Gao Shaojie's long-awaited teaching surgery is about to begin.

He still remembers that when he had surgery with Boss Zheng for the first time, he whispered to not hit himself with hemostatic forceps.

Why was it so stupid at that time? Gao Shaojie regretted it every time he thought of this.

Being hit by hemostasis pliers can eliminate many bad operating habits and improve their technical level. This kind of thing is simply a pie falling from the sky.

I didn't want to eat it at that time, and begged not to fall off the pie.

It's so stupid, Gao Shaojie thought to himself.

He once imagined that if he excluded family and other factors, he would follow Boss Zheng at that time. Now his technical level is not worse than Professor Rudolph Wagner.

"Boss Zheng, don't be polite today. How to hit it?" Gao Shaojie saw that the patient had been sent to the operating table, and he told Zheng Ren very seriously.

"Hmm?" Zheng Ren was a little surprised. Although Gao Shaojie had hit him, he still seemed to be very considerate.

"Boss Zheng, don't you think your level has improved after being hit by you a few times? Don't be polite today. It may not be the time to come again next time." Gao Shaojie said.

"Okay." Zheng Ren agreed happily.

"Old Liu, you are going to the Imperial Capital. Don't take the teaching opportunities with me." Gao Shaojie turned around and said to Liu Zewei.

The two patients were saved together. According to the rules, whoever patients should have surgery. But if Liu Zewei wants to go to the imperial capital with Zheng Ren to study, Gao Shaojie is not polite.

Anyway, Liu Zewei went to the imperial capital and had a chance, so why bother to earn such a one-and-two-surgery with himself?

Seeing Gao Shaojie going to disinfect and lay out the operation sheet, Hu Hai was a little surprised and asked, "Lao Liu, what's going on? Why are you knocking?"

He lowered his voice, for fear of misunderstanding Zheng Ren.

"Hmm? Don't you watch Xinglin Garden's surgery live broadcast?" Liu Zewei was also a little surprised.

"I can't do the surgery every day. I'm so tired that I lie on the bed when I go home. I'm like a dead person. I'm too lazy to eat. Who has time to watch that thing?" Hu Hai said casually, but immediately reacted, "No, what kind of live surgery is broadcast?"

Because Zheng Ren had never had an interventional surgery in the neurology, it was not widely spread among doctors in the neurology and surgery department.

In addition, Hu Hai, who leads the group to teach surgical operations, does interventional surgery, and is busy day by day like a dog, and it is not surprising that I don’t know.

"Boss Zheng was in Xinglin Garden to conduct tips surgery teaching. Lao Hu, it is wrong to work every day, and he has to look up and look at the road." Liu Zewei and Hu Hai were not very familiar with each other, so they didn't say too much.

Hu Hai was stunned for a moment. Is the operation live broadcast? I had a vague impression, but I heard what the doctor at the operating table said. At that time, I thought it was a joke, but I didn't expect that the person who performed the operation live broadcast was the boss Zheng whom I was thinking about. (Note 1)

Hu Hai wanted to ask something, but he still held it back. It was not until Gao Shaojie finished laying the order and Zheng Ren brushed the surgery on his hands. The airtight lead door was closed. He asked in a low voice: "Boss Zheng dares to do a live operation? It's so awesome!"

"The live operation is not very good." Liu Zewei looked through the leaded glass and watched the two people standing inside, and began the operation, with a slightly hot light in his eyes.

Hu Hai was shocked. The operation was live broadcast, but if something went wrong... If you made the mistake you made last time, you would never look up in the academic world in your life. Not to mention the academic world, you may be revoked by the patient's family.

Boss Zheng actually dared to do a live operation, which is considered a master of talent. But what does Liu Zewei mean? Live operation is not a good person? Then what does it count?

"Boss Zheng did a live broadcast of teaching surgery." After the puncture was completed, as soon as the puncture kit was in, Liu Zewei vaguely saw the cold light of the hemostatic forceps flashing, and said in his heart enviously. However, when he thought that he could undergo teaching surgery immediately, he felt much more calm.

Hu Hai also saw this scene and said in surprise, "Old Gao is doing live broadcast of teaching surgery? No wonder the professors from the Provincial Hospital can attract some people."

He thought wrongly. It was probably because the people from Xinglin Garden provided financial support or Boss Zheng forced him to ask, so Gao Shaojie had no choice. After all, the provincial hospital is a large-scale tertiary hospital that can rank among the top 50 in the country, and leading the team of professors is also well-known in the industry.

"Oh, Lao Hu, you are so enthusiastic about Boss Zheng, do you don't know anything about Boss Zheng?" Liu Zewei sighed and said.

Liu Xiaojie pricked her ears behind her and listened carefully.

"Do you think it was what Boss Zheng asked? If Lao Gao hadn't invited Boss Zheng to have surgery very early, the relationship would be pretty good, and Boss Zheng wouldn't have a live broadcast of teaching surgery. If we hadn't begged, Boss Zheng would go back to the imperial capital directly."

“…”

"A few days ago, Boss Zheng was doing a live broadcast at Heidelberg Medical Center. The surgeon was Professor Gaide. You have heard of this name."

"Well, is that very fat professor?"

Liu Zewei nodded.

Hu Hai has an impression of this man. He has only seen him once, and he had seen him at the Global Interventional Discipline Conference four years ago. It was just that Hu Hai had seen him, and Professor Gaide had never seen Hu Hai.

Professor Gaide sat on the rostrum to give a speech, and Hu Hai was the one sitting below to listen to the lecture.

Hu Hai wanted to say something, but when he spoke, it turned into a sigh.

"Professor Gaide was beaten by Boss Zheng for thirty live broadcast operations. Anyway, I'm stupid."

"Uh...why do you hit me?"

"How about the old man's level compared to me?" Liu Zewei asked.

"I used to be similar. I took a few glances at the recent surgery and Lao Gao seemed to be a little better than you." Hu Hai told the truth.

"When I saved you the platform, Boss Zheng taught Lao Gao's surgery class and hit Lao Gao with hemostatic forceps. Otherwise, why would you think he had better surgery than me?" Liu Zewei said lightly.

When I think about it, I was about to go to the imperial capital and receive the baptism of hemostatic forceps, my heart was filled with passion.

"Uh..." Hu Hai was stunned.

Liu Xiaojie's two ears were buried under her shiny black hair, and she moved slightly, and she walked through her black hair very skillfully and stretched out, not daring to miss a word.

She was like an elf, but she was turned into a dwarf sculpture by the overheard words, standing foolishly.

Is it so powerful? No wonder I was defeated in the Emperor.

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Note 1: From the beginning, I have seen many people complain, but not everyone knows how to start a live broadcast.

Based on my understanding, local grassroots hospitals have no promotion channel, and even if they learn it, they may not have surgery, so not many people are concerned about it.

In high-level tertiary hospitals, hospitalizations always work like dogs, and they almost stick out their tongues. After taking the professors in the group to do their own patients, they have to go to run a flying knife on weekends. I really admire them, they are all energetic people. Therefore, it seems very reasonable to me that they have no word of mouth to know.
Chapter completed!