Zheng Ren couldn't help but refuse. Dr. Charles's words had a romantic temperament, and there was no doubt about it.

Zheng Ren opened the box, five layers above and below, and all kinds of scalpel handles were available.

The pliers, tweezers, hooks, and models are very detailed. This is definitely not a big product produced by the manufacturer, but is indeed a private customized product of the old man. The set of hemostatic pliers produced by the German manufacturer that Zheng Ren wanted in the past are incomparable to this set of equipment. They are too ordinary and too rough.

"The box can be taken directly to disinfect, no problem," said Dr. Charles.

He seemed to know what Zheng Ren was thinking, and he solved Zheng Ren's question in one sentence.

Zheng Ren gently stroked the surgical instruments with a chill, as if he was rejecting Zheng Ren, and was very cold to him.

What a good thing, Zheng Ren sighed in his heart, and then picked up a pair of bleeding-stopping pincers.

Facing the sun, Zheng Ren pulled out a hair and clamped it with hemostatic pliers. He only held half of the buckle slightly, and the hair was tightly clamped, but the strength was not that great as it would cause the hair to be broken.

I changed several angles, and it was all like this.

This equipment is so fucking good, Zheng Ren admired it in his heart.

When Dr. Charles saw Zheng Ren use his hair to do an experiment, he nodded with a smile. If he didn't even know the people he chose, he would be blind.

"Send it to disinfect. You will understand it when the operation is in a while." Dr. Charles said calmly with his hands behind his back.

Zheng Renai couldn't put it down, but when he thought of using these devices for surgery soon, he was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

Someone took the box and carried it to do disinfection work. Dr. Charles walked out of the laboratory directly, and Zheng Ren followed carefully.

It's so short of people. Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren's back and laughed in his heart.

But he was also confused. This kind of behavior with the taste of inheritance was given by Dr. Charles, and his boss's luck can be said to be against the will of heaven.

I am so envious. Su Yun’s eyes rarely reveal a trace of true emotions.

Back in the Department of Gastroenterology, Dr. Charles walked in the front, Zheng Ren followed him, and the two of them whispered something.

When they saw Dr. Charles, the arrogant doctors showed extremely respectful expressions and even a little flattering.

Dr. Charles didn't say much about their performance, but just waved his hand and signaled that he knew.

Soon, Dr. Charles' assistant rushed back. He held Wu Hui's condition information in his hand, whether it was physical examinations, surgical records, or various examinations, during and after surgery, medication was used.

"Look, then go for surgery." Dr. Charles glanced at the time and said, "I have one hour left, and it's time to go home. Jenny has already prepared supper. Please help your surgery faster."

Zheng Ren knew it, but he still took the information carefully and read it from the beginning.

It is exactly the same as the experimental subject simulated by the Big Pig's hoof.

In this regard, the excellence of the big pig's hooves is unparalleled.

He finished reading carefully, and then nodded at Dr. Charles.

The doctor on this side knew that Dr. Charles wanted to see this Chinese doctor have surgery. Although he didn't know why, he still made all preparations.

Wu Hui was not used to their enthusiasm and was a little confused.

Mayo's surgical instrument disinfection uses high-pressure steam method, and the pre-vacuum method is in a flash. Zheng Ren has arrived at the operating room, changed his clothes, and can't wait to have an operation.

When Wu Hui saw Zheng Ren's eyes from the sterile hat and mask, he was stunned.

The anesthetic method of appendectomy is epidural anesthesia. He is still conscious and his upper limb movements are not affected.

Wu Hui subconsciously raised his hand and said in surprise: "Doctor Zheng?"

"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded, and saw the silver box coming up and opened it directly. There were more than a dozen handles and dozens of pliers inside. He was immediately filled with joy, and even the words that rarely express emotions were a little vivid.

"Why are you?" Wu Hui was completely confused.

"Well, this matter is a long story, but don't worry, my surgery level is very high." Zheng Ren casually comforted Wu Hui, Su Yun put out the order, re-disinfected, and stood opposite Zheng Ren.

When he heard Wu Hui’s question, he saw that Zheng Ren had reached out to ask for equipment, and he said, “I really don’t know what luck you have left if you can ask your boss to perform surgery.”

“Lucky?”

"Of course, the boss's surgery is the world's top. Do you know who is watching outside the operating room?" Su Yun said: "Dr. Charles, the Nobel Prize winner, has brought your diagnosis and treatment ahead of time just to see the boss' surgery."

So that's the case, Wu Hui finally understood.

I didn't understand why I could have surgery so quickly. After hearing Su Yun's explanation, he immediately understood.

The Nobel Prize winner in Medicine, this golden sign is very awesome in Wu Hui's perception.

"Close your eyes, it will probably be done in twenty or thirty minutes." Su Yun didn't know the situation inside, so he said it was more conservative.

Wu Hui did not close his eyes and looked at the ceiling of the operating room in a daze.

When I ran to Rochester, it turned out that it was the Chinese who gave me surgery. My fate was really bizarre.

However, I was lucky to meet this Dr. Zheng. Otherwise, I would definitely be lying in a community hospital now, surrounded by dying emergency patients, and I would be scared to death just by being scared.

And this knife will definitely not be avoided. It is said that the second phase of surgery will be required in half a year, and the operation will be more difficult at that time.

However, this Dr. Zheng, is the truth about the surgical level as Dr. Su said?

Wu Hui was just a little suspicious, but he still believed what Su Yun said.

The logic is very simple. This is Mayo Clinic. Anyone who comes to do surgery can do it? That's a fantasy.

Dr. Zheng’s level is at least not bad, that’s for sure.

Although he was seriously ill, his mind was still very clear.

Zheng Ren stood in front of the operating table, touching the blunt scissors with remaining heat in his hand, and with a thought, he came to the system space and once again purchased the surgical training time.

Like a soldier, you must be familiar with all the firearms before you can go to the battlefield. Doctors must be familiar with all the surgical instruments before you can undergo surgery.

Although there is not much difference between Zheng Ren, he is still cautious in doing an operation to warm up.

After 18 minutes, the operation was over.

The operation time is relatively long because Zheng Ren has to be familiar with various instruments. When the surgery reaches Zheng Ren’s level, it is at the level of a general surgery master. Once the equipment is started, it seems to have their own spirituality and temper.

It was like saying hello to these little guys, Zheng Ren thought to himself.
Chapter completed!