The Surgeon's Studio

He had checked the medical consumables in the box many times, and Feng Xuhui was sure that he had not missed anything. No matter what problems President Zheng encountered in the operating theater, he had the corresponding materials to provide.

Feng Xuhui had even bought a Grandmaster for the coronary artery Grandmaster at his own expense.

Chang Feng only had the most basic of such equipment, and their technical level was very average. In other words, it was not very useful. Therefore, he didn't force it. Instead, he found another company to sell it to and spent money to buy an imported piece of equipment at the factory price.

President Zheng wouldn't use it often, and his own income was rising. He felt that this was what he should do, and the money was not spent in vain.

The first surgery took a full hour.

Even though it was a teaching surgery, this was the surgery that took the longest time.

A group of experts in the viewing gallery reluctantly left, and the next group came in to watch the surgery.

Feng Xuhui's foreign language skills were average, so he could only vaguely hear that they were quarreling. He didn't understand some of the professional terms.

Zhou chunyong did not go out. He took off his lead coat and handed it to a foreign director in the second batch who was familiar with him. He went straight to the operation room, took a stool, and sat beside Feng Xuhui. He pressed Feng Xuhui, who was about to stand up to help him, down on the stool and asked with a smile,""Little Feng, are you tired?"

Feng Xuhui was sweating.

He had been sitting all the time, what was there to be tired about?

Zhou chunyong was trying to find a topic to talk about.

He knew the reason for this. It wasn't because he was so awesome that director Zhou and a small - time salesman like him had nothing to say. It was because of the person who was watching the film inside.

"Director Zhou, look at what you're saying. You're the one who's really working hard." Feng Xuhui sat on the stool and lowered his body. He was slightly shorter than Zhou chunyong as he replied respectfully.

"I'm really old. " Zhou chunyong sighed, half - jokingly,"I forced myself to do it yesterday, but I didn't expect to faint." In the past, I was the one who laughed at others. I didn't expect that it would be someone else's turn to laugh at me. "

"Director Zhou, please don't say that." "Your body is even stronger than mine," Feng Xuhui said seriously.

As he spoke, he smiled."We can't compare ourselves to President Zheng. If it were a young man, no one would be able to stand up if you let him wear lead clothes that weigh tens of kilograms for seven to eight hours of surgery. Anyway, I can't stand. "

Zhou chunyong knew that Feng Xuhui's words were exaggerated, but it was within an acceptable range. It made him feel comfortable, but it didn't make him feel too fake.

"Boss Zheng's body is really amazing." Zhou chunyong said in admiration.

"I didn't see it at the time. I fainted when the car arrived at Pengxi village hospital. Later, I heard from old Liu inside that President Zheng stood in Pengxi village for three days and three nights in lead clothes and performed about three hundred operations. "

Zhou chunyong thought about the number. It was not an absolute number that was hard to accept. But the more professional they were, the more they knew the difficulty.

It was a little exaggerated, but it was still acceptable ... He had to accept it. He couldn't ask boss Zheng how many surgeries he had performed.

Standing there for three days and three nights was already inhuman. Moreover, they had to wear lead clothes that weighed dozens of kilograms, which was equivalent to marching with heavy loads.

When he was young, he should have been able to do it ... He should be able to do it.

However, it was definitely impossible for him to perform an average of one hundred surgeries a day. Forget about a hundred, it would already be considered good if he could perform eight to ten cases of heavy pelvic fractures per day.

Zhou chunyong sighed softly. It was not that he was old, but boss Zheng was too cruel. Feng Xuhui said that even a young man wouldn't be able to stand for seven or eight hours. Thinking of this, he became interested in Feng Xuhui.

This young man was quite good with his words, and he had unconsciously soothed his mood. After fainting due to low blood sugar yesterday, the faint trace of obsession in her heart disappeared.

"Little Feng, you've made the right move." "If you follow the right person, you won't have to worry about food and water for the rest of your life," Zhou chunyong laughed.

"You said ..."

As they were chatting, the phone of the head nurse in the operating theater rang.

"Director Wang ..."

She had just called out when she was interrupted.

"Alright, alright, I'll ask immediately."

As she spoke, the head nurse in the operating room pressed the button on the intercom."Old Liu, the director asked how long the surgery will take. There's a ... An emergency patient who wants you to see if you can intervene to stop the bleeding."

"What patient?"

It was Zheng Ren's voice.

The head nurse immediately asked a few more questions and said with a stunned expression,""The electric lifting chair exploded. They said the fire department has gone there and is sawing the chair."

"He can. Ask them to set up a venous access device. Perform emergency treatment first. Send him up directly if his condition is stable." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice and used his shoulder to squeeze Liu xuzhi out of the operating area.

The image on the screen instantly sped up by countless times.

In Zhou chunyong's eyes, the previous surgery was normal and had a slow rhythm. But now, his speed had skyrocketed. As he performed methodically, the surgery speed was directly adjusted to 16 times the normal speed by invisible fingers.

The members of the group of experts kept exclaiming.

The unconscious surprise caused the air in his chest to resonate and produce a sound that rose and fell like waves.

Su Yun covered her forehead and sighed.

Zhou chunyong saw him put away his phone and stood up. He smiled and said,""Doctor su, it's time for you to go on stage, right?"

"No need," Su Yun was a little depressed."I think it's a rupture of the pelvic artery and an embolism in the arteries. An exploratory laparotomy will do."

"He's always busy," he said, blowing a breath of air."He can't stop even in Westwood."

Zhou chunyong thought about it and agreed.

There had been many cases of upgradable office chairs exploding, but not many.

"Surgery, boss Zheng seems to be very good at it." He asked.

"Of course. With his temper, a dog's stomach can't hold two taels of sesame oil." "Ignore him," Su Yun said."Director Zhou, after you send the group of experts away, come and meet us. We'll go to the Gobi together."

Zhou chunyong was overjoyed. He had licked his old face just for this sentence. Although no one invited him in the end and he had to go, it would not be like this.

"Where's boss Zheng?"he asked, pretending to be deep. Let's wait for him. "

"He can do it himself." "Feng, how much gelatin sponge did you bring?" Su Yun asked.

"24." Feng Xuhui counted accurately.

Su Yun didn't say anything. She patted Feng Xuhui's shoulder and started spamming the group chat again, broadcasting the situation. Little Yiren, Chang Yue, and hei Zi had already arrived at the Chu sisters 'place. They were all ready to set off.

Zhou chunyong couldn't make up his mind. Should he wait for boss Zheng or accept Su Yun's invitation and meet up with the others?

However, after a second thought, he decided to leave with Su Yun.

Boss Zheng was not an easy person to deal with, and all his means were useless. What was this called? A man without desire was strong.

If he had the time, he might as well get to know boss Zheng's entire medical team. In the future, if something were to happen, there would be someone to give him some advice.

As he thought, he forgot what he was thinking. His eyes were fixed on the screen for a few seconds.