"I'm going to die if I hold my cell phone in my hands all morning!" The roar of the Hedong lion rang out in Liu Xuzhi's home. The sound was so loud that it echoed in the house of dozens of square meters, and the walls could be vaguely trembled.
Liu Xuzhi knew that his wife was hard-spoken but soft-hearted. He held the phone that was already heating up and said without even raising his eyes: "The meal is ready, wait until I finish watching the live broadcast."
His wife was a little confused. When did Lao Liu become so stubborn? She came to Liu Xuzhi curiously and saw that the operation was in progress.
As long as it's an operation, don't let those little goblins with long legs and big breasts lure away Old Liu's soul.
She was relieved to see that it was surgery. Old Liu is old, but he is still very knowledgeable. But what's the use of studying? Why not live in such a small house? It doesn’t matter how high his income can be.
For a Class A hospital in a remote area, interventional surgery is indeed too high-end. Not to mention the patients, not even the doctors here understand it.
Just as Liu Xuzhi's lover was about to move his eyes away, he saw the hemostatic forceps hitting the surgeon's radial process.
"You have to be beaten for surgery?" Lao Liu's wife was unhappy.
Liu Xuzhi watched with passion, and the hand holding the phone trembled slightly.
There is no doubt that the level of the artist is higher than mine. However, he is also a beginner in new tips surgery and will make mistakes, often and constantly.
And this kind of mistake is one of the problems that bothers me.
The hemostatic forceps struck Dr. Alan Smith's radial process, but it seemed as if they were striking himself. Liu Xu shivered subconsciously and almost dropped his phone.
But his Hedong Lion didn't hear anything at all.
Seeing Liu Xuzhi looking immersed in it, his wife didn't care and just nagged, "Old Liu, did you get beaten during the surgery?"
"If someone hits you, you would rather not undergo this kind of surgery."
"You are so old and you have to be beaten during an operation. I really don't understand what is going on in your dog's mind."
"Shut up!" The fly-like buzzing in Liu Xuzhi's ears became louder and louder. He didn't think of anything. Even the fear of his wife accumulated over decades could not stop Liu Xuzhi from watching the teaching surgery.
There were so many things he could learn from this operation.
Liu Xuzhi's wife was stunned. Is this her old Liu
When did this coward have the guts to talk to himself loudly? Who gave him the confidence!
He pointed his finger at Liu Xuzhi and glared angrily.
In his imagination, Lao Liu should come over and apologize with lowered eyebrows. As for whether you should kneel on the washboard after get off work, that depends on your mood.
However, nothing she imagined happened.
Liu Xuzhi didn't look at her at all. Instead, he was holding his mobile phone and watching the live broadcast of the surgery.
While looking at it, my left and right hands were still moving slightly, as if they were cramping.
"Why don't you use your cell phone!" Old Liu's wife roared, but Liu Xuzhi turned a deaf ear.
She was a little angry, but the couple had been living together for so long, and she still didn't know what kind of behavior Lao Liu had.
Wait until he watches the live broadcast before settling the score with him! Liu Xuzhi's wife thought to herself.
Liu Xuzhi had no idea that the danger had come, and the god of death opened his claws towards him. He was immersed in teaching surgery and could not extricate himself.
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Mu Tao stood in front of the screen, watching the live broadcast of the surgery, while moving his hands slightly like Liu Xuzhi from time to time.
Tips surgery should be done in this position, but Dr. Alan Smith was wrong, and he was afraid he would be beaten.
As soon as Mu Tao's idea came to his mind, the hemostatic forceps appeared like a summoned beast and hit Dr. Alan Smith's radial process.
There was a "pop" sound in the live broadcast screen.
The blow was not very severe, and Mu Tao knew that Boss Zheng's hemostatic forceps were different from Su Yun's. Boss Zheng just wanted to correct his mistakes, while Su Yun, who was like a woman, just hit people for the sake of hitting them.
Here again, Dr. Alan Smith is wrong.
The hemostatic forceps arrived again as promised and tapped on the doctor's wrist.
Mu Tao was a little proud. He should have learned it completely. He had made these mistakes before, but he would not make them again now.
Next step…
Next…
Mu Tao's surgery was very standard. After all, he had experienced using Boss Zheng's hemostatic forceps, and too many mistakes were corrected.
Therefore, Mu Tao was very excited when he saw it.
My level has reached the level of the Mayo Clinic, or even a little bit higher.
In fact, Dr. Alan Smith's surgery was very standard. Without hemostatic forceps, Mu Tao would not have been able to spot some of the mistakes.
It's just that this time, Boss Zheng's attitude is very strict, which can be said to be harsh in many cases.
Mu Tao didn't know why, he just followed and watched.
Suddenly, a simple operation led to the tapping of hemostatic pliers. Mu Tao was startled for a moment, but he didn't see any mistake here.
But Dr. Alan Smith quickly made a slight correction, and the surgery continued.
Uh... Mu Tao looked at the screen in astonishment, his surprise beyond words.
Is this the method there? He immediately began to think back.
In your mind, outline the anatomical structure between the portal vein and hepatic vein. Changes in technique will cause a series of changes.
Although the change is not huge, it is definitely a mistake.
If I were on the operating table, I might not know what mistake I made even if I hit it with the hemostatic forceps.
Dr. Alan Smith discovered the problem immediately.
Is this the gap between yourself and the world's first-class standards? Mu Tao's fingers suddenly stopped.
Wu Haishi noticed the slight changes in his proud disciple.
Mu Tao is very proud, and Wu Haishi knows this. Wu Haishi was also aware of the change just now. Although my reaction has slowed down as I get older, my years of experience have truly accumulated.
It can be understood, but it is difficult to be flawless. This is an inevitable rule, and Mr. Wu knows it in his heart. People like Boss Zheng are accidental and I cannot envy them.
Wu Haishi knew this in his heart, and his mood was very stable, without envy or jealousy.
The future belongs to young people.
Only when each generation becomes stronger can this discipline, medicine as a whole, the country, and the world continue to move forward.
If it stops at oneself, there will be no future or hope.
This live broadcast of teaching surgery came at the right time. It not only inspired Mu Tao, but also made him feel more stable.
The operation gradually came to an end under the constant tapping of the hemostatic forceps.
When one is over, so is the second.
The picture disappeared, and Mu Tao felt lost...
In many places and corners of the world, doctors who watch live broadcasts of surgeries have the same general thoughts.
In my heart,
Saw it.