Doctor of Healing

Chapter 72
"Doctor Xiaoji."

After taking the stage, Mr. Wu took the initiative to give up the position of the practitioner.

"Ok?"

"The operation is actually not difficult. You have seen one, and you can try it next."

When Mr. Wu said this, his face flushed suddenly. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask on stage, otherwise people would see him blushing and think that Ji Xiang had done something to him.

But just because he was wearing a mask, Mr. Wu felt that the temperature in the mask suddenly rose, which was a little hot.

"Thank you Mr. Wu." Ji Xiang said calmly.

The two communicated in low voices, and the itinerant nurse and the anesthetist saw that Ji Xiang was standing in the position of the surgeon and did not speak.

The anesthetist curiously stood behind Jixiang with his hands behind his back, but felt that he was too tall to block his view, so he changed his position to observe the platform quietly.

Routinely, Gui Peisheng can have surgery, but the most he can do is tie a knot, and the most work he does is smoking with a suction device.

Another thing is to act as a member of the atmosphere group, and the performer is a joke when talking and laughing.

Occasionally, an operation is performed under the supervision of the teacher, but it is all a first-level operation.

In front of him is a third-level operation!

The anesthesiologist didn't speak, just watched silently.

As soon as he started, the anesthesiologist's hands were a little stiff.He thought he was hallucinating.

The technique of the surgeon is proficient, far surpassing Mr. Wu.

Even if Director Liu, who is the best lithotripsy in urology, came to the stage, he may not be able to do as well as this little fellow Pearson.

"What's wrong with you?" The visiting nurse saw the anesthesiologist's stiff movements and came over and asked.

The anesthetist raised his hand, put it to his lips, and made a silent movement.

The itinerant nurse had a vague guess in her heart, and when she saw the anesthesiologist, she signaled herself not to speak, and she followed the operation intently.

It is recognized that the people who can objectively evaluate the level of an operator are anesthesiologists and operating room nurses.

Since the laser lithotripsy was carried out ten years ago in the Department of Urology, the two of them have seen various professors and directors perform the same operation.

The vast majority of people are like Mr. Wu, stumbling, unable to find the ureteral opening, and looking anxiously.

however!
A scene that they couldn't understand soon appeared in front of them.

The pre-steps are completed step by step, the speed is definitely faster than Mr. Wu, and it is fast and stable.

But what surprised them was that the little Pearson twisted the zebra guide wire, and raised his hand to ask for the next device in only a dozen seconds.

That meant he had only one try, and the zebra guidewire was inserted into the opening of the ureter hidden in the folds of the bladder.

For Mr. Wu, the diameter of the ureteral orifice is 0.7cm, and it is impossible to find such a small opening in the folds of the bladder without careful inspection.

However, for this little Pearson, the orifice of the ureter is like a sea, like a black hole, which directly "sucks" the zebra guide wire into it with endless attraction.

This surgery is done!
Speechlessness is like an infectious disease, spreading extremely fast, and everyone in the operating room, including the equipment nurse on stage, fell silent.

They have seen too many surgeries, who did well and who did poorly, just don't tell them face to face, but they know it in their hearts.

The surgery in front of me is one of the few in the history of laser lithotripsy in the Second Affiliated Hospital.

It is not even accurate to say that there are only a handful of them, but to say that they are one of the best.

Laser lithotripsy, the pliers take out the stones one by one, the operator's movements are extremely stable, and the operation goes smoothly.

Under normal circumstances, seeing the operation goes well, the atmosphere in the operating room will be quite relaxed.Chatting, whining, driving, and so on.

Today, however, the surgery is very different.

As soon as the operation went smoothly, the level of the surgeon can be seen to be higher than that of Mr. Wu, and even higher than Director Liu of the Urology Department of the Second Affiliated Hospital.

But no one was joking, it was as serious as a medical accident.

The air in the operating room is frozen, and you need to do your best to take a breath of air.

The stones were taken out, rinsed, and the J-tube was placed, and the operation was over.

Mr. Wu looked at Jixiang in a daze, and Jixiang looked at the system panel in the upper right corner of his field of vision.

The experience value has increased by 300 points, but the mission has not changed a bit.

It seems that Mr. Wu's talent is limited, and he doesn't get much benefit from surgery.

How to teach him?
Ji Xiang was a little sad.

"Finished?" the itinerant nurse said hoarsely.

"Well, it's over." Ji Xiang walked to the patient holding a few removed stones and chatted with the patient.

The rest of the people looked at each other.

No one spoke because no one knew what to say.

If Director Liu did such a good job, he would definitely be flattering after the operation.

To be honest, everyone is happy.

However, today a junior Pearson completed a third-level operation with a crushing posture, what should I say?
The Department of Urology is simply a bunch of garbage, and the director of surgery is not as good as Gui Peisheng!
Such words cannot be said as long as there is no cerebral thrombosis for more than 15 years.

Listening to Jixiang talking and laughing with the patient, and the speed of the car was extremely fast, several old drivers were a little dizzy, and they became more and more speechless.

From comforting the patient before the operation to the operation, and telling the patient to drink more water in a joking tone after the operation, this little Pearson's every move, every word and deed is like an old professor who has experienced many battles.

It's still the kind of old professor who is the treasure of science.

Mr. Wu and the anesthesiologist didn't wake up until Ji Xiang asked someone to lift the patient.

Mr. Wu help Ji Xiang to carry the patients into the car, and watch them leave. He has countless feelings in his heart, but he can't tell what it is.

"Boss Wu, who is this child?" the anesthesiologist murmured.

For a while, Mr. Wu didn't know how to explain.

After a little silence, Mr. Wu whispered, "A few days ago, there was a severely burned patient who had no place to bury the needle, you know."

"I know, it is said that you are Tianwai Feixian, an old expert in urology from the imperial capital, who injected an injection into the cavernous body and saved the patient's life."

"It wasn't Mr. Gu from the Urology Department who did it, but he did it."

"!!!"

"!!!"

The anesthesiologist and the itinerant nurse were completely dumbfounded.

"Did all of you urologists grow up eating shit?" The roving nurse scolded, "I thought cavernous transfusion was a routine operation."

The two sentences were not next to anyone, and they were very blunt, but Mr. Wu understood what the itinerant nurse was saying.

"I don't know that the cavernous body can be infused with fluid." Mr. Wu said honestly, "Theoretically, it is possible, but who the hell would have thought of this and who is the thief!"

"Look at you, you can't tell others if you can't do it yourself." The itinerant nurse said contemptuously, "Today's surgery was done well, and it came down really fast. Boss Wu, follow others. If your surgery goes so smoothly, you won't come up every time. They are all blindsided."

"..."

President Wu was silent.

"Come on, go smoke a cigarette." The anesthesiologist dragged Mr. Wu to the locker room to smoke.

In the locker room, the anesthetist sat under the [No Smoking] sign, crossed his legs, took out two big clouds and handed one to Mr. Wu.

He held the lighter to light a cigarette, but Mr. Wu shook his head.

The anesthesiologist lit the cigarette by himself and took a deep breath, "Boss Wu, to be honest, I didn't understand today's operation."

"I think the zebra guide wire is the most difficult to find the ureteral opening in the bladder, at least I thought so before today."

Mr. Wu nodded, put the cigarette in his mouth, and his mind was a little ethereal.

"But that little Pearson in your family... is so awesome!"

"The smoothest laser lithotripsy surgery I've ever seen was performed by Director Liu of your family. It's so quick. But compared to him, Director Liu's operation is a no-brainer at all."

Not getting started, this description is an insult to Director Liu, but Mr. Wu knows this is the truth.

"Where did he come from? He did it before? It's not that good." The anesthesiologist asked suspiciously, "Your old Liu has performed thousands of laser lithotripsy operations, and he is not as proficient as him."

"It's like starting to practice in the mother's womb, and it's not so awesome."

"Oh, I don't know." Mr. Wu said dejectedly.

He was like a defeated rooster.

"Boss Wu, what's your expression?" The anesthesiologist laughed, "If I were you, I'd be too happy."

"Happy?"

"Didn't you see how awesome that kid's surgery is! He is Gui Peisheng, he doesn't have a license, and he can't leave even if he wants to. If I were you, I would accept 10 patients with laser lithotripsy a day, and then pull out the patient. Let him go to surgery."

"!!!"

Mr. Wu didn't expect this idea.

Clinically, Gui Peisheng's status is extremely low, and some excessive teachers will make Gui Peisheng cook, help take care of children, and do some chores.

The anesthesiologist meant to let Ji Xiang teach himself!

Mr. Wu was a little confused.

"Is this child from a private hospital?" asked the anesthetist.

"Ah?" President Wu suddenly remembered something, and immediately said, "Colonel Wang and Professor Mo seem to be taking Ji Xiang to a private hospital for surgery."

"Yes!" The anesthetist slapped his thigh, "I said his operation was so smooth, so it is so!"

"In the Pearl River Delta, there are always accidents in factories. It is said that tens of thousands of fingers are lost every year. The hand surgeon said that he has raised dozens of children in their 20s, and they do microscopic surgery every day to replant severed fingers. .

The young man is amazing, his eyes are easy to use, and the operation is done quickly!
It is estimated that this child is also a little guy who raised the revolving door to make gravel. "

Maybe, Mr. Wu thought.

"It's estimated that Senior Colonel Wang took him to a private hospital to practice surgery... It's not right, Senior Colonel Wang's level is higher than yours, but not much higher."

The more the anesthesiologist thought about it, the more confused he became. He barely explained one thing, but countless new questions came out.

The two fell silent, the anesthesiologist smoked silently, and the 1.8-meter tall figure was all in his mind.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps came.

"Mr. Wu, why didn't you go down?" Ji Xiang walked in and asked, seeing Mr. Wu's sad face.

"I..." Mr. Wu said a word, and he was stunned as if his brain's CPU was frozen.

"You are..." Ji Xiang looked down at Mr. Wu.

"Doctor Xiaoji, your laser lithotripsy is really good." Mr. Wu said in a shy voice, "I've been on stage with me for a few days, you... you... teach me how to do it?"

After stammering, Mr. Wu's face turned red like a monkey's ass.

"No problem, but..."

"Doctor Xiaoji, it's just some tips, don't be stingy." The anesthesiologist persuaded from the side.

"There is no problem with the operation, but Mr. Wu, your cigarette is in the wrong place."

(End of this chapter)