The Surgeon's Studio

Normally, only the surgeon with the most violent Typhoon would hit and scold on the operating table. This kind of person was generally not welcomed by anyone. The junior doctors and nurses respected him on the surface, but they hated him in private.

In fact, if they ran into bad-tempered circulating nurses, they would scold the surgeons who had smashed the instruments in the operating theater.

However, the next moment ...

Boss Zheng's hemostatic forceps and its "violent" Typhoon were well known in 912.

However, when everyone talked about it, they only joked that boss Zheng was arrogant and domineering despite his young age and that he had a bad stage. However, there were many people who wanted to be hit by the hemostatic forceps.

However, boss Zheng rarely knocked on people.

Zhao Wenhua had also thought that his level was much higher than the bald in-service training Doctor Who came from another place in boss Zheng's group. If he were the one to be knocked down by boss Zheng ...

However, he could only think about it.

Who was the one receiving the baptism of the hemostatic forceps today? Zhao Wenhua stuck his head in and looked around.

"Gaha?" The professor heard a sound at the door and looked at Zhao Wenhua. He asked,"who is it?"

Before Department Director Kong came back, Zhao Wenhua had said that the medical group ate more than they should have during the earthquake relief. Professor Rudolph Wagner still remembered that.

Even though the boss didn't say anything, the professor was not a narrow-minded person. Every time he came face to face with Zhao Wenhua, he would glare at him.

"Professor Rudolf, why didn't you go on stage?" Zhao Wenhua smiled gently and didn't mind the professor's tone. Seeing that he had been discovered, he walked in.

"I'm going back to Germany. My boss said that he asked me to take over the two new surgeries for a few more days. After I leave, there will also be someone who will perform the surgery. " Professor Rudolf Wagner said,"what? you're not convinced? What are you looking at?"

Zhao Wenhua really wanted to say,"so what if I'm looking at you?"

Forget it, I'll just bear with it. I won't stoop to the level of an international friend. He consoled himself.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was tall and strong, so he would be at a disadvantage if they really fought.

Through the lead glass, Zhao Wenhua saw boss Zheng holding a pair of hemostatic forceps. The forceps reflected the light of the shadowless lamp, like a divine artifact.

"Eat more, take more. I'm talking to you. What are you looking at?" Professor Rudolf Wagner said unhappily,"you don't have surgery on your side?"

"This is because boss Zheng said that I made a mistake in my diagnosis this morning. I've come to a realization and wanted to discuss it with you." Zhao Wenhua was not happy with the phrase "eat more and take more," but he still smiled and said.

"Exchange? You've seen the entire wave wrong, what's the point of communicating!" Professor Rudolf Wagner's disdainful tone was similar to Su Yun 's."There's no use even if you beg and squat here. Your eyes are so creaky, you won't be able to learn anything the boss says."

Zhao Wenhua was stunned for a full three seconds.

Was professor Rudolf Wagner scolding him in the northeastern language?

Hot blood rushed to his head, and Zhao Wenhua felt like he was seeing stars.

'No, I need to be more sophisticated, more sophisticated,' Zhao Wenhua told himself in his heart.

He let out a long breath and quickly returned to normal.

"I thought it was a malignant tumor when I saw the fast-forwarding and fast-forwarding scans. I'm so confused when I look at the scans. It's like I'm blind." The professor continued to speak in fluent northeastern Chinese.

"I'll bear with it." Zhao Wenhua took a deep breath to calm himself down. Then, he smiled and asked,"professor Rudolph, who is the Sorcerer inside?"

Professor Rudolf Wagner was stunned. He didn't expect Zhao Wenhua to change the topic so quickly.

"I told you she's new." The professor ignored Zhao Wenhua and turned to watch the surgery.

The surgery was done very slowly, but it was still considered stable. Each step was done methodically.

Doctors who graduated from specialized departments, especially those who came from the world's top hospitals, had their own strengths, and their basic skills were solid.

She had watched more than a week's worth of surgeries and prepared dozens of them. In addition to Lin Yuan's shangxin, who had simulated the surgery countless times in her heart, she did not show any fear when she got the chance to go on stage today.

Zhao Wenhua smiled and saw professor Rudolph Wagner turn around to watch the surgery. He stood next to the professor and watched the "newcomer" perform the surgery.

The Sorcerer didn't do it quickly, and a trace of unskillness could be seen.

Zhao Wenhua estimated that a surgery would take at least twoo' clock.

However, he was really envious when he saw the hemostatic forceps shaking from time to time, and the sound of the forceps hitting the ground echoed in his mind.

Zhao Wenhua also wanted to be F * cked by boss Zheng twice, even once.

Sigh, what a pity. Who asked him to misjudge before?

He sighed in his heart and looked at the slightly clumsy operation of the spellcaster on the screen with infinite regret.

If there was another chance in the world, Zhao Wenhua would definitely not fall out with boss Zheng over that hospital bed.

Perhaps ... Forget it, there was no medicine for regret.

He saw that the time was up and the surgery on his side was about to begin, so he quietly walked out.

If he were to go back to the past and everything were to repeat itself, Zhao Wenhua felt that he would finally understand the main point of his life.

She wanted to give all the beds to boss Zheng and join his Medical Group. If that was the case, there would be no frustration, no frustration, and no empty grumbling.

Zhao Wenhua sighed after the first round.

Unfortunately, he didn't have a second chance. He couldn't just bow down to him. He could only watch enviously as others were being F * cked by boss Zheng, and not himself.

Zhao Wenhua perked up and finished the three cases of liver cancer performing interventional embolism.

The surgery was done beautifully, with one surgery per hour. Zhao Wenhua felt that he had been stimulated by professor Rudolph today, and his skills had improved.

After finishing the last set, he tore off the sterile coat, tore off the lead coat, and hung it on the shelf.

He looked at the time and saw that it was almost midnight.

Three surgeries a day was still a little too much. He would just do two in the future.

As he gradually aged, he did not eat lunch, and by the time he finished his last surgery, he had already started to sweat.

If this continued, his body would not be able to take it. Interventional surgeries were different from other surgeries because people would need to consume radiation. If it had been a long time, it might have gotten cancer.

However, it was not impossible to make up a story carelessly. Zhao Wenhua, however, could not get over that.

He would rather do fewer surgeries and earn less money than to be more meticulous and perform one surgery at a time.

He turned around and left. Before he finished the first round, he heard professor Rudolf Wagner's voice,"boss, the nose is done!"

Uh ...

Isn't it the new girl with a ponytail who's going to perform the surgery? why is boss Zheng going on stage himself?

Zhao Wenhua was curious and took another look.

Boss Zheng walked out of the operating room. As he walked, he said,"Fugui, you go and send the patient. I'll tell Lin Yuan about the surgery."

"Yeah!" Professor Rudolf Wagner was no longer as arrogant as he was when he was talking to Zhao Wenhua. He happily went to send the patient.

"Professor Zhao? What are you looking at?" "What's wrong?" Zheng Ren asked curiously when he saw Zhao Wenhua standing a little further inside the door.