Qing, Qingyun Medical Immortal? !
Even if she is a little unknown nurse, when she hears this name, her ears will be filled with thunder!
For the medical community, this is a name that stands at the top and cannot be touched!
If you don't have the opportunity, you may not be able to witness it in your lifetime.
The nurse once thought that she was hearing something in her ears!
Is that adult calling the man in front of him who is similar to his own age?
He also called him "Qingyun Medical Immortal"!
"Now, can you let me go?"
Chen Bei raised a smile and asked politely to the nurse.
Before she could answer, a rush of steps came from behind!
"I'm extremely sorry, Master Medical Immortal!"
The dean hurriedly pulled the nurse aside, and then came forward to talk flatteringly, for fear of making Chen Bei unhappy.
"The new nurse doesn't know the rules. I hope I didn't hinder you!"
"I was rude, she did nothing wrong."
Chen Bei waved his hand, indicating that the matter was over.
This short sentence made the nurse's heart surge with excitement!
The superior medical fairy is actually willing to explain for his own sake?
Chen Bei unintentionally captured the heart of a young woman.
"Don't think about it, just do your job."
The head nurse came closer and reminded her softly.
The nurse, who was in a daze, finally came to her senses.
Yes, what are you thinking about? It is unrealistic...
However, today's encounter may be deeply imprinted in my mind and remembered for a lifetime.
"Long wait, veteran."
After sterilizing and changing clothes, Chen Bei walked onto the operating table and stood opposite Yuan Rang.
"You have no conscience, Xiaobei. Even at my age, I have to stay with you for six hours."
Yuan Rang whispered in a voice that only two people could hear.
"Haha, how could it be?"
"The senator is still strong and strong, and he has to live his two hundredth birthday."
Chen Bei smiled.
"The appearance is easy to change, but the spirit has already been exhausted."
"I'm afraid it will be difficult to live to two hundred."
Yuan Rang chatted with Chen Bei about daily life while busy with his hands.
"I wanted you to take over the Chinese Medical Center. It's a great grace from heaven, but you waved it away."
He said with pity.
"The world is full of elders and disciples, and there are hundreds of disciples. Why should I take over?"
"Haha, if they had your talent and inheritance, I would feel at ease."
Yuan Rang didn't shy away from it.
As fellow disciples of the previous generation, he and Chen Bei's master had inherited the true inheritance together.
But unfortunately, the understanding of his generation's disciples is not at the same level as Chen Bei's.
So much so that in his hands, many wonderful surgical books were almost extinct.
Prescriptions and elixirs can be passed down from generation to generation with just a piece of white paper.
But just talking about the superb knife skills on this operating table cannot be passed down in black and white.
What is more needed is a living entity.
Chen Bei is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.
Under the harsh conditions of prison, within a few years, he was able to master all his master's secrets. What kind of evil talent is this?
Yuan Rang would occasionally be jealous. Why didn't he meet such a good young talent in the first place?
Now, he could only lower his head and sigh.
"Okay, okay, let's put the Chinese Medical Clinic aside for now."
"I'm tired, I'll leave the rest of the finishing work to you."
Yuan Rang handed the scalpel to Chen Bei.
"Okay, I have a veteran."
"But I don't need this."
Chen Bei smiled and waved his hand.
Immediately, he took out "air" from his arms.
If you don't look carefully with a magnifying glass, you won't be able to tell what he took out.
It was a "needle" that looked like white jade and was dozens of times thinner than a human hair!
"Is the Medical Immortal... trying to thread the needle?"
In the audience, a chief physician asked a very puzzled question.
"But he clearly has nothing in his hands."
"It seems like nothing, but in fact there is a lot of mystery."
Next to him, the doctor who was ten years more experienced than him said slowly.
"What's the meaning?"
"Ancient medical books once recorded a miraculous surgical technique."
"It's called [Bone Suture Technique]."
"Sewing... bones?"
The young doctor was stupid.
"Did I hear you correctly? The bones are so hard, how could they be sutured?"
"Haha, if everyone could do it, it would be impossible for only one or two people to pass on this medical skill from generation to generation."
The old doctor spoke eloquently, and as he spoke, his eyes flickered even more, full of eagerness and desire.
"Take a rare poisonous scorpion that only exists in the center of the largest desert in the world. The poisonous needle at its tail is carefully polished to form an extremely slender needle point."
"Then we took the cocoon of a century-old Tianshan Han silkworm and used the toughest and slender part as the lead to finally form all the materials needed for osteosynthesis."
"Materials alone are not enough. Only doctors whose finger strength is ten times stronger than that of ordinary people, and who can move this huge force freely without losing any of it, can freely use bone suturing."
"Otherwise, if you are not careful, you may end up with a broken needle or even a broken bone!"
The old doctor took a deep breath and focused his gaze on the operating table.
"Watch carefully, you won't be able to learn it even in this lifetime."
"You can't miss this once-in-a-lifetime scene!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Bei started his "performance"!
I saw that the needle tip easily penetrated into the fine bone gaps.
Hundreds and thousands of face bones are just piled up, and an invisible thread is like a flying goddess, walking and dancing at will.
The rudiments of the facial bones that would fall apart with just one breath, were as motionless as a mountain under Chen Bei's high-speed operation of "ten needles per second"!
Even Yuan Rang had to open his eyes wide and marvel!
Tsk tsk, it’s a miracle.
Even among the doctors in ancient and modern times who were lucky enough to learn the "bone suturing technique", Chen Bei's skills are unparalleled!
Even if Chen Bei was not given any benefits, Yuan Rang felt that the trip was worthwhile if he could see the bone suturing technique with his own eyes this time.
With everyone stunned, Chen Bei sewed up the last broken bone.
He gently picked up the facial bones. Miraculously, there were no gaps at all, and it looked as if it was a complete bone!
It’s incredible!
The remaining work is the real finishing.
The facial bones were reattached to Bai Yuebo's skull, and then the entire facial flesh was sutured...
Two legendary doctors from the contemporary Long Kingdom were present at the same time. To put it more exaggeratedly, it would be difficult for Bai Yuebo to die even if he wanted to!
At the end of the operation, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s like watching a soul-stirring epic masterpiece!
The rest is left to time.
As long as you adjust slowly, this thing should be able to basically recover within a month.
"Thank you for your hard work, veteran."
"Haha, my uncle and nephew won't say much more about the situation."
Yuan Rang rubbed his fingers.
"Don't forget what you promised before."
"Haha, don't worry, veteran. If you stay a few more days, I'll entertain you."
"Then, it won't be too late for me to give you the elixir."
"That's all. You and the old monster have the same virtues. If I stay, nothing good will happen."
Yuan Rang almost broke through with his compassionate look.
"Besides, I cannot leave the imperial capital for more than one day without permission."
"This time, do you know how shameless I am to get here in time?"
"I know, I know, the elder is still thinking about me."
Chen Bei laughed it off.
"I will send someone to deliver the promised elixir to the Imperial Capital."
"Why don't you go to the imperial capital with me?"
Suddenly, Yuan Rang said.
