Zhuang Yi stared closely at the person behind the glass. He was holding a shiny silver scalpel, his jaw was slightly in his mouth, his head was lowered, and his gaze was meticulously staring at the wound wrapped in sterile cloth.
Zhou Rong and Liu Hongxiang stood beside him, one had just finished draining the cerebrospinal fluid for him, and the other was holding a tube to help him suck. Cen Ji is holding a sterile petri dish in his hand, inside is a bracket made with 3D printing technology.
Xue Jiayan suffered a brain injury, and the cause of his intermittent memory loss was not only the nerve damage in the hippocampus, but also the blood congestion that could not be removed in the previous surgery. Generally, a small amount of intracranial hematoma can be absorbed by the tissue itself, but obviously, Xue Jiayan failed to do this completely.
Xun Yuming opened the skull, cut open the dura mater, and performed dredging surgery before saying to Cen Ji: "Stent."
"Let me do it." Sun Zhuo took the petri dish from Cen Ji, passed Liu Hongxiang, and handed it directly to Xun Yuming, "Doctor Xun."
The glass cover has been opened, and Xun Yuming picked up an absorbable bracket with tweezers. The little thing the size of a sesame seed was displayed on the electronic screen of the teaching observation system, and it was gray and white, and the mystery of it could not be seen at all.
People inside and outside, including Lao Chen and Zhuang Yi, stared at it closely, as if it was not a nerve graft bracket, but a relic of Buddha's light, and a glance could save lives.
"Such a small one, does it really work?"
Old Chen glanced back, and it was the new intern who was talking.
Today the observation room is crowded with people, and a large number of interns and trainees want to see the cutting-edge technology. Everyone heard that today Xun Yuming's research was performed for the first time. Who wants to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
In the future, if his project wins an award or even promotes the development of medical civilization, no one wants to show off: I am the one who witnessed the birth of this technology!
Even the doctor who followed Xun Yuming for training early in the morning and then quit because he didn't want to do experiments and only wanted to learn surgery, secretly regretted it in the crowd. There are not many opportunities to change one's destiny in a person's life. If you catch it, you will soar into the sky. If you don't catch it, you can only regret in the miss.
Being able to participate in the research and development of such cutting-edge, and even world-changing, medical technologies is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Compared with this, whether he can go back to the original hospital or learn some surgical skills is of little importance.
Unfortunately, time can never turn back.
"Doctor Xun transplanted nerve cells, not the whole nerve." Old Chen clasped his shoulders and explained, "Don't look at this thing as small, but under a microscope, the complex structure inside is no less than a neural network. , and it is a three-dimensional 3D neural network.”
"It is full of holes, and the surface area is extended, which is larger than the palm of a human hand. Countless nerve cells are attached to each hole. They are transplanted to the damaged area of the nerve and will fuse with the brain tissue to repair it. damage, and the brace will be absorbed slowly. It's a genius idea!"
"That's amazing." The intern's eyes widened upon hearing this.
There was a murmur of discussion in the room, and everyone was feeling emotional. Some people envied Cen Ji, Mogutou and others in the operating room, while others envied Sun Zhuo and Xiao Zhao's qualifications, and they were able to participate in this operation. But more people They are all eagerly looking forward to the success of Xun Yuming.
Without him, Xun Yuming is a doctor at Xiwan Hospital. If this world-renowned technology is born here, Xiwan Hospital will also become famous.
Moreover, regardless of selfishness, this is indeed great news for the progress of human civilization.
All eyes were closely following the progress of the operation, only Zhuang Yi, his eyes only fell on Xun Yuming. Technical success is naturally good, but what he cares most about is Xun Yuming himself.
His focused eyes, calm brows, resolute expression, slightly stiff back of the neck, and the two slender joints protruding from it all make him shine, the world freezes into a black and white photo, only he is Colorful.
Zhuang Yi was happy on the one hand and worried on the other.
The joy is that he is so proud, but the worry is that the crown on his head is getting heavier. Zhuang Yi doesn't care whether new technology is born or not. What he cares about is the pressure and slander that Xun Yuming endures.
He desperately hopes that Xun Yuming will succeed, because his little ears will be sad if he fails, and the world will laugh at him. He is also afraid of finding Yuming to be successful, because victory will lead to jealousy, and the heights are overwhelming.
It seemed that no matter what the outcome, he was doomed to worry. There were ripples between Zhuang Yi's brows, but the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, if he came, he would be at ease, even if he was flooded, as long as Xun Yuming was happy, he would protect him from the wind and rain.
"Prepare to suture." After Xun Yuming placed the last bracket, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
He beckoned, signaled Mushroom Head to come forward, and gave her an invisible smile through the mask: "You are skillful and careful, let's sew."
"Damn, she's so lucky!" An intern's voice came into the operating room along the audio-visual system. Xun Yuming looked out, and everyone laughed lowly.
Zhuang Yi happened to be looking at him, his eyes were gentle and deep, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he said silently: "You are the best!"
Xun Yuming understood immediately, and there was a layer of smile in his cold and indifferent eyes, and he said silently: "Of course!"
For fear of ruining Xun Yuming's perfect work, Mushroom Head has done thousands of stitches, but today he is very cautious and nervous. The nurse kept wiping her sweat, but she still couldn't help shaking her hands.
"Come on." Cen Ji shouted at her with a smile.
Sun Zhuo let out a soft "sneer", but because of the lesson Xun Yuming taught him last time, he didn't dare to go too far. There were also whispers in the observation room, questioning her psychological quality and level, probably wanting to take her place.
"How about," Mushroom Head bit his lip and asked Xun Yuming, "You should come?"
"Last time you even cut the tumor, this time it's just the simplest suture, isn't it okay?" Xun Yuming looked at her, followed her gaze and looked at the questioning faces behind the glass, in her ear Bian whispered: "Right now, there are dozens of people standing in these two rooms, at least ninety-five percent of them are men, and you are the only woman standing in the main position. Are you sure you want to take this opportunity, Give it to those men who usually look down on you? Are you worse than them? "
Mushroom head looked at him vigorously, took a deep breath, and turned around: "Protein thread!"
Xun Yuming smiled, passed the equipment nurse, and handed her a suture in person.
After the operation, Xue Jiayan was sent to the intensive care unit. The observation room and operating room were scattered, and everyone left one by one, leaving only Zhuang Yi and Xun Yuming, separated by a large glass.
The small green light on the audio-visual system was on, Xun Yuming took off the plastic gloves, his palms were pressed against the glass, and overlapped with Zhuang Yi, his voice gurgled through the microphone: "How am I doing?"
"Excellent." Zhuang Yi pressed his forehead against his forehead, and said in a low voice, "You are shining."
And this ray of light is destined to be his personal exclusive, something in his pocket.
"Thank you for accompanying me." Xun Yuming smiled, his eyelashes trembling slightly with his eyelids, "Take me home."
Zhuang Yi nodded, turned around to leave, walked back after thinking about it, and kissed him against the glass, leaving a lip print. Xun Yuming's fingers slowly traced along the white trace, lowered his head and laughed, his cheek was pressed against the glass and turned over, his palms were full of love.
For a while, the housekeeper came in to clean up, Xun Yuming came back to his senses, cleared his throat, got up and walked out.
Mushroom Head was waiting for him at the entrance of the passage, and when he saw him coming out briskly, he went up to him and said, "Looking for Teacher!"
"What's wrong?" Xun Yuming was editing a message for Zhuang Yi, just finished writing "Your little ear wants to eat boiled fish tonight", clicked send, looked up and asked: "What's the matter?"
"I..." Mushroom head pursed his lips, not knowing what to say. She thanked Xun Yuming in her heart, and was even more touched by Xun Yuming's encouragement, as if she had received a booster shot, her blood was boiling all over her body, but she couldn't utter a single word after a thousand words, so she could only say: "Thank you."
"you are welcome."
"You really encouraged me a lot." The profession of doctors has always been more male than female, especially for surgeons. When a woman stands in the hospital lobby, most people see her first reaction: This is a nurse.
It is not easy to stay in Xiwan Hospital. Zhang Keyan is the best student, but she is also struggling after work, "You know what people think of me. I don't say it on the surface, but the deep-rooted impressions and prejudices will indeed bring some problems. bothered."
Undoubtedly, she is lucky. She met a good working environment and joined a top-notch team. The colleagues around her, from Xun Yuming to Cen Ji, took special care of her and never looked down on her.
But this lack of self-confidence is always with us.
Xun Yuming smiled and said, "Don't let the world define you, you define the world."
Patting Mushroom Head on the shoulder, he took out his mobile phone, sent a message to Zhuang Yi, and went straight to the locker room.
Zhuang Yi went to look at Fang Buyu. The nurse didn't let him in just now, so he had to guard the door of the ICU, poking his head to peek inside.
Chen Linlin and Xiao Xu from the consulting room just came to visit. Zhuang Yi explained a few things about work to them and left early. He went to the parking lot to pick up the car, and drove directly to the door of the ward building. Xun Yuming was dressed neatly, with a milky white sweater and a light gray coat, looking high-end and cold.
He opened the car door, got into the co-pilot, and said, "I don't want to sleep at home tonight."
"Why?" Zhuang Yi drove past the railing in front of the hospital, turned right and entered the traffic flow. The night was slowly covered with neon lights, and the car was warm and quiet. "Didn't you just let me take you home?"
"I've thought about it and I'm not at ease." Xun Yuming was worried, "I still want to guard Xue Jiayan personally."
It was the evening rush hour, and there was a slight traffic jam ahead. Zhuang Yi stopped behind the red light and said in a deep thought: "Why don't you go home and eat first, so as not to worry grandpa. I'll take you back after eating, and I happen to have something to do."
"You are so late, what else is there?"
"Do you remember that international seminar I was planning to attend?"
Xun Yuming naturally remembered that he was going to Rome for a meeting, but because of a sudden gastric perforation, he had to give up the long-term preparation for the meeting and stay to take care of himself.
Zhuang Yi smiled and said: "Last time they only discussed some basic matters. They will hold a formal meeting in the United States in December and sent me an invitation. I didn't go before. This time I have to show face and prepare in advance."
"That's great!" Xun Yuming's eyes lit up, "Old Chen said to give me a week off, let's go to a meeting first, and then visit your grandparents, just in time."
"As long as you're not too annoying." Zhuang Yi looked at him, shook his head and smiled.
All the way home, Grandpa was already waiting at the dinner table, Aunt Feng left work early after cooking, and only Xiao Yang was with him. Xun Yuming went in and took off his coat, washed his hands and walked to the dining room, he saw a pot of boiled fish on the table.
"You can't eat too much." Zhuang Yi took a small bowl and filled him with two spoonfuls of fish, "It's too spicy, it stimulates the stomach, don't be greedy."
Grandpa also echoed: "Xiao Zhuang is right... yes, listen to him."
Xun Yuming actually likes spicy food, but he doesn't have the ability to eat it, so he can only taste it occasionally to satisfy his cravings, "There are not many peppers in this one, I have to go back to the hospital later, just drink more water at night."
"Still working overtime at night?" Grandpa frowned and said, "Too tired."
"No, there is a patient I have to watch." Xun Yuming took a bite of the fish and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'll catch up on sleep tomorrow."
Grandpa sighed, and asked Xiao Yang to make him a cup of wolfberry and chrysanthemum tea, and take it away later. After eating in a hurry, Xun Yuming took the thermos, and rushed back with Zhuang Yi overnight.
Zhuang Yi sent him outside the ward, handed him over to Fang Buyu, and went to the consulting room by himself.
Xun Yuming took Fang Buyu back to the duty room, there was a small compartment with two bunk beds for people to rest for a while. Fang Buyu was restless and couldn't fall asleep, and Xun Yuming was not in the mood to sleep. Instead, Xiao Zhao, who was on duty, slept in it.
Xiao Zhao's full name is Zhao Ziyang, and he looks upright, with a square jaw, high browbones, and looks quite steady. Xun Yuming never got to know him carefully, so while he was waking up, he asked him, "How long have you been in the hospital?"
"Almost six years." Zhao Ziyang was standing in front of the window, doing stretching exercises, "Sun Zhuo and I entered the hospital together, a batch earlier than Cen Ji."
"You are also young and promising." Xun Yuming said with a smile, "I see that you react very quickly today, and you are naturally suitable for this line of work. But you are a bit edgy, and the operation is relatively sloppy. If you have nothing to do, you can practice more stitching. Although it is inconspicuous Basic skills, but helps maintain feel and improves accuracy."
"Okay, thank you, Dr. Xun." Xiao Zhao had already secretly convinced Xun Yuming after seeing several of his operations, but he didn't say anything about it. He didn't expect him to mention himself.
Zhao Ziyang is not stupid, he knows that Xun Yuming's eyes are poisonous, his experience is deep, and what he says often hits the nail on the head. The more pertinent comments and suggestions are, the more they can help him. The hostility in his heart gradually eased.
He smiled at Xun Yuming, finished a chest expansion exercise, glanced out of the window, and gasped for a moment: "My God! What's going on there?"
"What's wrong?" Xun Yuming stood up and looked, only to see thick smoke billowing from the window.
"Is it on fire?" Fang Buyu said in surprise, "It seems to be a consulting room!"
Xun Yuming was startled, "Zhuang Yi!" and ran out.
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