The super scholar system becomes a scholar in one second

Chapter 289 You Do the Rest of the Stitching
If you take a step forward, you can be comparable to a real first aid master.

However, in comparison, Zhou Ran, the director of the emergency department, is much inferior.

Of course, this is only in terms of first aid. If it is in terms of surgery or other surgical content, Qin Luo is naturally far from enough.

"Where did you learn this from?" Zhou Ran asked after a long silence.

Do I have to tell you that I got a scroll, and when I pinched it, I learned it.

Even if I told you, you wouldn't believe me, so Qin Luo smiled slightly and said, "I learned it by reading."

Zhou Ran's right hand holding the scalpel froze suddenly, and almost missed the knife on the patient.

Learned by reading?Classmate, before you make a joke, can you make a dozen drafts first?

"You also learned the stitching technique last time from reading?"

"En." Qin Luo nodded again.

"..." For some reason, Zhou Ran had the urge to kill Qin Luo.

"How long have you been studying?"

"About two weeks." Qin Luo said.

two weeks?

The corner of Zhou Ran's mouth twitched, obviously not believing it: "You said you learned to stop bleeding with bare hands in two weeks?"

"No, we need to add stitches." Qin Luo said.

Strictly speaking, whether it is manual hemostasis or suturing techniques, these are all learned at the same time.

It's just that the time used is different.

Give him a dog and he can create a world.

It is undeniable that medicine is indeed about talent, and people with good talent can master the technology in a very short period of time, but medicine also pays attention to practice!
But what about Qin Luo?He has reached such a point in just two weeks, even compared to many experienced old doctors.

This is incredible.

At this moment, Zhou Ran was as confused as he wanted, and a thought came to his mind—I am the master of the first aid department, but I am not even as good as a high school student?
The little nurses around looked at Qin Luo with burning eyes, with indescribable tenderness in their eyes.

It seems that I never got it...

Zhou Ran felt very disturbed. The way he looked at Zhao Ming was indescribably complicated.

It's like looking at the teacher who collects homework during summer vacation without homework.

"Continue with the operation!" Zhou Ran yelled angrily, calmed down and started the operation again.

1 minute, 5 minutes, 10 minutes...

The operation went very smoothly and very quickly.

After just half an hour, Zhou Ran had finished repairing the damaged vein.

Qin Luo's numb hands were able to be withdrawn from the patient's body.

"How is it? Numb?" Zhou Ran smiled slightly when he noticed Qin Luo's strangeness.

"A bit, but not bad." Qin Luo replied honestly.

He wasn't an iron man, and he couldn't take it if he remained motionless for half an hour.

"If you become a doctor, there are many such things." Zhou Ran said with a smile.

"So I'm not going to be a doctor." After thinking for a while, Qin Luo continued, "I just want to be a quiet academic master."

"..." Zhou Ran was short of breath, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.

For a while, he suspected that Qin Luo was pretending to be crazy and foolish. He understood what he said so clearly, why couldn't he understand it?

"Have you had enough rest?" Zhou Ran asked after a few minutes.

"almost."

"You do the rest of the stitching."

Qin Luo:? ? ?
(End of this chapter)