"Doctor Xiaoji."

After taking the stage, Mr. Wu took the initiative to give up the position of the surgeon.

"Um?"

"The surgery is actually not difficult. Now that you have seen one, give it a try."

When Mr. Wu said this, his face turned red. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask on stage. Otherwise, if others saw his face turned red, they would have thought that Ji Xiang had done something to him.

However, just because he was wearing a mask, Mr. Wu felt that the temperature inside the mask suddenly increased, which made him feel a little hot.

"Thank you, Mr. Wu." Ji Xiang said calmly.

The two communicated in low voices. The circulating nurse and the anesthesiologist didn't say anything when they saw Ji Xiang standing in the surgeon's position.

The anesthesiologist curiously stood behind Ji Xiang with his hands behind his back, but felt that he was too tall and blocked his view, so he changed his position and watched quietly.

Normally, students can undergo surgery, but the most they can do is tie a knot, and the most work they do is smoking with a suction device.

Then there is the role of a member of the atmosphere team, cheering the practitioners on when they are chatting and laughing.

Occasionally, an operation will be performed under the supervision of a teacher, but it is always a first-level operation.

In front of me is a third-level surgery!

The anesthesiologist said nothing and watched silently.

As soon as he started, the anesthetist's hands were a little stiff. He felt that he was hallucinating.

The skill of the surgeon is skillful and far surpasses that of Mr. Wu.

Even if Director Liu, the best in lithotripsy in the Department of Urology, is invited to the stage, his performance may not be as good as that of this small-scale Pearson.

"What's wrong with you?" The circulating nurse caught a glimpse of the anesthesiologist's stiff movements and walked over and asked.

The anesthesiologist raised his hand and put it to his lips, making a silencing gesture.

The circulating nurse had some vague guesses in her mind. When the anesthesiologist signaled her to be silent again, she followed and watched the operation attentively.

It is recognized that the people who can objectively evaluate the level of an operator are anesthesiologists and operating room nurses.

Since the urology department started laser lithotripsy surgery ten years ago, the two of them have seen various professors and directors perform the same surgery.

Most people are like Mr. Wu, stumbling and unable to find the ureteral orifice, which makes people anxious.

However!

A scene that they couldn't understand soon appeared in front of them.

The pre-steps are completed step by step, and the speed is definitely faster than Mr. Wu, and it is fast and stable.

But what shocked them was that the junior trainee twisted the zebra guide wire and raised his hand for the next piece of equipment in just ten seconds.

This means that in just one attempt, he inserted the zebra guidewire into the ureteral orifice hidden in the folds of the bladder.

For Mr. Wu, the diameter of the ureteral orifice is 0.7cm, and it is impossible to find such a small opening in the folds of the bladder without looking carefully.

However, for this little Pearson, the ureteral orifice is like a sea or a black hole, which directly "sucks" the zebra guidewire in with its endless attraction.

This is done by surgery!

Speechlessness was like an infectious disease that spread very quickly. Everyone in the surgery room, including the equipment nurse who came on stage, fell silent.

They have seen a lot of surgeries, and they know who does well and who does poorly. They don't tell them face to face, but they know in their minds.

The operation performed in front of me can be regarded as one of only a handful in the history of laser lithotripsy in the Second Affiliated Hospital.

It's not even accurate to count them on one's fingers, it's to say they're one of the best.

Laser lithotripsy uses pliers to remove the gravel piece by piece. The surgeon's movements are very steady and the operation goes smoothly.

Under normal circumstances, when the operation goes well, the atmosphere in the operating room will be quite relaxed. People are chatting, complaining, and driving.

However, today's surgery was completely different.

Once the operation went smoothly, it was obvious to the naked eye that the skill of the surgeon was higher than Mr. Wu, and even higher than Director Liu of the Department of Urology of the Second Affiliated Hospital.

But no one was joking, it was as serious as a medical accident.

The air in the surgery room was solid, and it took all one's strength to get a breath of air.

The stone is removed, rinsed, a J-tube is left in place, and the operation is completed.

Mr. Wu looked at Ji Xiang blankly, while Ji Xiang looked at the system panel in the upper right corner of his field of vision.

The experience value has increased by 300 points, but the task has not changed at all.

It seems that Mr. Wu's talent is limited, and he will not gain much if he performs the surgery on himself.

How to teach him?

Ji Xiang was a little sad.

"Done?" the circulating nurse said hoarsely.

"Well, it's done." Ji Xiang held a few removed stones and walked to the patient to chat with him.

The remaining people looked at each other.

No one spoke because no one knew what to say.

If Director Liu did such a good job, he would definitely be flattered after finishing his skills.

To be honest, everyone is happy.

However, today a junior trainee completed a third-level surgery with a crushing attitude. What should I say?

The Department of Urology is a bunch of rubbish, and the director's surgery is not as good as the regular surgeons!

Anyone who has not suffered from cerebral thrombosis for more than 15 years cannot say this.

Listening to Ji Xiang and the patient talking and laughing, the speed was so fast that several experienced drivers were a little dizzy and they became more and more speechless.

From comforting the patient before the operation to the operation, and then jokingly telling the patient to drink more water after the operation, every move, word and deed of this little doctor is like a veteran professor who has experienced many battles.

He is still the kind of old professor who is a treasure of science.

It wasn't until Ji Xiang called for someone to lift the patient that Mr. Wu and the anesthesiologist woke up.

Mr. Wu helped Ji Xiang carry the patient into the car with low spirits and watched them leave. He had countless feelings in his heart, but he couldn't explain what they were.

"Mr. Wu, who is this child?" the anesthesiologist asked in a low voice.

For a moment, Mr. Wu didn't know how to explain.

After a moment of silence, Mr. Wu whispered, "A few days ago, there was a patient with severe burns who had no place to bury the needle, you know."

"I know. It's said that your old urology expert Tianwai Feixian from the imperial capital saved the patient's life by injecting a needle into the corpus cavernosum for infusion."

"It wasn't Mr. Gu from the Department of Urology who did it, but him."

"!!!"

"!!!"

The anesthesiologist and circulating nurse were completely dumbfounded.

"Did all of you in the urology department grow up eating shit?" the circulating nurse scolded, "I thought cavernous body infusion was a routine procedure."

The two sentences were neither spoken next to each other, it was very blunt, but Mr. Wu understood what the traveling nurse was saying.

"I had no idea that the corpus cavernosum could be used for infusion," Mr. Wu said honestly. "Theoretically, it is possible, but who the hell could have thought of this? Who is the thief?"

"Look at you, you can't talk about others." The circulating nurse said scornfully, "Today's surgery was good. It came down really fast. Mr. Wu, you can learn from others. If your surgery was so smooth, you wouldn't come up every time.

They all get looked down upon."

"..."

Mr. Wu was silent.

"Let's go have a cigarette." The anesthesiologist took Mr. Wu to the locker room to smoke.

In the dressing room, the anesthesiologist sat under the "No Smoking" sign, crossed his legs, took out two big clouds and handed one to Mr. Wu.

He took a lighter and lit a cigarette, but Mr. Wu shook his head.

The anesthesiologist lit the cigarette himself and took a deep breath. "Mr. Wu, to be honest, I didn't understand today's surgery."

"I think finding the ureteral orifice in the bladder with the zebra guidewire is the most difficult, at least that's what I thought before today."

Mr. Wu nodded, holding the cigarette in his mouth, his mind a little wandering.

"But that little kid of yours...is so awesome!"

"The smoothest laser lithotripsy surgery I have ever seen was performed by your Director Liu. It was so smooth. But compared with him, Director Liu's operation is simply inexperienced."

As someone who has never started, this description is considered an insult to Director Liu, but Mr. Wu knows this is a fact.

"Where did it come from? Has he done it before? It's not like that." The anesthesiologist asked doubtfully, "Your old Liu has performed 1,800 laser lithotripsy operations, but he is not as skilled as him."

"It's like you started practicing in your mother's womb, but you won't be so awesome."

"Oh, I didn't know." Mr. Wu said dejectedly.
To be continued...