The Surgeon's Studio

Xiang ping was watching his subordinate doctor perform general anesthesia on his old man.

The old man had diagnosed it as acute appendicitis. If the surgery was not performed, there would be complications such as a perforated Appendix. Continuous epidural anesthesia was not the only anesthesia method, general anesthesia was also a type of anesthesia.

However, his hands were already shaking so much that he could not operate normally. He could only make a series of calls to get the best anesthetist in his team to perform general anesthesia.

The surgery went smoothly. It was just an appendectomy. It seemed like all the bad luck was gone. When director ou opened the right lower abdomen, the appendix "jumped" out obediently.

The entire operation was even shorter than the anesthesia time. Director ou took 15 minutes from the opening of the skin to the final suture. He took off his sterile coat and looked at Xiang Heping with pity.

He should be very upset that such a big surgery ended up like this.

Director ou sighed and patted Xiang Pingping's shoulder to comfort him. However, he didn't say anything. It was up to this special "patient's family" to decide whether the orthopedics department would perform a bigger surgery or send him back to the ward.

Xiang Heping stood in the operating room like a puppet and watched the surgery end.

"Chief, what should we do next?"

"Wake up," Xiang ping held his phone tightly in his hand. No one had replied to him yet.

Xiang Heping didn't have the right to say things like the fickleness of human nature and the state of the world. He was the kind of person who could call the wind and summon the rain in the county hospital. However, in the entire medical world, he was an extremely small and invisible person.

It was already his limit to be able to meet people from the Department of Anesthesiology in top tertiary Grade A hospitals during the new year Meeting.

It was still the same sentence, if you know others, others must also know you.

The message had been sent, but whether the other party replied or not depended on their mood. He used to know who he was, and now he knew even better.

The idea of waiting now prevailed in Xiang Heping's mind. What if nothing happened? Even if there was something wrong, he could still have the second stage of surgery after half a month.

He thought back and understood what director Zhang of the orthopedics department was trying to say. Most people would have no problem with it!

"Then I'll send him back." Xiang Heping sighed deeply.

His old man had woken up, completely woken up. After he was sent to the Gurney, Xiang Heping put his mobile phone in his pocket and pulled the Gurney all the way to the ward area.

When he heard his family members ask about the surgery, Xiang ping felt a wave of irritation for no reason. He didn't dare to say anything. All kinds of emotions were mixed together, and his heart was in a mess.

When he was carrying her to the hospital bed, his phone's voice call started ringing wildly.

Xiang Heping was a little disgusted. Who the F * ck are these people? they're making trouble at this time. His son wasn't at lang mountain, could it be him? How annoying, to disturb him at this time!

After gently placing the old man on the hospital bed, Xiang ping couldn't hide the anger in his heart. He picked up his phone and wanted to scold his little brat.

However, the moment he picked up his phone and saw the name on his WeChat, Xiang ping was stunned.

The words " 912 old he" appeared in front of him.

Xiang ping didn't expect that old he, who hadn't even said a word, would reply to him. He even couldn't wait to call him directly.

He hurriedly rushed out of the ward with his head lowered. As he walked, he picked up the voice call.

"Teacher he, teacher he, Hello."

Xiang ping hurriedly expressed his gratitude.

"Oh, please wait a moment."

Faced with old he's question, Xiang Heping quickly walked to a secluded corner of the fire escape. He stood in the dark and looked at the busy medical staff through the transparent glass. He felt lost.

However, his confusion was instantly swept away. He quickly picked up his phone and said,""Teacher he, when I was administering anesthesia today ..."

He described the surgery process in detail and even reported the type of medical consumables used, afraid that he would miss out on something. It was so detailed that it was a little long-winded, but he didn't feel it.

"I'm from Langshan County Hospital. Yes, yes, it's the county next to the capital!" The doctor said.

"Uh ..."

"Oh, okay, I ..."

After exchanging a few words, Xiang Heping hung up the phone and glanced at it. There were a few messages that he had not seen. It was probably because teacher he had sent him a reply when he was sending the old man back to the ward. He didn't answer, so teacher he had called anxiously to ask about the situation.

What did the legendary old he just say? Boss Zheng wanted to rush over to perform an interventional surgery to see if he could take out the ruptured catheter on the harder menurium.

Didn't an intervention require the surgeon to enter the blood vessel? 'How can he even enter the harder duodules?' These words were a little unreliable.

Did I hear wrong?

Or did this account remember wrongly and what had just happened was just a prank?

His request to pick up boss Zheng and the legendary old he was rejected. Xiang ping blankly sent his location over and stared at his phone in a daze.

After a full 10 minutes, Xiang Heping was still standing in the fire escape, thinking with a belly full of suspicion.

At this time, he had gradually recovered a little of his consciousness and was not as flustered as before.

Could he have met a scammer?

Wasn't boss Zheng, who had won a Nobel Prize, a little too enthusiastic? Xiang ping was puzzled. He stood in the fire escape, and it was dark around him, but he could see that the people in the corridor were either busy or whispering to each other.

"It's really possible that he's a swindler,"Xiang ping thought to himself.

When he put himself in old he's shoes and saw him at the annual Beijing anesthetist party, he was already surrounded by a group of people. Old he was only boss Zheng's anesthetist. If it were boss Zheng, wouldn't he be busier?

He came over without an invitation? It would be more logical if he couldn't invite them no matter how hard he tried.

It was wrong! It was definitely fake. The other side even asked if the other side's NSA machine had a CT scan function. He said that he needed to do a CT scan first before taking out the ruptured painstakingly built catheter.

The more detailed he was, the more he looked like a liar.

Xiang ping picked up his phone in confusion. After pondering for a long time, he called a student who was involved in the cycle of life and death.

"It's me, peace. "

"Let me ask you something. If there's a foreign object in the vertebral body's harder, can we use interventional surgery to remove it?"

"Don't ask so many questions. I'm just asking if you have any similar surgical methods. "

"I knew it. I just read a paper on the internet. I don't think it makes sense at all."

"Alright, I'm hanging up."

After briefly understanding the situation, Xiang Heping hung up the phone.

It should be nonsense, definitely nonsense, absolutely nonsense! Xiang Heping thought that it was impossible.

At this moment, his phone vibrated. He picked it up and saw that it was a reply from a director of the Department of Anesthesiology in the capital.