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Style: Romance Author: Zang FushengWords: 3485Update Time: 24/01/18 18:16:30
"Zhang Yuan, please slow down your operation. All the doctors in the observation room outside are watching your operation. You are doing it too fast. They can't see clearly and they think your skills are not good!"

After the most difficult part of the operation was over, Old Li Li Cunhou smiled and talked to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan curled his lips and said in his heart: "You are the only one who has a lot of trouble."

Jiang Qinqin said in her heart: "You are the only one who has a lot of trouble!" She wanted to end the operation quickly so that she could get off the operating table. This operation was too painful. Every step from beginning to end was in her eyes, but she couldn't understand every step.

This is the charm of surgery. Those who understand will naturally understand. For example, young women are the same as girls. Only young men will call young women aunt and girls dear. People who understand will only look at each other and smile knowingly.

Jiang Qinqin was suffering like a pug that kept licking the soles of her feet through her stockings, gnashing her teeth while itching.

And Li Cunhou held up the hanging mammary gland, thinking longingly in his heart, "Oh, Professor Li, this material of yours is really good, we at Pfizer will buy it with 10 billion!"

"Li Sang, please accept my sincere kneeling. You must become a professor at Northeastern University in our country."

"Professor Li, please accept my respect and be my teacher!"

Lao Li was holding the breast. Although his arms were as sore as a young man who had been married for three days, he felt happy. In his mind, he imagined that after the operation, a group of people would gather around him. What attitude and attitude should he use to face it?

Be more reserved? But I have been reserved all my life, why should I still be reserved?

Be more arrogant? I wonder if Zhang Fan will laugh at himself.

Why! It’s so hard to live a successful life!

He was wearing a surgical mask, otherwise Zhang Fan would definitely be able to see the glistening saliva on Lao Li's mouth.

Life is like this. The true face of a person can be seen clearly during the ups and downs. But the question is, who has the opportunity to have such ups and downs?

After studying for half a lifetime, today is finally here. Really, Lao Li can still endure the pain and pain and carry his half-meter-long breast, and he can be considered a wealthy person.

Zhang Fan also noticed something strange about Jiang Qinqin and Lao Li, but the operation was almost over and he didn't say much. Jiang Qinqin gritted his teeth, and Lao Li's eyes were full of ecstasy and gossip. He didn't even know why he chose such two assistants today.

"Oil gauze! Oil gauze!" Zhang Fan said a few words while holding the oil gauze and looking at Jiang Qinqin. Jiang Qinqin was still staring at her breasts in a daze.

Oil gauze is actually made by soaking gauze with Vaseline. The advantage of this gauze is that it has less adhesion and can also absorb the liquid secreted by the tissue.

Many young doctors often do not use oil gauze when changing dressings. They do not want to save money for the hospital, but to save themselves trouble. Or they have poor surgical skills and do not understand the role of oil gauze.

The result was that when the patient came to change the dressing and remove the gauze on the third day, he cried out in pain.

Moreover, the wound accidentally broke open again.

Especially for this kind of transplant wound, if dry gauze is applied directly, it will be life-threatening. The originally successful operation will be ruined because of a piece of gauze.

What Zhang Fan didn't know was that Jiang Qinqin thought Zhang Fan was licking the soles of her feet and was chasing her with a whip!

After applying the oil gauze, start bandaging.

Medically speaking, the simplest bandaging is to bandage the fingers and toes, but bandaging long bones is relatively difficult, because bandaging is too loose and ineffective, and bandaging too tight can lead to poor circulation and compartment syndrome.

The most difficult thing is to bandage oval-shaped organs.

For example, heads, and Crayon Shin-chan’s elephants. These organs are the hardest to bandage.

The heads bandaged by some masters are like the layer-by-layer Thai pagodas in ancient times. They are not only beautiful but also solid. The novice's bandaged head, moved a little, turned out to be a hornet's nest, or a honeycomb dug out by Brother Xiong.

As for Crayon Shin-chan's elephant, this thing doesn't look big, but this thing can grow bigger or smaller. So in order to save trouble, many doctors directly used disposable paper cups to bandage them. In fact, this is also a technical improvement.

Zhang Fan's bandaged breasts were like a milky white bamboo shoot, not only beautiful, but also standing upright. Just like the purple bamboo sung by Wei Chunhua, the old lady's injured breasts stood up straight, and they stood up hugely.

Really, the most busty golden retriever models probably don’t have this size.

The operation is over.

Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief. The two assistants were really amazing today.

Zhang Fan was a little scared after the operation, it was so scary. One god and two pits did not overturn the car, it is really lucky. Zhang Fan felt that he had never met such an assistant since he became the dean. Back then, Lucky Cat Lao Nuer was better than these two guys.

Jiang Qinqin also breathed a sigh of relief. The operation was finally over. She dug her five toes desperately on the operating table. She probably had to change her stockings after she got off.

And Li Cunhou was relieved, because he could go out and show off, and his highlight moment had arrived!

"How does brother treat you?" Lao Li came to Zhang Fan and grabbed Zhang Fan's arm.

"Just like that!" Zhang Fan said angrily.

"What? You want materials, and I turned down the invitation from the Dean of the Demon City without saying a word, and flew like a postman to deliver materials to you thousands of miles away, and now you actually say that's all!" Old Li almost jumped up and cursed. .

"It couldn't be better. Okay? Aren't you just trying to get hold of my few shares?" Zhang Fan glanced at Lao Li.

"Brother, pattern, pattern, do you think I am that kind of person?" Lao Li was helpless.

"How about you give me more shares, and I'll think you're not that kind of person anymore." Zhang Fan smiled slightly.

"You are so beautiful. Okay, let's go out later. Just think of me as your leader, and I am the mentor of the current experiment."

"I understand. I know how to carry a sedan chair. Okay, no problem at all."



Lao Li and Zhang Fan walked out of the operating room door at the same time. Lao Li was in front, Zhang Fan was a step behind, and then there were three doctors following Lao Li. Jiang Qinqin was kicked out of the show-off team by Lao Li because she was too beautiful and her eyebrows and eyelashes were obviously messed up.

Then, Lao Li pretended to say to Zhang Fan: "Well, today has completely met my expectations. But there is one thing that I need to pay attention to the next time I do the surgery. I must minimize the damage to the blood vessels like I did. And …”

A group of people pretended to be studying how to improve or improve surgery. While Lao Li was talking, several other people saw Zhang Fan nodding, and several others nodded as well.

Lao Li gave such a successful speech that he had never given in his life. As he spoke, he waited, waiting for everyone's impatient but orderly steps. A crowd of people gathered waiting for him to stop speaking.

In the melodious pause, he saw Zhang Fan looking behind him with wide eyes. He was a little unhappy. He had clearly promised to carry the sedan chair, but the performance was almost over. What do you want to do with your mouth wide open? Do you want to eat carrots?

He looked at Zhang Fan dissatisfied, but finally he understood that something was wrong.

Then he turned around and looked.

He even cried.

Damn it, where are the people?

There were only a hundred people in the observation room originally arranged.

What about people with golden retrievers?

What about the stick man?

What about the meatball people?

What about the Pfizer people?

What about the people in Baiyun Mountain?

Where are the people from Yang Sen?

What is an old lady doing standing here? Scare ghosts?

Lao Li asked Ouyang with a cry: "Ouyuan, what are you doing here? Where are the others!"

Really, if Lao Li were a little younger, he would probably be crying in the corner by now.

"You, you, how old you are, you are still so careless. How did you come back from the Golden Retriever Country? Why did you act like a lost dog?

Why do you think they are chasing you and praising you now? "

Ouyang changed his tone and took a step forward like a close sister. I started to care about Lao Li.

When Zhang Fan heard this, he knew that something was definitely going on. Suddenly, he felt something in his heart, "Is this old lady going to hack Lao Li's technology? No, the Tea Pharmaceutical Factory wants to cut off the beard? It doesn't have such a good tooth!"

Zhang Fan glanced at Ouyang suspiciously.

Ouyang glanced at Zhang Fan, meaning to come and help quickly.

Zhang Fan understood instantly that although he didn't know what the situation was, he must stand with Ouyang now.

"That's right, I think this kind of observation surgery should be studied more in the future."

Zhang Fan didn't know what happened, but those words from Che Luan and Ouyang's words would at least not leave him alone.

When talking and communicating, you are afraid of being cold and afraid of the other party thinking calmly.

Ouyang's communication is always inconsistent. When I open the door, I first recall the bitterness and sweetness, then give examples to prove it, and finally show my sharp edge.

The effect is hard to say. If you are willing to listen, you can say whatever you want. If you are not willing to listen, even if you say nonsense, he will not change his original intention.

Zhang Fan listened for a long time and finally understood. The materials are not internationalized, they are only produced domestically, and they don’t even apply for patents.

Zhang Fan felt that this was really difficult. He was about to achieve success and become famous, so he took this step. It’s hard for anyone to accept.

Li Cunhou opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Ouyang wanted to say something more, but Zhang Fan shook his head and asked Ouyang and several doctors to leave the operating room.

There were only two people in the observation room, Zhang Fan and Lao Li.

Lao Li lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Are you worried that the country will hack your patent?" Zhang Fan asked in a low voice, like a thief.

"It's not too bad. I just thought, I can finally feel proud and proud, and I can finally beat my senior brother and the others." In fact, there is still a sentence left, maybe there is a chance to win the Nobel Prize, because Pfizer has already promised him , it worked for him.

He just didn't have the nerve to say it.

"Oh!" Zhang Fan thought for a while, "You have been a top student all your life, so I guess you have never experienced the mentality of a scumbag. I was applying for a job in Lan City back then. I will never forget the pain and sorrow in my life. Later, I became slightly successful in technology. I thought that one day, I would stand at the gate of Lanshi Hospital and shout to them: You are all blind, I am the best."

Lao Li looked at Zhang Fan like a fool.

Zhang Fan said seriously: "Don't think I'm talking nonsense. I really had this idea before. Later, in the capital, I met the old professor who taught me biochemistry.

The two sons in their family are both academicians. He has been nominated countless times, but every time he was rejected because of his age.

The old man shouted that he was ignorant, but he still went back to Lanshi to take care of his undergraduate students. Just to let the younger generation mature earlier.

The old man looked gloomy when he saw me making great achievements in other places without mentioning my alma mater. Really, I actually felt uncomfortable at the time. People, especially educated people like you, still need to have roots. "

"Roots? Where are my roots?"