Mao Chi was stunned for a moment and smiled helplessly.
He didn't know if Dr. Su would do this. He was probably joking. But who dares to bet on such a thing? What if you really want to add such a sentence
I heard that he publishes top-level SCI as if he were playing. If he really adds a random sentence in it... the possibility is even smaller, but who knows.
If it were to become a reality, would the Medical University Affiliated Hospital still be shameless
Seeing that Sun Chao's face was as suffocated as an eggplant, Mao Chi quickly smoothed things over, "Doctor Su, this is too expensive."
"You're kidding, Director Mao." Su Yun chuckled and was in a good mood, "Are you so serious when doing surgeries? Are you as serious as my boss? It would be too boring to do surgeries like this."
“…”
MMP! Sun Chao cursed inwardly.
"The pliers are all made of alloy. If the world is destroyed, they will probably still be there, carrying our memories, until they are discovered by a group of monkeys tens of millions of years later." Su Yun babbled, "Old Zhao, send the patient to ICU, I’m leaving.”
Zhao Yunlong found that he was the most innocent one.
"Old Zhao, what's that expression of yours?" Su Yun glanced at Zhao Yunlong and said, "It's very comfortable to lose focus when you're emptying your eyes. I recommend it."
After saying that, he walked away carelessly.
Lao He chuckled. He was in such a hurry today that he didn't even give himself time to recover before the operation.
With no luck, Brother Yun became much more active on the operating table.
Looking back now, it seems that the song of good luck has the effect of focusing Brother Yun's attention.
Every time I play this song as background music, Brother Yun will talk a lot less.
Boss Zheng is really powerful, everyone knows this!
…
Zheng Ren got off the stage and went to the operating room first to say a few words to Feng Xuhui.
Xiao Feng was always on call, and Zheng Ren knew how much enthusiasm and focus was put into it. After the operation was completed, I still felt that there was something wrong without saying a few words.
If he were in Haicheng, Zheng Ren wouldn't realize this.
The operations were performed one after another, and his stone was also changing bit by bit.
"Has Xiaojie's friend's lightning-like pain gotten better?" Zheng Ren asked while sitting in front of the computer, watching the images of Professor Rudolf Wagner performing surgery.
"It's better." Liu Xiaojie immediately replied: "After three weeks, it will be a little better every day."
"Just take your time. Fugui, come here." Zheng Ren said.
"Gah, boss?" Professor Rudolf Wagner, who had been standing next to Zheng Ren, said directly when he heard his name.
"You put in the venous filter. When you did this, there was something wrong with your hand shape, which caused it to be about 1 second slower." Zheng Ren said, "I've knocked on you many times. It's a habit left over from when I first learned surgery."
The professor was a little distressed, "Okay, boss."
"Forget it if you can't change it. Nothing is perfect. I can see that you hesitated, and it seems that your movements are not as smooth as before. It's harmless. You can do whatever you want next time." Zheng Ren quickly read the professor The surgery, confirmed, stood up.
"Boss, where are we going to eat tonight? Everyone is here today." Su Yun walked out and asked.
"Whatever, I don't care."
"Don't even leave, let's have dinner together tonight. Boss, you pushed back the dinner over there. I really don't want to see people from the Medical University Affiliated Hospital." Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren knew that it was not what the people at the Medical University Affiliated Hospital were doing, but that Su Yun did not go through the interventional surgery to remove the bullet that time, so he was angry at everyone at the Medical University Affiliated Hospital.
Maybe even their parking lot is not pleasing to the eye.
Su Yun needs a reason to criticize others
Not at all.
"I know." After Zheng Ren said that, he turned around and went out.
Feng Xuhui wanted to follow, but Su Yun pulled him back.
"Why are you following me? There are Dean Yuan, Principal Zhang, and Director Ye over there." Su Yun put his arm around Feng Xuhui's shoulders and said with a smile: "Are you going here like this to let Dean Yuan scold you? "
Feng Xuhui nodded quickly.
It was a rule made a year ago that consumables vendors are not allowed into the operating room.
Boss Zheng even brought himself in because he was doing meticulous work and Boss Zheng's reputation was getting higher and higher. Everyone turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.
But this is pretending to be confused.
He rushed over and shot the first bird. With a bang, most of his martial arts skills were abolished.
"Brother Yun, today's surgery was really fast." Feng Xuhui said with a smile.
"Uh, I forgot something." Su Yun said, "Take your phone and come in with me."
After saying that, Su Yun hurried into the operating room, put on a sterile glove, and began to play with the 12cm blood clot.
He first used hemostatic forceps as a reference and asked Feng Xuhui to take a photo. But ordinary people don't know the length of this thing. Then Su Yun found various reference objects and took pictures one by one.
"Brother Yun, what are you doing?" Feng Xuhui asked while taking pictures.
"This is a case report. It needs to have photos and solid evidence. Only those judges with eyes that grow to the back of their heads will think it's true." Su Yundao said, "And don't you think it's cool to take a photo with a blood clot?"
Feng Xuhui really couldn't relate to it.
But seeing Lao He joining in after finishing the work at hand, Feng Xuhui seemed to understand something. But what exactly he understood, he couldn't tell.
I am not a doctor, so it is really hard to understand the psychology of taking a photo with a 12cm long blood clot.
Lao He pretended to be casual and asked Feng Xuhui to ask for the photo with a smile, and added WeChat by the way.
"Lao He, you don't want to show off by posting on Moments, do you?" Su Yun asked.
"How could it be!" Lao He said.
Su Yun didn't believe it.
"Just the circle of friends is not enough!" Lao He raised his voice a little and said: "I have entered five anesthesia groups, and I have to send photos to each group!"
"Hahaha!" Su Yun laughed.
"This is a full achievement. The 12cm right pulmonary artery main artery thrombosis scared them to death!" Lao He clenched his right hand and looked a little excited.
"Xiao Feng, you see, this is an old man." Su Yun said to Feng Xuhui disdainfully: "The dream of an old man is to achieve the freedom of friends and WeChat groups."
"Brother Yun, don't say that." Lao He was not angry and said with a smile: "Someone used to show off a 6cm blood clot in the group, which was still broken. When I saw it at that time, I felt that their surgery The level is really strong.”
"Do you know now?" Su Yun looked at Thrombus and his voice became a little softer.
"No matter how strong you are, can you still be as strong as Boss Zheng?" Lao He said with a smile.
"The boss is not here, so you don't need to be so loud when flattering," Su Yundao said.
"Brother Yun, first of all, what I said is the truth. Secondly, Shen Du, I now use this word as my code of conduct." Lao He said seriously.
Su Yun shrugged, Lao He is hopeless.