Chapter 162

Chapter 162 calling a deer a horse

However, all the data in the system space has become the maximum value, that is, the broken system has also changed back all the exchange data that has just been blacked out.

What's wrong with that?

Chen Qun, who has scholar syndrome, thinks for a moment, but finds no problem. The system doesn't give the task, it seems that there is no reward. The last achievement was the heart of a doctor, but this time it has become the heart of a benevolent doctor, which is a great progress.

It seems that there must be a reward mechanism for abnormal doctors in this broken system. Maybe it can cultivate some T virus to play with.

While daydreaming, Chen Qun stares at the operating table. With the help of two foreign beauty assistants, Huang Haitao is working hard to separate the patient's joints. Huang Haitao's technique is very skilled. He is using a pair of blunt scissors to free the cartilage tissue. Many of the techniques Chen Qun has never seen before are simple and quick, and never muddle with water. In contrast, he has treated so many patients with systemic fractures, and the techniques he trained are totally wild. How to make them suitable and how to make them? The technical gap is not so big.

What surprised him most was that the two foreign girls also showed superb technical level, which was definitely not the kind of goods that even the femoral artery had to be searched for for for a long time. Even Chen Qun can see from their technique that another set of systematic and normative training methods is more delicate than Huang Haitao's method of opening and closing.

It's just a subtle feeling, but it's more reasonable, concise and time-saving than Chen Qun's own closed door method.

No wonder the original doctors have their own unique skills, which are probably their own unique techniques.

Stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade.

Chen Qun more and more with relish, feel that this femoral replacement surgery, he really learned a lot. In particular, Chen Qun can compare many seemingly superfluous and even casual actions with himself, and finally see what the purpose of doing that is.

He thought of the simplest surgical appendectomy, which was also a summary of more than 100 years of experience, and finally formed a simple and practical formula, as well as a special formula. Even if the novice interns are on stage for the first time, they can still find the appendix according to the experience summed up by the formula, and then remove it.

At the thought of this, his fingers also moved slightly, imitating Huang Haitao's surgical method, and began to practice.

Time in imperceptible in a minute past, the operation gradually ended.

Chen Qun is staring at the screen for fear that the harsh alarm will come back.

But this time it's obviously different. There was no accident when the patient was taken off the operating table.

Huang Haitao, as the chief swordsman, was greatly relieved at this time. He could not help looking at Chen Qun. He was convinced that this boy was beside him. Whether he was a Dharma protector or a guardian, his luck was against heaven. It seems that Xiao Qi is asked to sort out all kinds of data on the operating table of this gifted boy to make a complete big data statistics and see what records he can create.

"Dr. Huang's operation was very beautiful and highly completed. We were very surprised. We didn't expect that there were such powerful surgeons in the Far East. It's so pleasant to have an operation with you."

Just put down the hands of a beautiful woman, sincerely to Director Huang sent a big flattery.

Huang Haitao's not so handsome cheek was immediately flushed and blossomed into a beautiful Trumpet Flower. His face was hypocritical and modest, which made the next few little hens feel the difference between inside and outside.

There is adultery!

All people have come up with the common words of this network in their minds, and all kinds of reverie have come up.

"Xiao Qi, you take patients to the intensive care unit and wait for two hours."

A few little hens listen to each other, look at each other, we can see the heart of contempt.

Qi Hong was about to open his mouth when director Huang said, "I know you have something to do now. Learn from Mr. Yang. I'll call later and borrow you for half a day. Let's go! "

Looking at that as if throwing garbage like powerless wave action, a few little hens have a kind of unprecedented abandoned feeling. Plus two tall, blonde girls standing next to each other, this feeling is even stronger.

As soon as he walked out of the operating room, Ouyang Yang whispered.

"With new people forgetting old people, I finally know why we have to go to Mr. Yang to study."

Qi Hong rolled a beautiful white eye, coldly scolded, "little apple, you want to die yourself, don't involve us!"For the next half of the day, a few hens guarding the ICU ushered in the most relaxed moment in this period of time. They just need to sit in the monitoring room and leisurely look at the patients who are sleeping with almost no change, playing with mobile phones or dozing off.

Chen Qun knows that Huang Shiren's basic purpose is to let him deal with the various complications of patients. His surgical skills can be of great use.

Seeing that his ability was recognized by his teachers and colleagues, Chen Qun was not very happy. Instead, he concentrated on reading the books on cardiac bridging surgery. In addition to Qi Hong's quick keyboard tapping, Ouyang Yang's mobile phone playing games is the only sound in the room. It looks peaceful and peaceful. It has a good charm of years.

Chen Qun remembers that the last task out of the system has not been completed. It's also to treat the sick and save the people. He can't be a good doctor if he doesn't pay attention to the other. Recalling that the patient's symptom was a thrombus in his heart and blood vessels, he only needed to remind Mr. Yang that he could solve the problem.

The crux of the problem is how to prove the existence of thrombus around the heart and blood vessels?

As soon as he thought of this, he had a flash of inspiration in his mind. He suddenly thought that he had master skills in watching movies, whether it was the comrade in arms of president Liu or the patient Mr. Yang took over. There is no possibility of misjudgment. If it is ignored, the only reasonable explanation is that the symptoms are very mild, covered up by other organizations, or even ignored.

Otherwise, with a little bit of his reputation, if you want to correct Mr. Yang's mistakes face to face, it's like self expansion. Not only does it not play a positive role, it's a mistake.

Now there is only one way, that is, to point the deer as the horse, to tell lies with eyes open, to take a circuitous route, to trick a big influential figure to come forward, and to persuade president Liu to have a blood clot test.

He happens to know the only such a big man!

Su wanting, CEO of Pacific Airlines!

What we have to do now is to take the patient's pathological photos and make up a thrombus out of nothing. Anyway, the overbearing female president doesn't know much about medicine, and she happens to have a bad eye for herself. Why don't she make use of it.

Hi, medical affairs need to be solved outside of medicine. Is this an unprecedented psychotherapy?