In the angry eyes of the machine maintenance staff at the Women's and Children's Hospital, Lin Yuan drove away as if he was running away.
Su Yun smiled slightly and didn't care. When he finally left, he turned back to wave and smile.
The small POLO can only hold 6 models, and there is no room for more.
On the way home, Su Yun suddenly remembered something - he wanted to carry the model upstairs? Don't scare people.
It’s really troublesome to get these things at home.
"Let's go somewhere first." Su Yun took out his mobile phone, turned on the navigation, and drove directly to the pork liver shop.
"Brother Yun, why are you doing this?" Lin Yuan drove according to the navigation, but still asked.
"You're such a pig-brained person, why don't you cook it together when it's time to eat hot pot?" Su Yun said disdainfully.
"If it's okay, will you tell me properly?" Lin Yuan said unhappily.
"What if you frighten someone when you carry the model upstairs?" Su Yun said.
Lin Yuan was slightly startled and glanced sideways at Su Yun.
"What are you looking at me for?"
"Brother Yun, you are afraid that the neighbors will misunderstand, so you should buy a dummy and go home." As he said this, Lin Yuan patted the steering wheel and laughed.
Su Yun was a little angry.
But Lin Yuan did express his worries. What if the neighbors saw this and thought he was a pervert
Tsk, tsk, I won’t be a human being anymore.
Su Yun felt relieved when he went to the pork liver shop and asked for a sack.
They packed the sacks one by one and carried the models home. The sack was for raw meat and had a fishy smell.
After everything was done, he left the sack with Lin Yuan and drove her away. Su Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, I was alert and actually met my neighbor on the road.
Su Yun had already seen some doubts in his neighbor's eyes, but that didn't matter. As long as he didn't see it, he could guess as much as he wanted.
Really, how can academic research be connected with inflatable dolls? People nowadays, can they be more simple
It was easy to handle when I got home. The models were not as heavy as the real ones. I carried them two at a time upstairs and back to the room.
An extra-large ironing rack had been prepared. Su Yun folded the model, closed the curtains, and turned on the small light.
Although it was a little inferior to the shadowless lamp in the operating room, Su Yun didn't care.
He heard his boss say that the threshold is the so-called feel.
Pretend to be a ghost! Su Yun habitually despised Zheng Ren in his heart, opened the surgical instruments he bought online, and calmed down.
Recalling the experience of his boss's operation, he knew it well. Then the surgical training began, with a sharp scalpel cutting the model's skin.
There was not much difference in the feel between the model and the real patient. While doing it, Su Yun thought about whether he should use public funds to buy a more realistic simulation equipment in the United States.
No blood could be seen flowing out after the incision, and it felt a bit awkward no matter what.
But that’s not important, you have to train your hand!
There are only 5 models, so use them sparingly. Leave at least 2 out, one of which is to ask the boss to do, and the other one is to try after reading it yourself.
Although there are only 5 models, Su Yun knows what threshold he wants to hit. This is different from most people. He is not ignorant, but has sharp and direct vision.
Time passed bit by bit, Su Yun moved very slowly, he cherished these models very much.
If nothing else, just moving back took a lot of effort. If it were like performing heart separation surgery at the Women's and Children's Hospital, all these models would be used up within an hour.
There were still problems with logistical support. Su Yun was doing surgical training and had already made up his mind that he must get a set of this equipment.
must!
Whether it's through Chu Nuangsai or Christian, we have to get a set back.
As for favors, that's the boss's business and has nothing to do with you.
These messy thoughts quickly disappeared, and Su Yun concentrated on the operation. The talent is already high, and it is no joke that you will know it after just one look.
I only know the operation process, but I don’t have a clue about many details.
He worked hard to restore the operation process, feeling the feel of the adherent intestine, its softness and hardness, and what kind of force should be used to separate it.
Just when Su Yun was concentrating on practicing surgery and vaguely touched the threshold, "Ding dong~" the doorbell rang.
Su Yun was startled for a moment. He had just entered that mysterious realm and was woken up from it. This feeling was really bad!
Normally no one rings the doorbell at home. Could it be that the idiot boss didn’t bring the key
Su Yun didn't want to pay attention, but Heizi kept shouting and seemed a little irritable.
It was really annoying. Su Yun put down the scalpel and went downstairs to the door wearing sterile gloves.
"Who is it?" Su Yun glanced down the peephole.
"Checking the water meter." A worker wearing property management clothing stood in front of the door.
Unlucky, Su Yun felt a hundred reluctances in his heart. After two hours of training, I finally had some insights, but was interrupted by someone checking the water meter.
It's not easy to find that feeling again.
He thought as he opened the door. Heizi's scream was loud and irritable, as if he was drunk and acting crazy.
As soon as the door opened, it was pulled open by a force, and then the black muzzle of the gun was pushed up.
"Don't… "
Before he finished saying the word "Don't move," Su Yun turned slightly, and the memory in his body burst out. Facing unknown dangers, he was as dexterous as a fox and as fierce as a tiger.
Heyin rushed forward, but at the last moment when the scalpel in his hand was cutting the man's neck with the gun in front of him, he suddenly stopped.
This is at home.
"I'm a member of the health care team!" Su Yun yelled.
The three policemen who were on guard were also dumbfounded, especially the one in front. The hair on his neck stood up. The scalpel was filled with cold air, making him feel that death was so close.
"Put the knife down!"
Heizi rushed forward, but Su Yun held him under his armpit with his left arm and blocked him behind him.
"Don't move. There's a misunderstanding. I'll slowly put the knife on the ground." Su Yun thought about it, and with a flash of lightning in his mind, he already realized what the problem was.
While slowly retracting the scalpel, he said gently: "I am a professor of 912 and a member of the health care team. Police comrades, please don't get excited. There must be a misunderstanding."
Su Yun slowly lowered his body and placed the scalpel on the ground. Su Yun let go of Heizi again, scolded him, stood in front of Heizi, and raised his hands.
This is a big deal!
"Someone called the police, saying that you killed someone and dismembered the body." An old policeman's face was a little pale, but he still said in a very serious tone.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." The smile on Su Yun's face was indescribably gentle, "Put your guns away and don't misfire. Although there is a small chance that there are bullets in it and it is loaded, but what if."
He was chattering.
"Don't be too tough. My dog is a military dog. I'm afraid even if it's fierce." Su Yun continued.
The policeman's expression became worse and worse, and he really wanted to punch him in the mouth.