"What? Emergency department? Oh, Taiyu, don't be kidding!" Lee Joong-ki shook his long hair, a little angry.
Song Taiyu shook his head and said, "I couldn't believe it at first, but do they need to lie to us?"
Li Zhongji nodded. If this is the case, then it will be a good show. For an emergency doctor, suturing wounds is a basic skill. It is very good. It is not surprising, but plastic surgery requires strong professional skills, from surgical design to surgical operation. , to postoperative recovery, every link is very important, especially design. Without a solid theoretical foundation, I don’t know how to do it.
"What is he going to do?" Li Zhongji asked in confusion when he saw Jin Cheng taking out a needle and preparing to prick Gu Ge's head.
The small-eyed Professor Song Taiyu chuckled and said: "He is going to give acupuncture for general anesthesia! Be prepared for your jaw to drop!"
"General acupuncture anesthesia? That young doctor?" Li Zhongji's eyes were also very small, and he tried to open them wide so that he could see more clearly.
Song Taiyu nodded and said: "It's a very amazing technique. I wanted Yunho to learn from him, but unfortunately he refused!"
"What an interesting young man! But I don't believe that acupuncture can achieve the ideal anesthesia effect. He will definitely need to cooperate with drug anesthesia!" Li Zhongji said.
Song Taiyu chuckled and stopped talking.
In less than 10 minutes, Jin Cheng's anesthesia ended.
On the big screen, Director He began to disinfect carefully, for fear of erasing Jincheng's marking line.
Preoperative preparations were quickly completed.
Jin Cheng stood on the left side, Director He stood on the head side, and Zhao Xiaogang stood on the right side.
"Blade No. 15!" The moment Jin Cheng stretched out his hand, Shi Jiao had already slapped the handle of the knife into his palm.
Everyone in the lounge began to get nervous.
Dean Zhou and Director Luo also began to worry about gains and losses. This patient was too special and could only succeed, not fail.
The female manager said that she was responsible for Gu Ge, but she still cared about it. She didn't dare to look at the big screen and turned her head away.
Everyone at Yimei International was also very energetic. Jin Cheng's surgery was much more difficult than they expected. It involved facial skin flaps, so it was not easy. They had never seen Jin Cheng perform a skin flap, so I don't know what to do.
But they all believe in Jin Cheng tacitly.
The skin was incised and blood seeped out instantly. Zhao Xiaogang immediately handed over the suction tube to suck up the blood.
Jin Cheng's every cut was done to the end, penetrating the skin, fascia, fat and muscle layers, which made everyone's hearts beat with fear. This kind of operation must be done by either a top expert or a fool.
Li Zhongji was even more dumbfounded. Gu Ge didn't have a tracheal intubation, so he must be breathing on his own. He had never seen general anesthesia without a ventilator. It was impossible to perform surgery with such shallow intravenous general anesthesia.
"Oh my God, acupuncture anesthesia! This is amazing!" Lee Joong-ki exclaimed: "We want to bring this technology back to Korea!"
Song Taiyu glanced at Director Zhu Zhikun, shook his head and said, "We can only learn acupuncture from Director Zhu now, but Director Zhu is not yet proficient in it. How about we invite Dr. Jin to give lectures in South Korea?"
Lee Joong Ki nodded and said: "Next month we will organize a world-class plastic surgery competition, invite him to participate, I hope he can go, establish a good relationship, and invite him more in the future."
The operation continues.
Five minutes later, Jin Cheng had completely removed the scar.
After 10 minutes, the skin flap was formed.
Jin Cheng tried to push the skin flap to the eye area, and the gap caused by the scar was perfectly filled.
"Beautiful!"
Dean Zhou, who had been nervous all the time, clapped his hands and shouted.
He could finally see that Jin Cheng's seemingly irregular lines could completely match each other after being cut and reorganized.
"This kid must have simulated many surgeries in his mind, so he can do it so calmly and confidently!" Dean Zhou said with a smile.
If Jin Cheng heard this, he would probably be shocked.
As a professional, Director Zuo also nodded and said: "I can't see any pause on his part. It feels like he's very familiar with it. This must have been thought through many times in advance from design to surgery!"
Yi Xiaoqing stared at Jin Cheng's silky operation with charming eyes, wishing to kidnap him directly to Yimei International. Such a talented doctor, as long as he is willing, can perform all kinds of plastic surgery at the world's top level. He is simply a huge treasure.
The flap transposition has been successful, and all that remains is suturing.
Except for the gray-haired Lee Joong-ki, everyone knew that there was no problem with this operation.
The most difficult part is over. For Jin Cheng, suturing is just a perfect ending to the operation.
Professor Song Taiyu squinted his eyes and chuckled: "Zhongji, how are you? Are you satisfied with his surgery?"
Li Zhongji scratched his long hair, a little unbelievable. This operation seemed to be almost completed in a few steps, but he knew that it was very difficult. If he were to do it, the skin flap would not be designed so accurately and reasonably, and the operation would be impossible. It can't be so entertaining.
Professor Li felt that it was very unreal. He still had some illusions. The final suturing was also a test of the surgeon's skill. If the suturing was not done well, all previous efforts would be wasted.
"The operation hasn't been completed yet. It's too early to draw conclusions now!" Lee Joong-ki said coldly.
Song Taiyu laughed and said: "It's all my fault that I only told you that his suturing is very good. I didn't show you the video, so you can just enjoy it slowly. In the entire Korean plastic surgery industry, you can't see such beautiful suturing operations." .”
Lee Joong Ki sneered. Cosmetic suturing is the basic skill of a plastic surgeon, and he himself is very capable. In Korea, few people can compare with him, and in China, no one even has the qualifications to do so. .
Soon, Lee Joong Ki started to notice something was wrong.
"Oh, how can his fat layer be sewn so neatly? This is incredible!"
"Oh my God, why did he use such a thin thread to sew under the skin?"
"How is that possible! He actually wants to use a microscope to suture the wound?"
When Lee Joong Ki saw the end, he kept scratching his scalp with both hands and felt numb.
This was the most exquisite and perfect skin suturing he had ever seen in his medical career.
As the wound slowly closed, Gu Ge's face gradually returned to its original appearance.
Finally, the microscope moved away.
That handsome face is back again!
Without that damn scar, it looks so harmonious and comfortable.
The female agent covered her mouth with her hands and couldn't believe her eyes. Gu Ge was her favorite actor. After the car accident, he fell into depression for a while, which almost made him unable to recover. Fortunately, in the end, he survived, but the scar on his face was always a regret. Now he is better, and the regret is completely gone. Gu Ge Your career can return to its peak and even reach a higher level.
"Pa bang bang..."
Lee Joong Ki actually stood up and clapped. With rosy skin and long gray hair, he looked very excited.
Song Taiyu and Kwon Yunho were both surprised. They had known each other for many years, and Lee Joong Ki had always been arrogant. This was the first time they saw him applauding a young doctor like this.
Immediately afterwards, Yi Xiaoqing also clapped, Zuo Zhaosheng, Zhu Zhikun, Dean Zhou, Director Luo... Finally, the manager also stood up and couldn't help clapping.
