Dr. Alan Smith, who looked like a piece of paper, came to the operating room surrounded by his doctors.
It's just that he looks different from earlier.
They are all as thin as pieces of paper. They don't need to be blown by the wind. If you walk a little faster, they will float. But he was very haggard, with blood-red eyes and dark circles. He looked like a giant panda without bamboo to eat.
Dr. Smith seemed to be thinking about something, his eyes were empty. Only with the help of his assistant, he came to the operating room smoothly. He didn't get lost or bump into the door, his whole body was embedded in it.
If that's the case, it might be very joyful, Zheng Ren thought in his mind.
"Dr. Smith, the operation is about to begin." Zheng Ren said.
After hearing Zheng Ren's standard New York emphasis, Dr. Smith stood still, his eyes continuing to be empty, looking at Zheng Ren as if he was suffering from Alzheimer's disease.
It's not a physical resemblance, but a spiritual resemblance.
Zheng Ren was dumbfounded. He carefully looked at the system panel behind Dr. Smith several times and made sure that he did not have a diagnosis of cerebral infarction or Alzheimer's disease. Then he felt relieved.
What's going on here
Dr. Jack was a little embarrassed. He came to Zheng Ren and was about to explain when Dr. Smith suddenly woke up.
"Dr. Zheng, I understand!" Dr. Smith's empty eyes suddenly filled with energy.
"Ah?" Zheng Ren was startled.
"So that's what happened." Dr. Smith said excitedly: "Look, your anatomy and explanation are the best in the world!"
Oh, it turns out this guy has been thinking about tips surgery.
No wonder, it's been less than 24 hours, and it's normal that he has been thinking about it.
Except for Su Yun, no one can tell it at a glance. Zheng Ren smiled and looked at Dr. Smith.
"Dr. Zheng, I can't wait to start the operation!" Dr. Smith clenched his fists with an impatient expression on his face.
"Okay." Zheng Ren responded, turned around and asked, "Su Yun?"
"What's the matter?" Su Yun knew there was something serious, so he put away his phone and looked at Zheng Ren.
"Let's finish the consumables issue here."
"This side is very efficient. It's finished. I see that Xiao Feng brought just enough things and is asking his colleagues from the International Department to deliver them here." Su Yun handled the work without leakage.
"Oh, that's good. And..." Zheng Ren was a little embarrassed.
Su Yun was slightly confused, but then he realized.
"The matter of hemostatic forceps will be written into the agreement in the future. If you agree to the teaching operation, you will have to bear the beating of the hemostatic forceps. After signing the agreement, you don't have to be so embarrassed and let go. Boss, don't worry, I will take care of it right away. ." Su Yun took out his notebook and began to re-write the terms in front of everyone.
Because the two were talking in Chinese, Dr. Smith, Dr. Jack and others stared blankly, having no idea what they were communicating.
Only Professor Rudolf Wagner looked at Dr. Smith and smiled.
"Let's start the surgery!" Dr. Smith said hurriedly without caring about anything else, suppressing the excitement of just understanding the new tips surgery.
"Don't worry." Zheng Ren said, "Are you going to resist the beating?"
"What?" Dr. Smith was startled.
These words were purely translated. Due to the differences in national conditions, languages, and locale environments, to Dr. Smith’s ears, they were similar to the provocative words used by the group of people on the streets of Chicago before the fight.
What does it mean
He was suddenly confused.
"That's right." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Some things can be completed through teaching and explanation. But some things can only be known by doing the surgery yourself."
This is something that all surgeons understand. Dr. Smith doesn't know what Zheng Ren means by saying this "nonsense".
"The new tip surgery involves different techniques from other surgeries, so in order to correct the wrong habits you have developed in previous surgeries, I usually like to use hemostatic forceps for teaching." Zheng Ren said seriously.
In an instant, Dr. Smith immediately understood what Zheng Ren was going to say.
His face became ugly, but his thoughts flew and he looked around. Everyone who saw his falcon-like eyes lowered their heads.
There should be no problem. They are all doctors under my own command. It is worthwhile to be able to learn the new tips surgery method as soon as possible after being knocked a few times.
Hesitating for less than a second between being tapped by the hemostatic forceps and learning new tips, Dr. Smith made his choice.
A promise is a promise, and a document must be signed. This is what Su Yun said, so as not to become angry and cause any unpredictable consequences.
Anyway, Su Yun wasted no time in doing it. Zheng Ren and Dr. Smith started to change clothes and watch the X-ray before the operation to determine the puncture point.
After some communication, Dr. Smith gained a deeper understanding of the surgical decision-making.
Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner performed three operations in a row, and their cooperation was very tight, like a machine.
No matter what the patient's condition is, the operation is almost every 15 minutes, with few changes.
After 3 surgeries, Dr. Smith has a deeper understanding of the new tips surgery.
After a cursory glance at the agreement brought by Su Yun, Dr. Smith signed it happily and stood aside.
Someone brushes and disinfects hands, and assistants complete the preoperative preparations. Zheng Ren felt a little emotional, this air of arrogance is really big.
It is estimated that Dr. Smith has not disinfected patients for many years. It was just like in Haicheng, when he and Fuguier turned around and stepped off the stage, and no one applied pressure to stop the bleeding.
As a magician, there are things that a magician should do.
Zheng Ren didn't say anything. He brushed his hands, put on clothes, waited for the disinfection to be completed, laid out the sterile sheets, and then stood in the assistant's position.
Dr. Smith was a little excited and nervous, and his hands were shaking slightly.
The new tip surgery opened a new window for him to see another world.
In this world, there is more than just tips surgery. More, it is another interpretation of the image. Connected with anatomical structures, giving him a deeper understanding and knowledge.
The young doctor was a genius, or so Dr. Smith thought.
Recalling the entire process of working backwards from the paper in New England Magazine, he felt a little emotional. If it hadn't been for Dr. Zheng being invited to the Mayo Clinic to perform a damn surgical operation, I'm afraid that another year of research would have yielded no results.
By then, the new tip surgery has been launched all over the world, and I will be far behind. World number one? That's the Mayo Clinic, not yourself.
Fortunately, the goddess of luck was on her side and met Dr. Zheng at the most critical moment.
Just as he was thinking about it, the radius bone of his right hand suddenly made a "pop" sound.
A stinging pain came, Dr. Smith's thoughts were interrupted, and he was also startled.
"My hands started shaking before the operation even started, which is not good."