Chapter 2089

"Boss Zheng, how many operations do you see today?"

"Six." Zheng Ren strode.

Zhao Wenhua is not as tall as Zheng Ren and his legs are not as long as Zheng Ren. At this time, he can only trot to barely follow Zheng Ren.

How embarrassed you are.

"Boss Zheng, please slow down." Zhao Wenhua said hastily.

Although he was a little unhappy, he didn't dare to show it. The longer the contact, the more Zhao Wenhua felt that he had done too much before.

Once upon a time, I wanted to think about it with the tips live broadcast in the operation live broadcast room. I can quickly figure it out and then carry out the operation.

As for Zheng Ren, he is just a talented and lucky young man who has successfully broadcast his research around the world!

Fool, he's wasting his talent.

But I didn't wait for myself to figure it out. Boss Zheng couldn't even have surgery.

Zhao Wenhua was helpless.

In terms of tips surgery, I'm not as good as boss Zheng, even compared with the bald Professor Liu who came to study.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren looked sideways. "What's up?"

"Uh huh." Zhao Wenhua nodded repeatedly, "boss Zheng, how do you judge liver purpura?"

"How many stages of bleeding?" A question was thrown over without end.

Zhao Wenhua was stunned and immediately replied, "it is divided into four stages: hyperacute stage, acute stage, subacute stage and chronic stage."

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the campus.

But the next second, Zhao Wenhua realized that Su Yun asked himself.

If you can't speak well, you really think of yourself as a professor?!

Zhao Wenhua was a little angry, but he absolutely didn't dare to show it. Dr. Su, who has a beautiful face and looks like a popular flow Xiaosheng, is very insidious.

Two different emotions intertwined and collided in Zhao Wenhua's body, making his expression look a little embarrassed.

No matter how deep the city government is, it is difficult to hide his inner contradiction.

"Answer so quickly, have you lost your mind?" Su Yun asked contemptuously.

I can't bear... Zhao Wenhua clenches his fist and creaks

"Oh, yes. The image of liver purpura is really different from that of liver cancer, but if you look carefully, you can see the image of serum iron deposition in subacute or chronic stage."

Zheng Ren slowed down and explained briefly.

"What if it's acute or hyperacute?" Seeing that Zheng Ren was leaving, Zhao Wenhua asked along with the beginning of the conversation.

"No brain." Su Yun said contemptuously, "what are the types of liver purpura?"

"Two types." Zhao Wenhua blurted it out.

As soon as he answered, Zhao Wenhua scolded himself.

Cheap leather!

Su Yun asked himself condescending, who does he think he is? Professor of the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University?

Er... Not to mention, he is really a professor in the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University, although he is only an associate professor.

Su Yun did the last two tips surgery teaching.

But that won't work! Even if he is a professor, he is not a student of the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University!

However

Just bear it.

I can't bear... Zhao Wenhua clenches his fist, creak... Creak

"Right, single shot and diffuse." Su Yun is like giving classes to the students in the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University. He even encouraged Zhao Wenhua, "as long as it is not a particularly large liver purpura, there will be no response. Most of them are found by physical examination."

“……”

Zhao Wenhua feels uncomfortable. I know. You don't have to teach him!

"Therefore, we basically can't see the hyperacute liver purpura, which is generally subacute and chronic." Zheng Ren smiled. "You can see the image of serum iron precipitation. Although the patient's liver purpura occupies a small space, the central part is still relatively clear."

“……”

"Well, that's it. Professor Zhao, you have no other problems." Zheng Ren asked.

"No, no, hard work." Zhao Wenhua thought about the MRI enhanced image in his heart. He mainly looked at the precipitation signal of old bleeding. For a moment, he didn't pay attention. Su Yun asked a word, and he subconsciously replied.

Zhao Wenhua clenched his fist, creak... Creak... Creak

"What's hard? Go back and read a good book. Tell me everything directly and remember it in the future." Su Yun said with a smile and walked to the door of the dressing room with Zheng Ren.

"Boss, I'll go to Uncle Ning and call me if you have something." Su Yun said with a smile: "Uncle Ning said that you performed very well in the last intrauterine operation."

"Oh, go." Zheng Ren went straight in.

Looking at the door of the dressing room, Zhao Wenhua didn't know whether he should go in or not.

Go in and be ridiculed by boss Zheng. It's boring.

But if you don't go in, you'll have to have surgery.

Forget it, forget it. After thinking about it, Zhao Wenhua decided not to meet boss Zheng.

It doesn't matter if you wait a minute.

But standing alone at the door of the operating room, looking very strange, he took out his mobile phone and contacted him about flying a knife at the weekend.

The other party was obviously surprised that Professor Zhao, who had always been arrogant, would call.

When asked about the film, Zhao Wenhua said a few gossip. It was estimated that boss Zheng had gone in, so he went to change his clothes slowly.

After entering the operating room, Zhao Wenhua felt some emotion.

Generally, the operation room in the operating room is not fixed, but the head nurse platoon. Which Professor operates on several hands is relatively random.

Doctors have no need for this. The operating rooms are the same. Even four hands have no taboos for doctors.

But boss Zheng's operating room is fixed.

1 hand, just enter the door.

It's convenient. People passing by can see who has surgery in it.

In the past two months, the classes sitting on the chair in one hand are the same. Every time he passed by, Zhao Wenhua took a look at it from the corner of his eye.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wenhua sighed.

Boss Zheng is like a treasure of the town house. He sits firmly in 1 his hand and steps down at more than 11 o'clock every day, almost motionless.

How old is this? I learned to see surgery outside. This atmosphere is really terrible. Zhao Wenhua thought, a little sour.

Passing by, he looked inside.

It should be a mountain like figure in my imagination, but... Today's mountain is a little high, but it's a little empty.

Professor Rudolph Wagner was sitting in the operating room, watching the operation attentively.

Zhao Wenhua was stunned. Who came today? How did boss Zheng knock with hemostatic pliers?

Speaking of hemostatic forceps, Zhao Wenhua envied it.

The bald old doctor in the northern province was just a local Professor, and he didn't come to the imperial capital for a long time. Zhao Wenhua occasionally adds an operation in the afternoon, finds the whole process of the operation that has not been deleted in the computer, and clearly knows that the operator's level is improving day by day.

Just a bald old man,

Just a local Professor,

After being knocked down by boss Zheng, his level is higher than himself.

I... endure