Rural Shennong

Hou Wanlin gasped in anger: "Chen Ping, you don't have to spout blood here, I'm too lazy to mess around with you!"

"Just talking about this operation, you are not eligible to participate!"

Chen Ping crossed his arms and said, "I'm not qualified, and you are even less qualified."

"Who wiped your ass and cured Professor Zheng Boji a while ago?"

"If it wasn't for me, Professor Zheng Boji would have had to have his leg amputated."

"I helped you save such a big medical accident, you still have the face to tell me that I am not qualified, something ungrateful!"

Chen Ping sprinkled salt on Hou Wanlin's wound, and he screamed in pain.

"You...Even if you are talented, you are still a surgeon, and you have no experience in liver surgery at all!"

"I cured Zheng Boji!"

"Do you think you are omnipotent? Internal medicine and surgery are completely unrelated disciplines!"

"I cured Zheng Boji!"

"What am I..."

"I cured Zheng Boji!"

Hit people without slapping their faces, and curse people without revealing shortcomings.

Chen Ping slapped Hou Wanlin's face left and right, and finally made Hou Wanlin collapse.

He turned his head and asked, "Dean, what do you say?"

Jing Zeguo put down his teacup, and said calmly, "Professor Chen is not the chief surgeon, he is just helping Old Ling."

"Lao Ling has a lot of surgical experience, so it should be fine!"

After Ling Jiyao's operation accident, under the pressure of outside public opinion and gossip in the hospital, he had a psychological shadow.

He has not had liver and gallbladder surgery for a long time.

Recently, he managed to regain some confidence and wanted to have another liver operation. This time, he also wanted Chen Ping to give him the feeling of being the surgeon.

But as soon as Jing Zeguo said that, Ling Ji Yao's expression became a little flustered: "Dean, I..."

Chen Ping interrupted: "Dean Ling, you don't need to express your determination, right? You are an expert in hepatobiliary medicine at the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University."

"With me helping you, what problem can there be!"

Ji Yao was stunned.

Who said I had to make up my mind?I want to say I can't do it, you come to be the chief surgeon, but why did you push me up?

Ling Jiyao is an honest person, and he never went to a film and television academy, so he doesn't know how to act at all.

Everyone present could see that he was guilty.

But what's the situation with Chen Ping's confidence?The chief surgeon is timid. If something goes wrong, it is very likely that he, an assistant outside the hospital, will take the blame.

Chen Ping smiled slightly: "Dean Ling, what are you afraid of with me around? You don't have no confidence at all, do you?"

He has talked to this point, if Ling Ji Yao still backs down, Chen Ping doesn't want to bother with him anymore.

Fortunately, Ling Ji Yao puffed up his chest: "Who said I have no confidence? Isn't it just a liver resection? I have no problem!"

As soon as Ling Jiyao finished his statement, a doctor came in outside: "Dean, the patient's film is ready!"

Jing Zeguo nodded: "Hang it up, let's take a look together."

Hou Wanlin chuckled lightly: "How dare you guarantee the success of the operation if you don't even take a film? It's a reckless disregard for human life!"

Chen Ping curled his lips: "Some people, even after taking the film, they still can't understand it as if they were blind. Is it because the operation failed?"

Hou Wanlin's face was as black as ashes.

When they treated Zheng Boji's broken hand last time, they had a diagnosis and everyone watched the film together.

In the end, Zheng Boji's hand was almost amputated because he didn't understand an hourglass-shaped bone fragment.

Chen Ping just picks which pot does not open, and intentionally stimulates him.

The films were arranged on the white light board, and some examination reports were sent to each doctor.

But there was one missing copy of the temporary report, and it was gone when it was Chen Ping's turn to sit at the end.

Hou Dairan, who was sitting in front of Chen Ping, smiled triumphantly, picked up the medical records and shook them.

Chen Ping snatched it away.

Hou Dairan's smile froze on his face. Before he could recover, Chen Ping said indifferently: "I'll show you, can you understand? It's ignorant!"

Afterwards, Hou Dai's tooth socket was about to be crushed, and he looked at Chen Ping's eyes with the color of hatred, which had almost turned into substance.

What made Hou Dairan almost vomit blood was that Chen Ping took the inspection report and threw it directly on the table, crossing his legs.

He snatched the inspection report, but didn't even read it.

"Scrap, sooner or later I'll chop you into pieces!" Hou Dairan cursed Chen Ping in his heart that he would die, his eyes were about to explode, but Chen Ping didn't even look at him, and turned to look at Pai Pian.

Hou Wanlin was also watching. After watching for a while, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he thought to himself, "Okay, that's great!"

"This patient turned out to be undergoing liver resection for the second time. The previous lesion was not cut clean and deteriorated."

"Hahaha, God helped me!"

If there weren't so many people watching, Hou Wanlin would have looked up to the sky and laughed three times!

The second lesion is more troublesome than the first time.

Because the liver is not as big as before, cutting too much will definitely affect the hematopoietic function.

And from the film, it can be seen that there is obviously abscess in the lesion, which increases the difficulty of surgery dozens of times.

In this case, the hospital generally adopts three methods.

Those who are particularly rich, spend high-priced medicines to survive, and hurry to find a matching liver for liver transplantation.

Those who have no money can only go home and wait to die, no matter how long they last.

Do liver debridement surgery?That's completely unnecessary.

Ling Jiyao also saw the big problem of the patient, and his brows became a Sichuan character.

Hou Wanlin coughed lightly and said, "Old Ling, are you sure you want to have surgery now? Or are you ready for a liver transplant?"

He knew that Ling Jiyao wanted to have surgery suddenly, and it was impossible to find a matching liver.

But he still asked this question, just to make Ji Yao unable to come to Taiwan.

Don't even do an examination, and have an operation rashly, and it is an operation that is almost unnecessary, which is more serious than a medical malpractice.

Strictly speaking, this is considered to have no medical knowledge at all, and it is a flagrant violation of medical procedures.

Ji Yao's heart sank to the bottom, he never expected the patient's condition to be so serious.

Confess in public, make an apology, continue to double the shame, and become an eternal joke in the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University?

Or take a risk and do this operation that is impossible to succeed?And then fall short, ruined?

Two dead ends lay before Ling Jiyao, the mountain of knives on the left and the sea of ​​fire on the right.

Just when Ji Yao was in despair.

An impatient voice suddenly came from not far away: "Is this operation difficult? Dean Ling, what are you struggling with?"

Everyone in the room turned their heads to look at Chen Ping.

Some people looked at him eagerly, some looked at him with pity, and some looked at him as if they were looking at a dead person.

Chen Ping turned a blind eye to the gazes of these people, he just stared straight at Ling Jiyao in such a flat manner.

After a while, Ling Ji Yao stood up abruptly: "I did this operation!"