Chapter 1897： The hooks can't be pulled

This is not a good person at all!

Most doctors don't have enough money to buy this box of equipment in their lifetime. Don't say a box of equipment, just the row of hemostatic forceps can not afford.

Director Ma Liangma swallowed his mouth and walked away from the aseptic bench. Quietly, I was afraid to disturb the 200 square meter renovated house in the Third Ring Road.

He came to the head of Director Jin and began to see the operation.

Under the naked eye, the surgeon and assistant seem to be motionless, and both are sculptures.

Only with his hands in the invisible movement, Ma Liang could not see exactly what he was doing.

Microsurgery is used to decompose and loose the adhesion of tumor tissue. This type of procedure is rare.

But Ma Liang has seen it and seen it in the live broadcast room.

The operation of the Xinglinyuan surgery live room saw the surgeon's field of vision, far more clear than standing at the best position next to the operating table.

He looked at the two pairs of hands that were almost "moving" and outlined the movements on their hands.

But Ma Liang just thought about it, and the stability of his eyes and palms could not support him to do such meticulous surgery.

Dean Li also saw the operation and stood behind Su Yun. But after only a minute of reading, I was somewhat confused.

I can't see even one movement, what is good to see.

Looking around, even Professor Zhan of the Emperor's capital looked at the stunned look.

Professor Zhan was very careful, for fear of affecting the operation, and the hand of the hook did not dare to move.

The visceral tension is very large, and it is still difficult to maintain stability. However, Professor Zhan strives to maintain an action and is cautious.

Everyone around, only Ma Liangma’s director is very interested, as if he can understand! Dean Li noticed this.

"Director Ma." Li said, Shen Sheng.

Ma Liang was immersed in the level of surgery he could never reach, and he did not hear the greeting of Dean Li.

Seeing that Ma Liang didn’t speak, he was not happy at all.

"Director Ma!" Li said, and he was already impatient.

Ma Liang still did not respond. The anesthesiologist standing next to him quickly kicked the director Ma under the operating table with his foot.

"You kicked me to dry up." Ma Liang was kicked "awake", his eyes were still looking at the operation, and his mouth complained.

"The Dean calls you!" the anesthesiologist whispered.

Uh... Ma Liang was so excited that he took a look at Li’s dean and immediately walked over.

Dean Li has left the operating table and sat on a small stool in the corner.

"President, what happened?" Ma Liang asked.

"Surgery, which step is done." Li said.

"Hey, Dean, I don't understand."

Dean Li, I can't read you, why are you intoxicated with wool!

He dissatisfied and looked at Director Ma.

"I saw Zheng Boss doing microsurgery in the live broadcast of the operation, that level, straight through the sky!" Ma Liang said and said, can not help but ran off the subject.

Dean Li frowned.

Ma Liang realized that he was wrong, and quickly smiled and said: "The surgery is too high-end, too detailed, I really don't know where to do it. Probably... maybe... maybe... almost finished."

"Yeah." Dean Li is also very helpless.

"But I think Lao Jin can take a life back." Ma Liangdao.

"Oh?"

"Zheng boss's surgery has never failed." Ma Liang, like a little girl, looked for every opportunity to exaggerate Zheng's surgery.

"How is it possible!" Dean Li said disdainfully. This violates his knowledge of the whole world. The surgery never fails. That is not scientific!

"Dean, you don't know." Speaking of Zheng Boss, Ma Liang's spirit is full of heads, like sitting on the wine table gossip, completely overlooking the increasingly ugly face of Dean Li.

"It is said that Zheng’s recent emergency first aid was at the King’s Hospital in the United Kingdom, the most powerful hospital for liver transplantation in the world. The second stage of aortic arch replacement surgery, the mess inside is a mess, Zheng Bo is doing microsurgery Down."

"Also, the last live broadcast of emergency surgery should be in 912. In the ward, the emergency chest is opened, the extracorporeal membrane lung is used, and the emergency department is doing neurosurgery for moyamoya bypass surgery. If the operation is done, if I am young, I will definitely go. Look for Zheng boss and ask to be a student."

"There is another small doctor in the border town, suddenly heart-stricken, Zheng boss remote command, he himself to do surgery, their own thrombolysis. Zheng boss flew past the night, gave him a heart stent surgery."

Dean Li did not study business. He did not go to the live broadcast of the operation, and few people mentioned it with him.

Now, listening to the director Ma Liangma said that he was shocked.

It’s one thing to do a good job of surgery. How can this group of surgical dogs brag about it?

But the last thing...

"Is myself to dissolve myself? What happened?" Dean Li also forgot the dissatisfaction in his heart and began to gossip.

Ma Liang suddenly danced and began to talk about the emergency broadcast that lasted for more than ten hours.

On the operating table, Professor Zhan’s sweat came down.

Pulling the hook is also a force to work.

The organs in the abdominal cavity are relatively better. The most difficult thing is that the orthopedic surgery is anti-thigh. It’s not a strong young man who can’t move at all.

However, even in the abdominal organs, Professor Zhan has reached his own limit.

I really can't pull it!

For twenty minutes, I can’t move anymore.

But the surgeon and the assistant, both with the microscope, are doing the most detailed operations.

Professor Zhan knows the depth and weight. He is afraid that his movement will affect the operation of the surgeon.

One accidentally, tearing it down, the inferior vena cava has to be torn again.

"Zheng... boss." Professor Zhan felt that he had reached the limit and could only speak in a whisper.

"Well?" Zheng Ren lowered his head ~ www.novelhall.com ~ still freed the vena cava adventitia, just snorted with his nose.

"I am here... can I change my hand shape?" Professor Zhan said.

"I can bear it, I can't pull a hook. That is, my boss has a good temper. For a temper, the hemostatic forceps will directly lick your face." Su Yun did not look up, but the tone of tone was not changed.

Professor Zhan complained in his heart.

"For someone to pull the hook, I have worked hard for Professor Zhan." Zheng Rendao.

"Zheng boss, there is no need to change people, no need to change people." Professor Zhan is so good to see the location of the surgery.

Although he couldn't see anything, he could still guess the boss's intentions. This level of surgery is naturally the closer the distance, the more involved.

"Oh, the surgery still takes about 4 hours, can you stick to it?" Zheng Ren did not care, while doing surgery, faintly said.

Professor Zhan is stupid, don't say 4 hours, he is enough for 4 minutes.