The Godfather of Surgery

An extremely complicated operation, everyone prepared enough patience to see how Yang Ping went over the mountains.

As a result, looking at it, it doesn't look like a major operation, and the operation is completed between the probes.

The only downside of the surgery was Director Wu, who was always unable to keep up with the rhythm, and often let go, unable to maintain traction.

Every time at this time, the probe appeared on time, giving strong stimulation to the peripheral nerves on the back of the hand, so that Director Wu regained his energy and cooperated with the operation.

Everyone is fine except Director Wu.

Watching this operation, there is an indescribable joy. Even the doctor who has just been disheartened by the bad operation immediately regained his confidence after seeing this operation. Doctor, can do better.

After the operation, Director Wu saw all the colleagues in the department, all looking at him, and some people were still talking softly. Before, because he was immersed in the operation, his sense of shame was not so strong.

At this moment, a strong sense of shame surged up like a tide, and every time the doctor onlookers moved his mouth, he would think he was secretly laughing at himself, and wished he could find a crack to get in.

The slender probe, which is much lighter than hemostats and any other instruments, has no weight on the back of the hand through the glove.

But in Yang Ping's hands, the slenderer the equipment, the greater the power, and the speed determines the energy.

Half a centimeter at the end of the probe, turned at a 90-degree angle. Yang Ping used the end to hit a spot with lightning speed, accurate and perpendicular to the target.

The faster the speed, the greater the energy, the blunt and slender ends, and the greater the pressure per unit area, so the burst of lethality is very large.

Director Wu was sure that the backs of both hands must be covered with dot-like ecchymosis now, which will spread into pieces in a few days.

Taking off the gloves, it was true that the backs of both hands were covered with dot-shaped ecchymosis. No wonder the pain was so intense.

The operation can't be done these days, Director Wu sighed inwardly, with a smile still on his face, pretending that nothing happened.

People are now grandfathers, there is no way.

Yang Ping exited the main knife position, Song Zimo stepped forward, sutured several 0.5 cm small incisions, covered with sterile dressings, and checked the movement of the shoulder joint.

There is no problem with the effect of the operation. If Yang Ping can't do it, Song Zimo can't think of anyone else who can do it.

At the beginning, Yang Ping, who used to be in his department, came to operate, and the doctors of orthopedics, especially those with high professional titles, were full of doubts and disbelief.

Now all doubts have been dispelled by the operation in less than an hour. Everyone believes that Yang Ping is no longer the little doctor who has been called by himself, but has become a real expert who can perform operations that are beyond his reach. Cloudy.

These beauties are not vases either. The proficiency of the equipment nurses, I am afraid that in a few years, no one of the nurses in the Municipal People's Hospital will achieve this level.

The equipment dealers who follow the stage also opened their eyes. Damn, those who used to be in the market are suspected to be fake. Look at these people.

When Yang Ping took off the surgical gown, several doctors rushed up to help, but Jiahui took the lead in advance. With his dexterous hands, he gently pulled on the straps attached to his back, and the surgical gown was undone.

The stool is ready: Mr. Yang, you've worked hard! Sit down and rest for a while.

The wrapping papers of various consumables have been folded, layered layer by layer, put into reusable bags, and finally loaded into a Wuling Hongguang in the hospital parking lot and brought back to the company.

The layout and environment of the operating room of the Municipal People's Hospital, the situation of orthopedic equipment, etc., Jiahui has all taken into her heart, and the auntie who is the gatekeeper of the operating room has also secretly stuffed a small gift.

Little girl, I remember you.

Xiao Huang from Ruihang Company may come again in the future, please take care of him.

Auntie is very satisfied, a small gift, although not expensive, is also a respect.

Jiahui has already added the head nurse's WeChat account, whether Yang Ping will come here for surgery or not in the future, it's right to prepare in advance.

Go down and rest for a while, and have a light meal together later. Dean Xie accompanied everyone out of the locker room.

Jiang Baicheng's son had already made arrangements in advance. The best hotel in City G had several Dabens ready. With their status, how could it be possible to let such a huge team back casually.

Yang Ping left the operating room surrounded by everyone. It was still early, it was only ten o'clock, but after resting for a while, he went to the hotel to sit and drink tea.

Go to the orthopaedic ward! Yang Ping suggested, that was the starting point of his career.

accompanied by Director Wu, holding down the elevator: Okay!

You accompany Mr. Yang to the orthopaedic ward. I have something to do. See you later.

Dean Xie is really busy, and he has been overwhelmed recently.

Hey, these years, he rides a bicycle to work, and the clothes are all dozens of stalls, and the shirts are worn for several years.

If it weren't for the accident of the old leader, he would have retired early and was growing flowers and mowing lawns in Australia.

Now with Jiang Baicheng's help, things will turn around.

Director Wu took Yang Ping to the orthopaedic ward, Song Zimo and others followed behind, Xiao Wu deliberately walked behind the team and chatted with a few old colleagues.

Several doctors with high professional titles followed Yang Ping's pace, and everyone used him before.

Some feel embarrassed, it's not good to be close.

Some don't think that way. Times have changed. He used to be a lower-level doctor, so it's normal to call him.

On the contrary, Director Fu, Yang Ping's superior doctor, kept a distance from him.

The familiar ward did not change at all, and several nurses recognized Yang Ping.

Yang Ping! Yang Ping! Are you back?

The nurse exclaimed, rushing to greet him.

Which hospital did you go to? Everyone was very concerned.

At that time, I left suddenly, I didn't say a word to everyone, and I never saw each other after I left. When I came back suddenly, everyone was a little surprised.

When he was in the People's Hospital, although Yang Ping was not sociable, he was down-to-earth and serious in his work. He never lost his temper with the nurses. The nurses liked him very much, especially the nurses who were in the same class as him. They felt very at ease.

Professor Yang is here now, come here to fly a knife and perform Jiang Baicheng's surgery. Someone told the nurse, who was immediately stunned.

Looking at the battle again, I shouted and embraced, accompanied by Director Wu, who was still hunched over.

Usually Director Wu is in front of everyone, with his head held high and his head held high, he will only bend down his noble waist when he sees Director Xie.

Originally, the nurse wanted to pull Yang Ping to the nurse's station to sit, chat a few words, and ask about the current situation, but Director Wu was here, and everyone didn't dare and lost interest.

When these nurses see Director Wu, they all hide and walk away. They have some connections, and they all apply to be transferred to other departments. Working in the orthopedics department is a kind of torment.

As soon as you go to work, you look forward to getting off work. This is the mentality of everyone's daily work.

Director Wu, I'll just go shopping by myself. Yang Ping let Director Wu take care of himself.

How could Director Wu let Yang Ping out of his sight? Although Yang Ping said that he would not expose him, he was always worried, and he had to keep staring at him.

The procession moves in the corridors like visitors.

Nothing has changed, the familiar duty room is still the same, open the door, the buddies on duty are eating breakfast, it is almost ten o'clock, and they are still eating breakfast.

This dude has dark circles like a panda, two cold breads, and a bottle of yogurt that is not known to have expired.

Looking up, he was startled: Yang Ping--

This is Dr. Dai, who was in the same group with Yang Ping at the time. Dr. Dai was the attending doctor at the time. Although Yang Ping had just been admitted to the attending doctor at that time, he was not hired.

Dr. Dai put down the unfinished bread and came up to say hello. Yang Ping put his arms around his shoulders.

Looking at the large group of people behind him, Director Wu had a charming smile on his face.

Doctor Dai was a little confused.

Dr. Yang, you can go to dinner. The car sent by Mr. Jiang is waiting downstairs.

Director Wu said embarrassedly, he didn't want Yang Ping to stay in the department for a long time, and he was worried. When so many people called Mr. Yang, he couldn't really call it, so he was impatient and called Dr. Yang.

Get together again when you are free! Yang Ping said goodbye to Dr. Dai.

At the end of the team, a young doctor, Dr. Zhou, who has a good relationship with Xiao Wu, was introducing Ke Li's current situation to Xiao Wu: Lao Dai is now the chief inpatient.

He is attending, why is he still in hospital.

Dr. Zhou said: There was a case discussion. At the meeting, he questioned Lao Wu's surgical plan. Lao Wu asked him to return to the furnace and stay in the hospital for another half a year to exercise.

What about President Wan?

Wan is always hospitalized. According to the time, the one-year hospitalization has not yet expired.

It's off!

what happened?

Oh, it's hard to say!

Dr. Zhou pulled Xiao Wu to stop, and when the distance from the team widened, he whispered in Xiao Wu's ear.

That kid was in a hurry to report, he didn't knock on the door, he pushed open the door of the director's office, and Lao Wu was on the sofa with a woman--

Smoky air!

If you're not on duty at night, go to dinner. Brother Yang treats you. I'll send you the address later. Let's get together and have a good chat— Xiao Wu explained to Dr. Zhou to inform the other buddies.

Yang Ping took everyone to see Jiang Baicheng after the operation at the Veteran Department. The minimally invasive surgery has less interference, almost no bleeding, and the recovery is very fast, which is not comparable to open surgery.

Fatty's nerve block is a real nerve block, almost the same as local infiltration anesthesia. There is no need to fast after surgery. Jiang Baicheng has already drank chicken soup with his wife.

Dr. Yang, thank you!

Jiang Baicheng knew that he was awake, and he could hear everything in the operating room.

It can be heard from the doctor's chat that his operation is very difficult, and few people in the country can perform it, but Dr. Yang has done it very successfully, fast and well.

Hero is a boy! Of course, the young Dr. Yang's temper was not very good, and he scolded Director Wu in a bloody way. He also knew a thing or two. He seemed to use something to punish Old Wu's inattentiveness.

The operation was very successful, so you can recuperate with peace of mind. Follow Director Wu's instructions for post-operative recovery! Yang Ping held his hand.

It's been hard work. I won't be able to accompany you when we have a light meal together. My family will do it for you, please bear with me. Jiang Baicheng apologized.

After watching Jiang Baicheng, the surgical team went to eat.

Jiang Baicheng's son arranged for several cars, and he personally helped Yang Ping to open the door.