Gou in the operating room to add some upgrades

Chapter 71 Except Decoration! (Seek to follow up)
In the previous sentence, Fang Xian also said that he could only complete individual operations such as suture, incision, and debridement. Now he is going on stage to directly suture blood vessels, which is indeed a bit too pretentious.

But after seeing Fang Xian's butt, Professor Zhu Daodao had such a group of people, his eyes slightly twisted, his eyebrows flickered up and down a few times, and then he asked, "Are these?"

"Professor Zhu, these are brothers and sisters who are interns. Those who went to participate in the competition in the Central China Division were arranged by Professor Wang Huan." Fang Xian returned, and the operation in his hand continued to be stitched in an orderly manner.

Fang Xian didn't set the vascular suture to level 4, because he just wanted to get rid of Professor Zhu Daodao as soon as possible, and return to normal tasks that students in the suture group should do, so as to earn more skill points.

If he were upgraded to level 4, the quality of suturing combined with level 4 vascular suturing and level 5 basic suturing would definitely make it impossible for him to get rid of this nagging professor.

"Oh!~" Professor Zhu Naotao suddenly realized.

He looked away and said, "Let's start sewing."

Start at your leisure.

At the same time, one of the seven people raised his hand, and it was a girl.

Most of the girls in surgery are in breast nail surgery and vascular surgery.

Professor Zhu Daodao watched Fang Xian suture two stitches, and after finding nothing wrong, he raised his head to inspect the seven people. Naturally, he saw someone raised his hand at the first sight, and at the second sight, he saw that Zhou Xiyin was still in the crowd.

"Tell me." Professor Zhu said.

He likes to talk, and he also likes to have people communicate with him. Anyway, this blood vessel-related surgery, no matter how bad it is, just like that, turning a dying person into a dying person, and everything else doesn't matter to him.

"Teacher, I'm in vascular surgery. Can I choose to do an intern as an assistant?" The voice of the speaker was quite exquisite, neither arrogant nor coquettish. He knew that if he asked in advance, he would have more opportunities.

"Yes, but you can only do suture, incision or debridement." Professor Zhu nodded.

This is a kind of right for the trainees who go to the competition, and it is also a kind of welfare for the students of this institute.

"Teacher, I can do blood vessel suturing!" Her eyes flickered a few times, but she still said so.

A doctor of vascular surgery is still good at suturing blood vessels.

"You are not good enough." Professor Zhu was ruthless and rolled his eyes.

If the other party insisted on asking, he wouldn't mind giving her a severe beating in advance and establishing the first node in the chain of contempt that would lead to her entering the trauma center.

The girl's eyes immediately dimmed for a while, and she didn't dare to say anything.

However, just after she carefully observed Fang Xian's operation method and sewing level, she raised her hand again.

As a student of vascular surgery, vascular surgery is her home field.

Indeed, the peak of vascular surgery at the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University is in the operating room of trauma surgery, and even the only level 6 physician in vascular surgery in the world used to be in the operating room of trauma surgery at the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University.

But it didn't mean that she couldn't understand Fang Xian's operating skills.

She raised her hand again.

"You said it!" Professor Zhu Daodao laughed, his eyes narrowed, his eyebrows stretched into a short word, as if he was thinking about something evil.

"Teacher, my vascular suturing skills are also level 3. I think I can perform vascular suturing operations." She applied again, this time with more confidence.

Before entering the operating room of the trauma center, her instructor told her that in the operating room of the trauma center, she must obey the rules, but also take the initiative. The more active she is, the more opportunities she may get.

"I said, you are not good enough." Professor Zhu Daodao raised his eyebrows and replied naturally.

The girl may feel that she didn't make it clear: "Teacher, I am also a level 3 in vascular suture. Me too."

She was so emphatic.

"You're not good enough. You don't even understand."

"I'm not deaf!~" Professor Zhu said angrily.

What else can the girl say.

Professor Zhu said again: "You can only understand what you know, what is within your field of vision, what is within your cognitive level, and what is beyond that, you can't see at all. Don't talk anymore to affect the operation."

"If you have any questions, please report Zhu Guangyu's name to your teacher or anyone you think you can report." Professor Zhu didn't bother to discuss some boring questions with the other party, and reported his family name and name.

But as soon as Professor Zhu Daotao said her name, the girl immediately stood at attention.

This is an absolutely subconscious and uncontrollable act of standing at attention.

Obviously, she had heard the name Zhu Guangyu many times, and she had great respect for everything that the name Zhu Guangyu represented.

When other people saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel excited.

Just after entering the operating room, Dong Yao from the Department of Vascular Surgery took the initiative to take the first lesson, which seemed a bit too big.

Dong Yao is a second-year doctor of vascular surgery student. During the team formation process before going to the Central China competition, everyone knew her strength. She is currently being trained in the hospital as a doctor of the hospital.

It can be said that in the vascular surgery department, she is estimated to be the only one who can stay in the hospital in the past two years!

However, the first lesson that Dong Yao took the initiative to accept made her silent.

In this mysterious trauma center, you can meet so many ghosts while walking?
This time, the sutured blood vessels were too large, and the number of sutures was slightly larger. It took Fang Xian more than 20 minutes to complete the suturing of the blood vessels.

Professor Zhu has completed the surrounding debridement and other operations, and can directly close the wound.

Fang Xian looked at Zhu Guangyu.

"You continue to suture and leave the sutures of the skin incision open. Since this student wants to come on stage and work as an assistant, let her try it."

"When you go out, wash your hands first and get ready to work on stage." Zhu Guangyu gave the other party a brief explanation before looking at Dong Yao and ordered.

And when Dong Yao made all the preparations and came to the stage to follow the stage, she planned to complete the skin suturing incision, and she was determined in her heart that on the first day she entered the trauma center's operating room, she would have the opportunity to suture on the stage for the first operation as a trainee. , then maybe there will be more in the future!
You must behave yourself later——

However, when she saw that Fang Xian had stitched up the incision left under the skin, she was completely stunned.

The joining edges of the surgical incisions were very smooth, as if they were butted together just right. Even if such a wound was not sutured, it would probably heal with a chain pull.

It is necessary to suture the outermost layer of skin on such an incision. If you are not careful, it will affect the appearance of the entire operation.

This?
Is this the level that level 3 suturing can achieve?
She began to feel uneasy.

"Come here and sew!" Zhu Guangyu didn't tangle with her.

It's all come to this point, you have to sew if you don't sew.

Dong Yao began to hesitate and move slowly as she approached the operating table, but neither Fang Xian nor Professor Zhu stopped her approach.

She could only bite the bullet and start to take the suture needles and start to sew.

You can't pretend to be good until you have a certain level of surgical skills!
The moment Dong Yao inserted the suture needle into the patient's wound, she knew exactly what Professor Zhu meant when he said that she was not good enough.

8 minute later.

Dong Yao tried her best to suture the final skin incision. Although there were no signs of unevenness or cracking of the wound.But Dong Yao knew that the suture knots she sewed were only for the patients to see.

There is no substantive significance at all, except for decoration.

(End of this chapter)