"Well, it's not that it's easy to contaminate the operating room, it's that it's easy to contaminate the operating room. That's why we have to wear masks, right?" Professor Feng Zhixiang was persuasive.

The young doctor nodded.

"Open your mouth and answer me." Professor Feng Zhixiang was stern for a second, then returned to his kind look.

"Yeah, oh, right, right."

"Well..." Professor Feng Zhixiang nodded slightly: "Okay, get out."

"Ah..." The young man was stunned for a moment, and then he was pushed by his friend.

Only then did he wake up and hurriedly left the operating room. It was common for young doctors to be kicked out of the operating room, and there was nothing special about it. Everyone looked at him without even showing sympathy.

Fortunately, the person I met was not the director of the undergraduate department, otherwise being fucked during the surgery would be regarded as "for your own good".

Looking back, Professor Feng Zhixiang let out a long breath, then faced Ling Ran with a smile and said, "Let's continue. Now it's like doing an abdominal exploration to see how his life is."

In the visiting room, Vice President Wang already laughed out loud: "Professor Feng is still the same as before. He likes smart young doctors and hates the rest."

"If you are a talented doctor, why should you waste materials if you are not talented? I remember Professor Feng Zhixiang said this in the past." The deputy director of Broken Guan said and shook his head: "I stopped listening to him later.

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"With different statuses, of course the way of speaking must be different." A director next to him said with a smile.

Everyone in the visiting room also nodded one after another. They were already senior doctors who had made it through the years, and they didn't particularly care how other senior doctors fucked the junior doctors.

The same is not true for Ling Ran. In his impression, people's attitudes in social interactions are unpredictable. It's like a girl who was probably angry at other people one second ago, but when she saw Ling Ran, she...

It will look as gentle as water.

Ling Ran never tried to sort out the chaos, he cared more about the objective world.

For example, the patient in front of us is Li Gang.

Ling Ran carefully examined him, and the results of the examination may very well determine whether the patient can undergo surgery.

This is also the cruel part of gallbladder cancer. Because it is generally discovered late, many patients with gallbladder cancer, after opening their abdominal cavity, will find that the spread has exceeded expected after a round of abdominal examination, so they can only close the abdomen.

Otherwise, even if the patient does not die on the operating table, the postoperative prognosis will not be good. For some patients, the survival time after surgery is shorter than that without surgery. Such surgery is meaningless.

"Don't be afraid, you can touch it with your hands." After Professor Feng Zhixiang finished speaking, he also said to the other two assistants: "Everyone can use your hands to take a look at the situation in the abdominal cavity and touch it. What is the relationship between the dissected human body and the operation?

The situation is different, especially the cancerous tissue, which is still relatively typical for today’s patients, so come and touch it.”

So, after Ling Ran performed intra-abdominal exploration, Xu Wen and the three assistants next to him also touched it.

Xu Wen didn't care. The third assistant doctor next to him showed excitement.

He is the patient's bedside doctor, which means he is the lowest doctor in the entire medical system. In a high-end place like the operating room, many bedside doctors come in to report the situation and explain the patient's daily condition and medicines.

contraindications, etc., and those who should be kicked out will be kicked out. It is quite rare for a third assistant to be able to perform an ordinary surgery.

He also didn't expect that he would have a chance to get started today, even though he just touched it.

The junior doctors in the operating room also made envious "ouch" sounds. As for the junior doctor who was kicked out just now, no one can remember his name.

Feng Zhixiang waited for three people to touch it before he smiled and said: "When I just graduated from medical school, when I went to the hospital, the most emotional thing was how timid the doctors were. Of course, the technical level of doctors at that time was also

Relatively limited, to be honest, needless to say so euphemistically, the technology is poor, the equipment is also poor, and the school conditions are even worse. Therefore, the few limited surgeries are performed cautiously by the surgeons, so there is no chance for us to get started."

Ling Ran and others listened and had no chance to interrupt, so they watched Feng Zhixiang begin to separate step by step.

Feng Zhixiang talked while doing it: "The first time I felt the gallbladder, I guess I participated in 10 surgeries. It's pitiful to say that the doctors at that time couldn't perform surgeries themselves. They really followed the books.

We were so nervous during the operation that we couldn't even move, and we were not allowed to speak. Several of us junior doctors had questions at the time, and we didn't understand them at first, so we asked them. The chief surgeon immediately shouted: Silence! He is the one who speaks some classical Chinese.

Words scare us."

"When we were learning something at that time, we had to practice it in the audience to become more familiar and proficient, and there were also exams..."

"The theories have to be memorized. Many theories, it seems now, are wrong, but the old doctors at that time didn't care about these. Some of them were strict. We must get 100 points in the exam. Only if we get 100 points in the exam can we be qualified to go to school.

Everyone is trying their best to carry out the surgery, but even if they have the surgery, they may not be able to use it. It’s really hard to think about..."

Feng Zhixiang was doing what normal doctors do most often during surgery: chatting.

Ling Ran didn't chat during the surgery because he didn't like chatting.

Xu Wen actually has some tendencies in this regard. If he was performing the surgery himself, he would at most just hum songs to himself. However, Xu Wen has served many masters after all, and he still has the basic skills and awareness of chatting.

, seeing Feng Zhi chatting happily, he asked a silly question in cooperation: "So you will pay special attention to these in the future."

"Yes, we have to learn the good things from the older generation and throw away the dross." Feng Zhixiang became more excited when he saw someone answering.

He has done so many public surgeries or demonstration surgeries that he no longer has any fear of it.

When he reached Feng Zhixiang's position, it was a bit too much to say that he wanted to do what he wanted, but during the operation, he had to maintain his personal habits and other things, and no one else could criticize him. He didn't particularly care whether anyone criticized him or not.

In the operating room, Feng Zhixiang's voice was everywhere, mostly recalling stories from the past.

Several doctors in the visiting room could only listen. One director couldn't help but said, "I've heard this story twice."

"Three times." Vice President Wang said.

"Four times." Deputy Chief Broken Guan sighed.

"I'm sorry." Zhu Tongyi realized that everyone was looking over and said calmly: "I'm an orthopedic surgeon and I won't listen to his nonsense when I have nothing to do."

Everyone laughed.

After laughing, I found that the operating room was actually quiet.

Vice President Wang's expression changed and he quickly checked the intercom system, only to find that it was normal.

Just after he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Feng Zhixiang's voice coming from the operating room again: "This patient is not very lucky. The lymph nodes behind the head of the pancreas must be dissected."

"At least it hasn't been transferred to the pancreas." Xu Wen whispered.

"Well, this workload is quite heavy." Feng Zhixiang said and lowered his head. For his age, scanning lymph nodes is a very hard and tiring job.

"Let me help." Ling Ran changed his position slightly. He had perfect lymph node dissection skills, and there was no need to be humble.
Chapter completed!