Chapter 227： Goose passes without staying in line, hidden merit and fame

Zhou Ran opened his mouth, feeling speechless. He found that the nerves in the fingertips of the severely wounded man in front of him were unusually active.

"Guru~" After swallowing, Zhou Ran continued to ask: "You follow me to make movements, let's try to do a flexion and extension first..."

While working as a teacher, Zhou Ran carefully observed every subtle movement of his index finger.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and his whole body began to tremble.

What did he see? The severely wounded person who had just completed the continuous suture of the broken finger, his index finger was slightly bent.

Although the curvature of the curve is very small and almost insignificant, it does exist.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Ran slowly said, "Can you tell me who helped you stitch it up?"

"do not know."

A faint disappointment flashed in Zhou Ran's eyes...

"But listen to him, he is still a high school student..."

High school student!

Zhou Ran staggered and almost didn't fall to the ground.

High school student, why don't you say that he is a primary school student?

Can a high school student master such a precise stitching technique?

Even if he wanted to break his head, Zhou Ran couldn't think of it.

"Are you sure he is a high school student? Not a doctorate from a medical school?"

"That's what he said anyway..."

"Where are the others?"

"It's over there." The wounded raised his left hand and pointed to the scene of the car accident not far away.

"Send him to the hospital..." Zhou Ran urged the medical staff behind him, and then hurriedly walked in the direction of Qin Luosuo.

Along the way, Zhou Ran's heart became more and more shocked, and almost all the wounded had been stitched up.

What is even more shocking is that the stitching methods are completely different. Up to now, he has seen more than 5 stitching methods.

Among them even appeared his original blanket stitching method!

"What kind of person is this?" Suddenly felt awe-inspiring in his heart.

Soon, he saw a man in suit and leather shoes, about 20 years old, treating wounds for the wounded.

The point is that he is familiar with this person, the doctor in their hospital.

"Unexpectedly, Zhuang Rui had such a high level of surgical expertise." Zhou Ran narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was wondering whether he would use his privileges to dig Zhuang Rui into the surgery.

Thinking about it, Zhou Ran spoke: "Zhuang Rui"

Zhuang Ruimu, who was dealing with the wound, looked back and was taken aback for a moment. Then a smile appeared on his face: "Director Zhou, why are you here."

Zhou Ran, a senior student graduated from Tsinghua Medical College in 1998, the director of surgery at Beishan People's Hospital, and the pioneer of the blanket suture technique, once appeared on the cover of the world's most famous medical magazine "The Lancet".

Not to mention in Beishan, even in the entire southwestern area, surgery is among the best.

"You stitched up these wounded?" Zhou Ran asked.

I?

The corners of Zhuang Rui's mouth twitched, his expression a little sad.

If he really stitched it up, that would be great.

Unfortunately, it is not.

Here, he can only attack and do the most basic debridement.

"No." Zhuang Rui said, shaking his head.

Zhou Ran was taken aback, his expression full of differences: "Who is that?"

He looked around blankly. There was no one else at the scene, not Zhuang Rui, so who else?

"A high school student." Zhuang Rui replied seriously.

At this moment, Zhou Ran's pupils shrank sharply, and a huge wave was set off in his heart.

If he had doubts before, then now that trace of doubt has disappeared with Zhuang Rui's confirmation.