"Doctor Xiaoji, the cut is crooked... let me do it." Mr. Wu lowered his head and said coquettishly.

Although the director said he was watching, Ji Xiang showed timidity as soon as he reached out his hand, and in the end he was sure to take the blame.

Ji Xiang slapped the knife on the side of the patient's leg, picked up the hemostatic forceps and began to concentrate on blunt dissection, ignoring Mr. Wu's words.

Mr. Wu was stunned, how did Ji Xiang do it, turning a blind eye and treating his words as farts!

The looks in the eyes of the circulating nurse and Professor Zheng could kill people. If the patient hadn't been sober, they would have started spraying long ago.

But even though she remained silent, the circulating nurse kept kicking stools and flat cars to make sounds to express her dissatisfaction, which filled the operating room with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

Director Liu frowned.

His mask moved, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't.

I always felt that Ji Xiang would not make such a simple mistake.

What has Ji Xiang done?

Not to talk about those mysterious and mysterious things, at least he does a good job in circumcision, he even performed cavernous body puncture surgery like a fairy, and he can even be Zhao Xiangming's teacher in interventional surgery.

Just like this, can one incision be made wrong?

Curved cuts are ten times more difficult than straight cuts.

Not to mention being a trained doctor, even if you go in by yourself, you still have to concentrate on making such a perfect curved incision.

Director Liu remained silent, watching Ji Xiang's every move on the operating table.

If anything goes too far, Director Liu is prepared to stop immediately to prevent things from developing in an uncontrollable direction.

However, the facts were once again unexpected.

Ji Xiang's skillful blunt separation was eye-popping, but as the subcutaneous tissue and muscle tissue were separated, something popped out.

"Holy shit!" Director Liu exclaimed.

"Keep your voice down, what are you shouting in the operating room?" the circulating nurse was still angry.

"Holy shit!" Professor Zheng also blurted out a national curse.

At this time, Mr. Wu was stunned and turned into a wooden man.

The anesthesiologist stood up and looked over, "Holy shit! What the hell is this?"

"Head." Ji Xiang lowered his head to operate and raised his hand to knock the pliers in Mr. Wu's hand, "Mr. Wu, please help me expose the surgical field, thank you."

Not using skills is troublesome, and now Jixiang has begun to miss the arrogant momentum when using skills.

But whether I can use it or not, Ji Xiang is really prepared to do it next time.

"Is this a big transformation into a living person?" Professor Zheng muttered to himself when he saw the surgical area emerging from his groin.

"Really? Doctor Xiaoji, please leave quickly." Director Liu said hurriedly. Then he saw that Mr. Wu was a little slow and turned around to brush his hands, "Doctor Xiaoji, wait for me."

Two minutes later, Director Liu put on sterile clothes and pushed Mr. Wu aside.

"I saw in the medical record that it was a severed injury. What is this?" Director Liu touched his head with his hand to confirm that the thing was not severed, and asked in surprise.

"I thought it was not a disconnection but a dislocation. In a car accident two months ago, it was squeezed under the skin of the groin due to a series of accidental circumstances." Ji Xiang said.

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Countless exclamation points popped up, and Professor Zheng's mouth made a loud sound, as if a mouthful of phlegm was stuck in his throat and was about to cause respiratory arrest.

He had seen the patient with his own eyes, but he never dreamed that there was something inside him, and that the severed head was actually hidden under the skin!

What the hell is this!

The circulating nurse felt something was wrong in the atmosphere on the operating table, so she helped Director Liu tie his clothes and took a look.

Just one glance, and her eyes almost fell off.

Before the operation, I clearly saw the patient being castrated due to trauma, and I felt sorry for the patient. The 21-year-old young man was now severely disabled. What would he do in the future?

What he never expected was that a curved incision was made with his hand. Dr. Xiaoji actually used blunt dissection and quickly took out what was hidden deep inside...

How is this possible! That thing can be hidden in the groin?

It doesn't make sense.

The traveling nurse put her eyeballs back in place and asked in as calm a tone as possible, "Director Liu, what's going on?"

"Didn't Dr. Xiaoji explain it?" Director Liu stretched out his hand to touch the surgical area and said with satisfaction after a few seconds, "There is blood supply, no necrosis, and you can live!"

The operating room was surprised and the depressing atmosphere was swept away.

Seeing a 21-year-old boy regain a new lease of life, it would be false to say that he was unhappy. Even if it had nothing to do with him, the doctors and nurses at the scene were all beaming with joy.

Ji Xiang started blunt dissection until the root of the surgical area.

Director Liu saw that the skin in the surgical area was full-thickness annular split from the root, the skin retracted to the distal end of the surgical area, the urethra was broken at the root of the surgical area, and scar tissue formed at the broken end of the urethra. He knew very well that what Ji Xianggang said was right.

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Let’s do the surgery first, and then we’ll talk about why we stepped down.

Ji Xiang reset the surgical area, removed the urethral scar tissue, and used 4-0 catgut to anastomose the urethral stumps.

"Director, can you survive?" Professor Zheng asked.

"Yes!" Director Liu said with certainty.

The patient had long been frightened out of his wits when he heard what the doctors and nurses were talking about. Then he heard Professor Zheng ask if he could survive. He misunderstood.

"Doctor, I'm not going to die, I just have some pus." The patient asked stammering.

"Hey, what are you thinking about? It's a great thing. You didn't lose that thing, I found it for you." Professor Zheng was happy, and all the previous complaints were wiped away.

"What the hell?"

"It's something to carry on the family lineage." Professor Zheng smiled and said, "I am repairing it for you now. What the director means...is to wait 3 days after the operation. If there is blood supply, it means there is no problem."

What he said was very conservative. After all, no one can say 100%. If you really get dizzy with joy and say 100% to the patient, that would be putting Director Liu on the fire.

"The diagnosis was dislocation of the surgical area and urethral rupture." Ji Xiang completed the catgut anastomosis and was very satisfied.

"Xiaoji, how did you conjure it up with magic? I was shocked when I saw it." Director Liu asked directly without any embarrassment.

"It was hidden under the skin of the groin due to trauma. I felt it during the physical examination. Mr. Wu took the patient for a B-ultrasound and found that there was something wrong. I opened it and took a look, and found that it was this thing."

Ji Xiang gave an ambiguous answer.

This answer cannot be said to be ambiguous, but saying it is equivalent to saying nothing and only stating the facts.

Director Liu knew it well, and when he saw that the "disconnected" and "lost" thing was sewn back on, although he had doubts in his heart, he was still overflowing with joy.

After all, he is a 21-year-old young man!

"Xiao Ji, Xiao Wu, please explain to the patient's family later and tell him this good thing."

"Director, please tell me." Ji Xiang replied.

"Um?"

"We said it because we were afraid that the patient's family would not believe it." Ji Xiang's eyes narrowed as if he were smiling, "You have rich experience and the patient's family has a high level of trust."
Chapter completed!