The next day, Liu Xiu'er had just finished washing up.

I changed into the surgical dress, but the collar was lowered and there was a row of openings on the side, which made it very loose and comfortable to wear.

As soon as I was ready, Aunt Zhang came.

"Miss Liu, how did you sleep well last night?"

Liu Xiu'er did not wear Muli, but just covered her veil and nodded slightly at Aunt Zhang. This action made her neck extremely uncomfortable.

"I slept well. I haven't slept like this all night for half a year. I wonder if I could give me some of the medicine I took last night?"

Aunt Zhang smiled, "Miss, you can go and ask Dr. Zhou for some. Since we have finished washing up, let's leave now."

Chuntao quickly helped Liu Xiu'er and followed Aunt Zhang out of the ward.

As soon as I came out, I saw Zhou Heng wearing a strange dark green short trousers, a hat on his head, wrapping his hair all in. There were two men behind him dressed up like this.

Seeing Liu Xiu'er come out, Zhou Heng showed an extremely kind smile.

"I'll take you to the operating room first, don't worry, just have a sleep."

Liu Xiu'er nodded, feeling a little nervous for a moment and didn't know how to answer. Chuntao helped Liu Xiu'er and wanted to follow him. Desheng behind Zhou Heng reached out and blocked her way.

"This girl, you'd better wait outside. It's all disinfected inside. If there are too many people, it will be infected, which will not help your master recover."

Chuntao looked worried, Liu Renli was not there at this moment and had no idea for a moment.

Grabbing Liu Xiu'er's hand, tears were about to fall.

"Miss, let me accompany you?"

Liu Xiu'er calmed down at this moment, patted Chuntao's hand and said:

"I have been waiting here for many years and finally can remove this gall. Should I be happy for me? What's the reason for crying?"

Chuntao wiped her tears and instantly showed a somewhat ugly smile.

"Okay, I'll wait here. If it hurts, I must tell Dr. Zhou."

Liu Xiu'er nodded, said nothing more, and followed Zhou Heng and the others into the operating room.

After passing through a compartment, Aunt Zhang helped Liu Xiuer sit beside the operating bed and unfolded a hat.

"Miss Liu, I'll help you wrap your hair so that the operation will not get blood stained and will not affect Dr. Zhou and the others' operations."

Liu Xiu'er did not object and leaned over slightly. Aunt Zhang helped Liu Xiu'er to do it quickly and helped her lie down. Liu Xiu'er grabbed Aunt Zhang's hand, pulled the veil off and stuffed it to her.

"Aunt Zhang helped me give it to Chuntao, hoping that I would never have to wear this item again."

Aunt Zhang smiled sincerely and patted Liu Xiu'er's back of her hand.

"Don't worry, Doctor Zhou will be able to resurrect the dead. If Manager Huang loses breath, he can still save him. What a big problem you are, have a peaceful sleep."

Zhou Heng brushed his hands and was wearing a mask at this time. When he walked closer, Aunt Zhang hurriedly left.

This is the first time Zhou Heng has seen Liu Xiu'er's full picture. If she ignores the huge flesh galls on her neck, she will definitely be a first-class beauty.

His eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, with a hint of heroism in his softness, and he does not have the sorrow of a person who has been sick for a long time.

Liu Xiu'er's face was a little hot. This was the first time that the flesh gall on her neck was exposed in front of an outsider.

However, Zhou Heng's eyes did not contempt or inquiry, and he smiled at him as usual. This smile seemed like a sweet spring in the desert, which made her look a little unmistakable.

"Miss Liu, I will put an injection on your arm, and then you will fall asleep. If you are sleepy, tell me OK?"

Liu Xiu'er nodded and grabbed the hand beside the bed and let go.

Zhou Heng hung a bottle of potion on a stand beside the bed to drain the air.

He put a tourniquet on Liu Xiu'er and quickly found the blood vessel to tie it on. Liu Xiu'er closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and felt like a mosquito bite on her arm, and then Zhou Heng loosened the tourniquet.

Liu Xiu'er glanced at him, "That's fine, why doesn't it hurt at all?"

Zhou Heng's smile on his face became even worse. Liu Xiu'er's expression just now seemed to be brave enough to be loyal. He didn't dare to explain much if he was afraid that she would be nervous.

"I incorporate the anesthetic drugs into these potions and flow directly into your blood vessels for circulation. You will feel sleepy within a cup of tea."

Liu Xiu'er was a little more relaxed. Soon her eyelids became a little heavy, and the influence of Zhou Heng in front of her was a little illusory.

Zhou Heng stretched out his finger and swayed in front of Liu Xiu'er's eyes.

"Look at how many fingers are there?"

Liu Xiu'er tried hard to open her eyes, and her sleepiness became stronger and stronger, "three or two"

After the last word, I was asleep.

Zhou Heng shouted behind, "You two, come in."

Ma Lingshan and Desheng had already brushed their hands, so they quickly pushed open the door with their backs and walked in. As soon as the person came in, the door automatically slid and closed twice.

Zhou Heng didn't know how to do the two-way opening and closing door, but it was still easy to install a piece of beef tendon on the door and let the door close automatically.

He looked up at the two of them, "I have practiced many times, and I don't need to say more. Now I have started preparing for Liu Xiu'er's surgery. Desheng is responsible for counting respiratory and anesthesia fluids. The patrol station provides various sterile equipment. Ma Lingshan is the first assistant. Now he disinfects the patients' galls and surroundings."

Desheng was nervous, grabbed his small notebook and an hourglass and started counting the time.

Ma Lingshan's eyes were full of excitement.

Grab the sterile bag, carefully grasp a few corners and slowly open it according to the training order, shake off the isolation suit, and Zhou Heng stretches out his hand to put it on.

Then he also wore one, and then the latex gloves. After putting it on, he grabbed a bottle of salt water to help Zhou Heng rinse the gloves, and then rinsed it himself.

Zhou Heng looked at his awkward movements without urging. It was not easy to remember all the details of the first formal operation, especially when he was over forty years old.

Ma Lingshan lined up all the equipment in a row, and tried to place each position according to memory as much as possible. Then he held a long tweezer in his hand and started to disinfect Liu Xiu'er repeatedly.

Zhou Heng paddled two pieces of gauze and carefully checked the boundaries of the meat galls. Perhaps because he wiped the iodine volt, he saw that the purple bag became darker and darker, and seemed to be a circle bigger than when he was checked a few days ago.

If you wait for another month, this rapid growth may seriously affect your breathing.

Ma Lingshan had already finished disinfecting at this time. Looking at Zhou Heng, he didn't know what to do next.

Zhou Heng raised his eyes and raised his chin towards the operating table.

"Put the towel, Desheng adjusts the angle of the mirror and reports the breathing value."

Ma Lingshan quickly put on a scarf and carefully exposed the flesh galls. Desheng rotated the angle of the mirror to aim at the surgical site.

"Master, one hourglass has a total of twenty-two sucks, and one hourglass has a total of thirty drops."

Zhou Heng estimated the hourglass to be one minute, and everything was ready, so Zhou Heng reached out to Ma Lingshan.

"Tweezers, give me the scalpel, Desheng lit the alcohol lamp, and Ma Lingshan heated the hemostatic device."

As he said that, Zhou Heng took the scalpel, took a deep breath, and carried the skin at the bottom of the goiter, and began to cut the skin lightly from behind the ears.

The action was steady, accurate and fast, and the wound was bleeding very little. Zhou Heng didn't dare to blink. He made an u-shaped incision along the edge of the gall, and then slowly separated the skin on the surface.

As soon as he started, Zhou Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there is a diaphragm on the surface of the gall, with clear boundaries. Zhou Heng used a hemostatic device to burn and stop bleeding.

When the flap covered by the front film was lifted, Zhou Heng paused, but he didn't expect that the gall was not a whole, it was divided into three parts, which were superimposed and grown together.

In fact, meat gall is a benign thyroid tumor. Such a strange shape is really rare. After observing the distribution up and down, Zhou Heng slightly lifted the lump on the right.

"The magnifying glass turns around."

Desheng pushed the magnifying glass in front of Zhou Heng. The connection below was not tight, and there was a tube-like flesh petal that protruded out of the thyroid gland.

Zhou Heng took the hemostatic forceps and clamped the roots, and then slowly separated with a scalpel. Ma Lingshan quickly used a sterile disc to follow the lump.

Then there were lumps in the middle and left, separated one by one, and Ma Lingshan breathed a sigh of relief. Desheng quickly walked forward to help Ma Lingshan and Zhou Heng wipe their foreheads.

The three lumps have been removed, and Zhou Heng looked at the three hemostasis forceps. Liu Xiu'er's benign thyroid tumor was obviously developed from embryonic cells, and these three areas are now to be processed.

"Okay, now start suturing, the needle and thread hemostasis is ready, Desheng should pay attention to his breathing at any time."

Ma Lingshan took out the needle and thread from the disinfectant, clamped it with a needle picker and handed it to Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng took the needle picker and sutured a stitch on the edge of the hemostatic forceps, then he released the hemostatic device.

With this action, a stream of blood gushed out, rising up one meter high, and the faces and mirrors of Zhou Heng and Ma Lingshan were all covered with blood.
Chapter completed!