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1107 You Are Too Slow

"Boss Zheng, have you been to Mayo's side? When did you come back?" Mr. Wang put down the blunt scissors and hemostatic pliers in his hand, and asked for a piece of warm salt water gauze to cover it in the surgery area.

"I came back this afternoon and missed Director Old Pan. I took a walk with Xiao Yiren. I drove back when I said that." Zheng Ren brushed his hands and his voice came from the corridor, buzzing.

"Boss Zheng, you're so cool." As a surgical dog, Mr. Wang envied Zheng Ren's life very much.

Isn’t this just a trip that can be taken at once? When can I live such a casual life?

However, it is a miracle that Boss Zheng can open up the situation in a short time. Not only that, he can also go to Mayo for surgery, which means that his technical level is really high enough to be unpredictable.

Mr. Wang’s news came from Chu Yanran and Chu Yanzhi’s mouth. Chu Yanran was a little better, but Chu Yanzhi was jumping around, and there was no time to be quiet.

Soon, Zheng Ren finished his hand and came back with him, Xie Yiren and Chu Yanzhi.

Xie Yiren also brushed her hands and replaced the night nurse. The young nurse was so tired that her eyes were straightened. Someone replaced her, but she was the one who was the most professional in the past. She couldn't find a place to take a break.

If possible, no one wants to be on the night shift.

The white hair comes out at the age of 30. If you continue to survive for a few years, you will have to aging before you get old. The custody room is even worse. The young nurses turn over the patient and buckle the back. In the less than 30, the lumbar disc protruded first.

"Boss Zheng, come here." Mr. Wang said politely.

"No, I'll be your assistant." Zheng Ren stood directly at Ichisuke's position and replaced a doctor who came with Mr. Wang to Sansuke's position.

"I was too busy tonight. I had a car accident. I was rescued from 6 o'clock to 11 o'clock. As soon as the surgery was done, the patient was sent to the ICU and all kinds of patients came. There were 3 appendicitis below and 2 cholecystitis not undergoing."

"So busy." Zheng Ren said lightly.

"Hey, the operation was slow, Yan Zhidu said that this is the problem." Mr. Wang and the Chu sisters were very familiar with each other, and said it was a joke.

"Absolutely?" Chu Yanzhi said: "If Mr. Zheng was there, he would be able to sleep in the middle of the night."

"Girl, can that be compared?" Mr. Wang said with a sad face: "Boss Zheng is someone who can go to Mayo for surgery. It's not reasonable to compare me with Boss Zheng. If you have the ability, who can do the surgery in Haicheng First Hospital is better than me!"

"Mr. Zheng, right, Mr. Zheng." Chu Yanzhi asked with a smile.

Zheng Ren didn't say anything, and stretched out his hand, slapped the blunt scissors and hemostatic pliers into the palm of his hand.

"You have some problems here." Zheng Ren said lightly, then blunt scissors and hemostatic forceps wandered between the intestines that were stuck in a bunch of sticky pieces.

This is a technical job. It is necessary to clarify the anatomical relationship in the bones, and to be accurate in your hands and appropriate in weight.

Especially how much strength the adhesion intestinal wall can withstand, an experienced gastrointestinal surgeon can tell with one hand.

There are very few doctors like this, but Zheng Ren is like this.

Mr. Wang was just polite before. Although he came to Haicheng from 912, his pursuit of technology has never stopped.

In the past few months, all the surgeries were performed by themselves. Especially when people from Haicheng heard that experts from 912 came from the First Hospital of the City, they rushed over, and the number of surgeries was even higher than in the imperial capital.

Is the surgery only possible? Mr. Wang really doesn't believe that his level is much worse than Zheng Ren.

But if you are talking, you are polite and you are still necessary.

However,

Zheng Ren got it,

Mr. Wang was stunned.

Boss Zheng’s operation was not fancy at all. He said and did it in his hands. It was simple and clean.

If it were a few months ago, Mr. Wang knew that he might not have seen so many details. However, now, while he is the one who shoulders greater responsibilities, his surgical skills have also been greatly improved.

However, as his surgical skills improved, he found that Boss Zheng was awesome and made sense.

The capillaries in the intestines that were carefully wandering just now began to seep blood, and the field of surgery was a little blurred.

Boss Zheng started to use it, and as soon as the blunt scissors were inserted, the fiber tissue of the adhesion intestinal wall was torn apart. The force was just right, and the intestinal wall showed no signs of damage at all, but the purpose of the operation was achieved.

In more than a minute, a lump of intestines was swam away. Zheng Ren controlled his hand speed and said while doing it, for fear that Mr. Wang would not understand, and he said in detail.

Soon, Mr. Wang also abandoned his selfish thoughts.

Start listening carefully,

Study hard,

Think seriously,

Ask questions seriously.

The operation was carried out very quickly, and this was the result of controlling the speed of hand. Mr. Wang didn't know what to ask in the end. The most fundamental problem involved was that he did not have enough understanding of anatomy or even pathophysiology.

In other words, there are still too few surgery.

Is there really so many surgery in Haicheng? He "feeded" a big bull-level boss Zheng?

Although this idea appeared in Mr. Wang's mind, it was absurd, but it was the only reasonable explanation.

The adhesion intestines were loosened, twisted, and the narrow section was unblocked. The operation was completed. It took only twelve minutes and thirty-six seconds, and the rest was rinsing to check whether there were any active bleeding points, and then you could close your abdomen.

There is nothing to explain these steps.

After undergoing an operation, Zheng Ren felt much more relaxed. He enjoyed the process he was concentrating on during the operation.

"I met Wu Hui in Rochester a few days ago." Zheng Ren started gossiping while waiting for temperature saline to wash his abdomen.

Is the operating room culture? Even a hospitalized officer like Zheng Ren, who is like a "wood" can inevitably be a little bit contaminated.

"Ah!" Chu Yanzhi jumped up immediately, "Wu Hui, is that Wu Hui!"

"Yes, it's Wu Hui who plays the role of Zhan Long Zai Tian." Zheng Ren said, "He was in a community hospital and had no appendicitis. He said he needed a second phase of surgery, which looked very miserable."

"..." Everyone in the operating room was stunned.

After a few seconds, Mr. Wang asked, "Boss Zheng, are you talking about appendicitis? The American community hospital has not completed it?"

"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded, "Later, I had a second phase surgery and had an appendix cut. In fact, it was not too severe. It was suppurative and perforated appendicitis, and the congestion and edema at the root of the appendix are quite severe."

"Is the medical level on that side so low?" Mr. Wang became in a daze.

"Not that, you need to be rich and have social status, and there are still people with high levels. But the average doctor is just that." Zheng Ren said.

"How high are you with a high level?" Mr. Wang asked.

"Well, what do you mean? This time I went for the surgery because a research group on that side was doing a study on percutaneous radiofrequency ablation of the renal sympathetic nerve to treat hypertension, and it is said that there have been phased results."
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