"Boss Zheng, I changed my clothes. Can I come in and have a look?" An old voice said in the hall.

"Master Yan, come in." Zheng Ren did not lift his head to do the operation and said softly.

Master Yan, what a familiar name. Director Qiu felt a little stiff since he came in to see Master Yan.

On Tiannan side, master Yan is a legend. Today, the cold folk custom master is just a peripheral disciple who can't even get to the mountain gate. He is like learning medicine in his own eyes. That person has no status in master Yan's eyes.

Many advanced doctors say they learn from so and so, but those great powers will not remember a advanced doctor at all. If you cherish talents and meet really talented people, you should stay by your side and cultivate them by all means.

Today, the feng shui master and folklore expert looked arrogant. When he answered the phone, his expression suddenly became humble and obedient. From a small matter, we can see Master Yan's identity and status.

Director Qiu feels his heart is shaking a little, but don't make mistakes in front of master Yan. He kept talking in his heart for fear of any problem.

The operation did not go to the hospital, but took him to the mountains and forests. What does this mean? Director Qiu has his own guess in his heart. At least it was important, and there were some secrets. He kept muttering in his heart that he must not make mistakes.

"Boss Zheng, Xiao Su, what did you see during the operation?" Master Yan came in wearing isolation clothes, sterile caps and masks. He was obviously not used to it and was a little cramped.

"Master Yan, it's the same as the preoperative judgment. The bulge is a swimming Kirschner wire." Su Yun pointed the free Kirschner wire with hemostatic pliers and said.

Master Yan stood behind Su Yun and was stunned when he saw a steel needle between the free and clean flesh and blood.

Turning emptiness into reality? No, it's not true Qi at all, but a wandering Kirschner wire.

The oolong is really a little too big. Master Yan can't cry or laugh.

But when he calmed his mind and carefully observed the position of the Kirschner needle, he found that the needle tip was near the Changqiang point of the governor vessel.

There was nothing wrong with the previous judgment. Changqiang acupoint of governor vessel was indeed oppressed, resulting in poor governor vessel.

"Boss Zheng..."

"Huh?"

"Nothing." Master Yan was about to stop talking. His great disappointment made the whole person lose his attitude.

"Master Yan, as a junior, I have to say a few words about you." While performing the operation, Su Yun said to master Yan, "it's OK for people to live. What the hell's rising day by day? Are you really ready to go to heaven? It may not be as good as ours."

"Don't be bullshit, science, science." The blunt scissors in Zheng Ren's hand dissociated the adherent tissue. The whole anatomy was clean, but the Kirschner wire was not touched at all.

"Boss, didn't I talk to master Yan? Tell master Yan Changsen about science, he knows. Tell master Yan about science..." Su Yun argued.

"I understand." Master Yan said bitterly.

"I understand. You also said that you were turning emptiness into reality. You didn't see how ugly the boss looked when he said about Dharma protection and robbery." Su Yun said with a smile, "it's all right. Just take out the Kirschner wire. In the past, some of the tail of the Kirschner wire didn't strike a 90 ° right angle. Now the Kirschner wire can't be used. Even if it's used, it's also prepared for free."

“……”

Fu Muran, a strict teacher, watched a metal needle gradually clear and appear in his vision. He lamented in his heart that everything was like a mirror, but vain.

The patient lay on the "operating table" silently without saying a word. Zheng Ren didn't know what he was thinking.

After more than ten minutes, the whole Kirschner wire was almost free. Zheng Ren quietly asked for an appendix retractor, attached the Kirschner wire to the tip of the sacrococcygeal needle, lifted it gently, and began to make the final bottom free.

When the tip of the needle was raised, Zheng Ren vaguely felt that the patient moved.

He paused in doubt and did not continue the operation, but observed the patient's condition. It is possible that the concentration of narcotic drugs is not enough, and the patient has... It is impossible! Do you think you read it wrong?

Zheng Ren looked carefully, but did not see the patient continue to move.

"Senior brother, the governor's pulse is connected!" The patient lay on the "operating table" and said hoarsely.

"Is Changqiang point open? Boss Zheng just moved the Kirschner needle away." Strict master Fu Dao.

"Yes! True Qi can go to Changqiang acupoint. It's through! It's through!!"

Zheng Ren could not see the patient's expression, but he could feel his joy from the bottom of his heart from his voice. Or ecstasy?

Continuous epidural anesthesia, patients are conscious, it's really troublesome. Zheng Ren suddenly felt that general anesthesia was better. He didn't like chatting during surgery, let alone chatting with patients during surgery.

After making a gesture, Zheng Ren handed the end of the appendix hook to Su Yun and began to free himself with blunt scissors and hemostatic forceps.

But when the blunt scissors just fell, they didn't fall to the original position. There seems to be a force between the square inches to "push" the blunt scissors open. An abnormally hyperplastic connective tissue trembled constantly, causing trouble to the operation.

"Huh?" Su Yun saw that it was strange. He asked in surprise, "boss, the light is not good?"

"No, there is an electrophysiological response in a proliferative tissue." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.

Instead of talking, he felt and resisted that power. Maybe Su Yun said it. The light is not good. My eyes are a little blurred. Or is it too nervous and there is a mistake in the operation?

Zheng Ren took a look at the energy value on the system panel. It was almost full. It should not be an illusion caused by his poor energy.

Su Yun was surprised. He probed Zheng Ren's blunt scissors with his bipolar electric head.

Then he also felt a force that should not have existed, very weak, but he could feel it.

Before Su Yun started to move, Zheng Ren opened his slightly closed eyes, and the blunt scissors and hemostatic forceps in his hand began to move again.

As if nothing had happened, the operation was back on track after a short pause. Zheng Ren's hands are very stable, and every operation is flawless. The previous situation of falling into the wrong position has never happened again.

The trouble caused by trembling hyperplastic connective tissue caused by abnormal point physiological reflex was immediately overcome. He focused on free Kirschner wire and walked all the way up from the caudal vertebra.

Su Yun silently watched his boss's operation, changed his previous habit of driving in the talkative operating room, kept silent and devoted himself to cooperating with Zheng Ren's actions.

Take out the Kirschner wire and sew it layer by layer. The gauze in Zheng Ren's hand is not wet, and the scattered blood seems to show others how perfect the operation is!

After continuous suture, the last needle came out. Zheng renhan cut the thread with a blunt scissors in the palm of his hand. The operation was over.