In the hospital's operating room, Zhang Fan and his fellow apprentices had already begun the finishing work of the operation. In fact, it was not only the staff in the operating room who were working hard.
Almost the entire hospital is working hard on this special surgery. The equipment department has done a major inspection three days in advance to ensure that there are no problems with the equipment in the operating room during the operation.
Almost everyone in the pharmacy department, blood bank, and nursing department has worked or worked hard to successfully complete the operation in the operating room.
Even the security guard at the entrance of the hospital was much more serious than usual, "Whoever sells pancakes, stop shouting! If you keep shouting, go sell it elsewhere."
Therefore, there are many people working for an operation. Special operations are taken extra seriously by everyone in the hospital.
To be honest, a hospital, regardless of its superiority, can be the best in a region or a city. In fact, it is very fast to say no. It will not take long, two or three years, to say no.
For example, Zhang Fanzhen put Old Shan down on the stage. Well, let’s not talk about other things, the direct chain reaction, especially in some systems within the system, is discussed like this:
what! Even Shan Lao can die on the operating table, but you still dare to go to their hospital to see breast hyperplasia? Don't go there now, or they'll crush you.
Then, from top to bottom, a trend started, and slowly the hospital's reputation began to get worse and worse.
As a very famous doctor, he is actually very similar to a hospital, so when the experts and scholars in the audio-visual classroom saw Zhang Fan's surgery, they really had mixed feelings in their hearts.
Is this operation difficult? It is very difficult, not only difficult, but also very dangerous.
Can they do it? To be honest, if they were forced to the point where there was no way out, they might be able to do it.
But the price that needs to be borne is too great. Therefore, when the operation came to an end, all the experts fell silent.
Zhang Fan's surgery was wonderful, not wonderful! The technique is not irritating, it is indeed irritating. However, just like lifting their Confucian robes, they looked at Zhang Fan with admiration and admiration in their hearts, but not envy.
This is also the tragedy of medical treatment...but we must seek no faults without seeking merit.
On the contrary, some young doctors sitting in the back row were having a lively discussion.
"Damn, that's awesome. I've never seen such an awesome technique. The abdominal aorta, it's not the abdominal aorta. Just start scraping it with a curette, darling, I'm scared to death when I see it. , I’m sweating coldly!”
"Yeah, yeah, that's awesome. I don't know how he practiced it. Can you tell me, did their hospital let him do it like this?"
As soon as he said this, everyone looked at him like a fool.
A slightly more experienced doctor said: "It is probably practiced in the laboratory. This should not be possible in the operating room..."
"I wish I could have his hand any time! If I had this hand, I could walk sideways in our hospital."
A doctor who had probably been admitted to hospital for a few years and had experienced being slapped by his work unit looked at Zhang Fan on the monitor and said with envy.
With a sound of "Pa!", the director of the Political and Educational Department slapped the doctor on the shoulder.
"Stop dreaming. Clean up the venue quickly. With such a powerful technique, you actually want to be a crab in the hospital! Dr. Zhang, look how humble you are!"
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After the operation was over, Old Lu took the lead, followed by Zhang Fan and other disciples, and accompanied Old Shan out of the operating room.
"Go directly to the intensive care unit. I'll explain something to the family. Zhang Fan, please accompany me there!" Mr. Lu looked at the disciple behind him and said.
"Master, you go ahead, I won't go!" Zhang Fan said with a little embarrassment, holding a surgical cap in his hand.
"Hey, let's go! It's time to be shy." Senior Brother smiled and pushed Zhang Fan.
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Outside the operating room, Shan's family members gathered together, not only Shan's family members, but also some government personnel.
At this time, Old Man Shan's eldest grandson answered the phone. He didn't know who in the hospital called him.
"Mr. Shan, the operation has been completed. Although the operation had twists and turns, it was very successful..." Just like Wen Chou Chou, there are such people everywhere and at any time.
"What's going on!" Xiao Dan frowned and his tone was not pleasant!
"At first, Lu Yuan was the surgeon. When he opened the abdominal cavity, the tumor was so big that Lu Yuan was not sure. At that time, I told you..."
"Stop talking nonsense and get to the point!"
"Uh, okay! Well, Dr. Zhang Fan, Mr. Lu's disciple from the northwest at that time, took over.
I was almost feeling hairy at that time. Think about it, Yuan Lu...
Unexpectedly, Dr. Zhang Fan was so amazing, and the experts in the audio-visual classroom were all impressed by his wonderful surgeries. "
"Are you sure that the operation was done very well?" Xiao Dan was worried! He would doubt other people's words, but not this person's words, because this person didn't have the guts to lie to him.
The mouth that eats people is short, the hands that take people are short...
"It's definitely done well. I guarantee you with my head. To be honest, I personally looked at the remnant stomach that Dr. Zhang Fan took out. To be honest, I have never seen anyone who can cut it like this." sharp……"
After hanging up the phone, Xiao Dan felt relieved. At this time, Mr. Lu and Zhang Fan came out.
"Sister-in-law, please worry."
"Don't worry, don't worry!" The old lady said she wasn't worried, but her eyes kept looking behind Mr. Lu and the others.
"Brother Shan has been sent to the intensive care unit. After he wakes up, you can take turns to go in and take a look. The operation was very good."
After saying this, Mr. Lu straightened his body and said to the younger generation: "The old man's tumor was completely removed. The operation is very difficult. If it weren't for my disciples, it would be really difficult to say this time."
Zhang Fan didn't expect the old man to be so direct, so he quickly said: "Master..."
"It's good, it's good. There's nothing hidden about it. Without you this time, Brother Shan's surgery wouldn't have been so successful."
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After explaining to his family, Mr. Lu took Zhang Fan to the electronic classroom again.
After the operation, the young doctors had been driven away long ago, leaving only some experts.
The moment Mr. Lu opened the door, cheers of joy came one after another.
"Lu Yuan has such good taste!"
"No wonder you retreated so cleanly this time. It turns out you have nothing to worry about anymore!"
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"Haha, how about it, can my little apprentice be seen by everyone?"
Mr. Lu's own eyes were so happy that they were slits. In fact, people are like this. When they are young, they compete with their superiors, and when they are old, they compete with their juniors.
These experts are all from China's general surgery field. In the subject of general surgery, to be honest, Mr. Lu doesn't need to be polite to them.
They are either seniors or those who have worked together in the past. You know me and I know you. Everyone knows how many ounces of water is in whose bowl.
"It's so fascinating to watch!"
"Haha, someone is better than someone who is talented!"
"Definitely better than you were back then!"
Originally thinking that Old Man Lu was going to quit, everyone came to support him with a feeling of a hero at the end of his life, but in the end, Old Man Lu felt proud.
Congratulations turned to ridicule in an instant.
Mr. Lu acted like he had a son and everything was ready, and he didn't care about them. After a brief exchange of greetings.
Mr. Lu said: "After a while, my old man will trouble everyone again."
After hearing what Mr. Lu said, everyone was curious.
"What's wrong? Let's talk about it first."
"It's not a big deal! My little apprentice has written a paper. When the time comes, will you give me a reward?"
When Zhang Fan heard this, he looked at Mr. Lu in confusion, but did not say anything. He would do whatever the master said, and it would not harm him anyway.
"What do I care about? I'll forget it. This year's scientific research tasks are particularly heavy, and I haven't had a PhD for many years!"
The tone of both of them was similar. Either the scientific research tasks were heavy or the body was not up to par. Anyway, everyone was thinking the same thing, "It's not enough to show off. You want us to push forward again. This old man Lu is so unreasonable."
"Haha, look, look, look at the caliber of you guys. You have to be generous. This is not a doctoral thesis!" Lu Laolian said with a smile, pointing to a group of old friends who seemed to be jealous.
"He just graduated with a master's degree?"
Everyone was surprised for a moment, but when they took another look at Zhang Fan's green face, which was slightly dark with red cheeks, they understood.
"This kid is not very old, that is, his dark face makes him look a little older!"
"Haha, it's not even a master's thesis! He's still an undergraduate student."
Well! This time, everyone was shocked.
