The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 59 Students
He Lin, who was wearing braids on both sides, followed her uncle's instructions, poked her head around, and walked to the window on the third floor in secret.

He tilted his head a little and slowly moved towards the window.

The scene inside is of people forming a circle, no, two circles.

I saw only two circles of people surrounding the middle, and something like a bed could be vaguely seen in the middle.

The person watching this is a bit old.

"Isn't this Teacher Li?"

"And Professor Zhang?"

"Am I going wrong?"

He Lin looked at the classroom door number. Yes, it was here, but wasn't it an open class that the uncle told him? Why was it that the teacher was watching?

The clothes of students and teachers are completely different. Teachers basically wear suits, while students wear student clothes. There is a big difference.

what happened?

He Lin simply walked in. As soon as she entered the classroom, she heard a man's steady voice talking about the treatment of chest trauma.

She dug her head in the gap between the crowd.

Eyes widened at once, corpse!

"He Lin." The teacher next to her recognized her.

As the dean's niece, she is also a celebrity in the hospital.

"Hello, teacher." He Lin greeted with a smile. She was the only student in the circle.

"He Lin, why are you here?" Su Weiyong glanced at her after hearing this.

"Hello, Professor Su." He Lin smiled and said, "I'll just take a look."

Then he turned around and ran away.

"Hey." Su Weiyong saw her running away, smiled and said nothing, and continued to watch the operation.

He Lin frowned and walked to the door of the dean's office.

There's something wrong with this situation.

What should I tell my uncle about this matter?
She opened the door and hesitated, not knowing how to speak.

"Arlin, how are you? How many students are there?" He Fuguang raised his head and asked.

"Eh, seventeen or eight." He Lin was a little embarrassed to say.

He Fuguang raised his eyebrows and smiled: "It's better than I thought. It seems that Major Zhou is really good at it."

"They were dissecting the body."

"Corpse? Where did the corpse come from? Oh, it makes sense that the people in the army have corpses."

However, the rating of Major Zhou should be lowered, after all, the corpse increases the appeal.

He Lin bit her lower lip and chose to tell the truth: "It's just that these students are a bit old."

"How big?"

"Smaller than you."

He Fuguang was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed, "You mean, the people watching are all school teachers?"

He Lin nodded and pronounced through her nose: "Yeah~ na."

broken!

The students were left behind, but the teacher was taken away!

He Fuguang's complexion changed drastically and he ran out quickly.

Su Weiyong, I belong to you!

"Firearm injuries are different from ordinary wounds. It is difficult to accurately determine the scope of necrotic tissue during surgery. How much to cut? How to cut? This will test your accumulated experience.

Another point is delayed bleeding caused by thermal burns when shrapnel passes through the limb.

I think everyone is well aware of the consequences of secondary surgery for patients with gunshot wounds if there are missed points during the operation, resulting in massive bleeding again after the operation. "

Since all the visitors are so old, they must all be teachers. Zhou Qinghe's teaching content went by very quickly.

Zhou Qinghe is currently mainly explaining how to deal with future firearm injuries.

As for how to deal with tumors and other issues, that is not something that needs to be disseminated at this stage.

The teachers all listened attentively. There are no subdivisions of surgery now, they are all major surgeries. They need to learn the knowledge of each part and teach the students the surgery of each part.

It’s all new knowledge. I feel like I need to grow my brain. Why do I feel like the previous lessons were in vain?

After finally becoming a teacher, I finally came back.
"Busy?" He Fuguang squeezed in with a smile.

"Dean."

"Dean."

All the teachers shouted.

"Yeah, let's go get busy." He Fuguang smiled and waved his hand to chase them away.

The teachers looked at each other but made no move.

If the enemy cannot move, I cannot move, and if my feet cannot move along the road, I will follow the crowd anyway. If the first one does not move, there will be no second one.

If everyone doesn’t do the first thing, won’t it be over?
This is the so-called law does not blame everyone.

"You're all free, right?" He Fuguang's eyes swept away, his smile began to change, and he meant a serious warning.

"Okay, who are you trying to scare?"

Does Su Weiyong still know what he thinks?

Immediately he said: "Teacher, you can take a look if you want. The corpses have been brought here. Don't waste it. The students will go and ask for some. They will come one class at a time and go through them first."

"Yes, don't waste it."

"Well, I think this is a good idea."

The teachers nodded.

"You guys!" He Fuguang pointed at the teacher under his hand, really disappointing.This student is about to be rushed away, but I am still watching enthusiastically.

But he had no choice but to follow Su Weiyong's method, so he pointed to a teacher and asked him to call the students in the class.

It is better for students to run than for teachers to run.

An open class lasted all afternoon.

The general teacher in front of him had his entire chest hollowed out.

Each part is placed on the side of the body, like an exhibition.

When there are more students, the difficulty level of explanations cannot be as set by the teacher.

Zhou Qinghe started from the skin and went on to talk about every organ and every blood vessel, practicing how to cut and how to suture. These contents were only briefly reviewed in one afternoon.

Intrathoracic surgery is a restricted area for most teachers, and the same applies to students studying abroad.

Although the quality of students studying abroad is generally better than those studying at home, the improvement is limited.

Anyway, for Zhou Qinghe, who has mastered many mature techniques, there must be something he can teach them.

In this class, no matter what stage you are at, whether you are a student or a teacher, you can gain something of your own.

Knowledge flows and happiness fills you.

"Okay, that's it for today's lesson. You can handle and practice the remaining organs. Cherish them and don't waste them."

He cut it completely, and after putting it together, he still has a complete body, which is more than enough for students to practice on.

"Yes, thank you teacher."

The students cheered and scrambled for it. They were so happy, just like celebrating the New Year.

Then they were defeated by their respective teachers.

Haven't they started yet?Do you dare to rob it too?

"Tired?"

The two squeezed out of the room, and Su Weiyong asked with a smile.

Zhou Qinghe talked all afternoon and stood all afternoon without even drinking water.

"good."

Zhou Qinghe is not tired. It has only been a few hours and his body is not so weak.

In the past, you might get varicose veins if you stood for a long time, but now, I am in good health and there is no problem at all.

"I just saw that the students' interest was very high and the response was very good. Especially these students' eyes widened when they saw a circle of teachers surrounding you listening to the class."

Su Weiyong can guarantee that this news will be known to everyone in the medical school before classes start tomorrow.

By then it will be difficult not to arouse the student's interest.

Isn’t it easy to recruit people?

"That's good." Zhou Qinghe was in a good mood when he heard this.

"Hey, Teacher Zhou's get out of class is over."

Dean He Fuguang came over with a smile and a glass of water in his hand.

"We've been talking all afternoon, but none of these people can see. Come on, drink water. I've been waiting at the door for a while, but I can't squeeze in for fear of disturbing your class atmosphere."

"Thank you, Dean." Zhou Qinghe took it and drank.

Su Weiyong was dissatisfied, "Where's mine?"

"You must be thirsty." He Fuguang replied casually.

Su Weiyong's face turned dark.

He Fuguang ignored him and then asked with a smile: "Isn't it convenient for Teacher Zhou to take a walk and have a chat?"

"It's convenient, Dean, you say."

"That's right. Please ask, where did your body come from?"

Zhou Qinghe smiled: "I brought it myself."

"The army got it?"

"I have some connections with the police department."

"Oh~, so that's it, then I know what's going on."

He Fuguang paused and smiled: "

Teacher Zhou, we also have some channels to obtain corpses, but there are always not enough corpse sources. I wonder if your connections there are wealthy.

Let me tell you the truth, some teachers are jealous after watching your open classes.

I feel that with this improvement in teaching level, both they and the students like to fuck corpses with real swords and guns.

There is nothing the school can do. The body is not something else, so it can still plan to buy it.
This can only be provided by having it, right?

Therefore, if you have channels and acquaintances at the police department have the means, the school can fund the purchase.

Of course, the price may be a little lower. After all, we are a school, so we can only give a small subsidy. "

"Let me help you think of a solution for this matter."

Zhou Qinghe agreed, but did not agree directly. After all, this was a corpse.

Although Gu Zhiyan promised to find it for him, in addition to using it for his own training class, he also had to provide it to the medical school, which may not be enough.

If there are any, Zhou Qinghe is of course willing to give them to students.

Before the war comes, it would not be wrong for medical students to practice more and master more skills.

Think of more ways.

"Then I would like to thank you in advance."

"You're welcome. I'll tell you after I ask for confirmation."

Zhou Qinghe had to go back. After this day, I don’t know what happened to Wang Yong.

(End of this chapter)