Su Yun silently turned back to back, raised his hands in front of his chest, changed his position, and stood opposite Feng Jianguo.

Very angry.

Medical care is like this, and it depends entirely on level. It is not non-existent, but it will be despised by others.

The big hat that can't see a doctor is buckled on the head, and in the old saying goes, it's called someone's backbone.

Su Yun was also depressed. He usually stood upstream of the food chain and despised others, but at the boss, he was eaten tightly.

I finally found a "suspected" opportunity, but I was directly killed by the boss's line of one, two, three, four, and five.

Really angry.

"Su Yun, why do you, a doctor from a sane background, do gastrointestinal surgery so well?" Feng Jianguo asked with a smile, "Today, I see that Boss Zheng has released his speed."

"If you don't have enough skills, you shouldn't be able to use a good table?" Su Yun lowered his head and stretched out his hand. The nurse subconsciously held the needle and handed it to him.

Su Yun took the needle holder and started to close the abdominal cavity directly.

Feng Jianguo was slightly angry, and it was fine if Boss Zheng was fine. No matter what, the surgery was done well, and the diagnosis was particularly clear.

After the operation, the diagnosis is correct, so there is nothing to say.

But now I am locked up, and I am still fighting with myself?

How come they are all professors in the department of gastrointestinal surgery, and they really regard themselves as interns?

If it weren't for Boss Zheng...

Just as I thought of this, I hit Feng Jianguo's big tweezers with two "slap" sounds and hit the needle holder on the big tweezers in Feng Jianguo's hand.

"Tie knots." Su Yun didn't raise his head, obviously not feeling high.

Feng Jianguo was a little angry, but after looking carefully, he was a little confused.

The peritoneal incision is about 4m. The nine needles have been sewn, with a spacing of 0.5m, standard and neat.

At the corner where the most difficult to sew, Su Yun fell two stitches. The two stitches fell ingeniously, looked simple, but were very particular.

When the edges and corners are slightly worse, a raised corner will appear.

Regarding this horn, doctors have different names for it. Some are called rabbit ears, and some are called cow horns, but the meaning is the same.

If you stitch it like this, it may cause problems.

Feng Jianguo has been in gastrointestinal surgery for many years, and even if he handles this skillful problem, it will not be flawless.

What is important here is that the needles are like silk. After the tying is tied, the edges and corners are neatly as if they are not cut open.

He glanced at him and saw that Su Yun was using Line 1, and his heart was shocked.

The peritoneum is rarely sutured with thread number one.

Line 1 is too thin, and Line 4 or 7 is generally used.

Although the thread is thick and the foreign body reacts greatly, it is relatively more stable.

What does he mean?

Feng Jianguo was knocked and his hand was slightly slower. He vaguely heard a sigh from the opposite side. Su Yun held the needle device and patted the child on the leg. He picked up the thread scissors in his right hand, held it lightly in the palm of his hand, and began to tie knots on his own.

The fingers are light and Feng Jianguo helps to close the peritoneum and reduce pressure. The fingers of both hands appear on the peritoneum like a butterfly.

The first knot has to withstand a lot of tension. After all, abdominal pressure exists. The pressure involves both sides of the peritoneal incision, and the thread knot is very likely to break.

Even if Line 7 is not tied in a solid knot, and an accident occurs, it is not very rare to re-stitch it.

Feng Jianguo looked straight at it.

The operation is difficult and smoothly performed can reflect the surgeon's superb skills. However, this kind of "small job" is a surgeon's ability, and the details can better reflect super level and confidence.

Just as I was stunned, three thread knots had been tying out.

After a total of seven festivals, Feng Jianguo suddenly became nervous.

Don’t sew it yourself and you can’t get it. You won’t even have the knots to tie it.

This matter is causing trouble...

But if you want to tie a knot to Su Yun's level... Feng Jianguo's hands were shaking.

How dare I hold a thread scissor in my hand? It's so big.

After Feng Jianguo was devoted to his work and used what he had learned in his life, his condition was improved to the peak, and after finishing the two most beautiful knots in his career in his life, the thread scissors also arrived.

Silently, the thread knots are cut, and the thread tips left are just right.

The thread head should not be short, otherwise the thread knot may be dispersed. But it cannot be long. This is a foreign object reaction, and the fewer the better.

Seeing Su Yun’s extreme operation, Feng Jianguo was speechless.

So angry.

silence.

The peritoneum and muscles are sutured layer by layer. The patient is a child because he has less fat and does not have thick muscles, so the suturing speed is very fast.

"Su Yun, you are of good quality." It was not until the sewing that Professor Feng had time to sigh.

"What?" Su Yun lowered his head, focused on the Pi Yuan and asked.

Professor Feng Khan, he praised him himself and listened to him more.

Helplessly, I had to repeat it.

"You said, how did the boss, who was so cowardly, give a diagnosis so quickly?" Su Yun was still depressed, his mind full of confidence. He deduced the CT scan from the basic data of the abdomen x-ray flat film, and then gave a clear diagnosis.

“…”

Feng Jianguo sighed.

The other person's mind was not on sewing, and he was here for a while and he was in vain.

He was fully focused and was as if he was facing a great enemy, and he could catch up with Su Yun and half-la to stitch it.

This basic skill has not been practiced for ten or eight years, but it cannot be practiced...

Tsk! How many years have you practiced? Still not as good as Su Yun.

Thinking of this, Feng Jianguo sighed long.

This is a talent!

Judging from his age, it may not be ten years since he was a freshman in medical colleges.

I have been practicing hard for ten years.

After sewing, Su Yun lowered his head and floated away. When he went out, he happened to meet Zheng Ren and Director Wei.

"I said it's time to finish sewing." Zheng Ren said with a smile: "Director Wei, then we'll leave first."

"Zhang Weiyu also said, when will he have time to go to the Viagra store to sit? He made some good meat." Director Wei said: "He is sincere."

"I know, I know, I have time." Zheng Ren said with no thought at all.

He greeted Lao He, and the two of them went to change their clothes and went downstairs.

"Boss, what are you going to do in the afternoon?" Su Yun suddenly looked up and asked.

My black hair on my forehead was pressed by a sterile cap and lay on my forehead, feeling listless.

"Oh, it's already time." Zheng Ren glanced at it, lunch was already past.

Anyway, he wasn't interested in eating. He thought for a while and said, "I'm Mr. Cui coming to the emergency department to take a look."

Originally, Su Yun should have mocked him, but he couldn't sit still if he couldn't hear the flat car for a day or two.

But unexpectedly, Su Yun remained silent, put on his clothes and followed him.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"How did you do the diagnosis?" Su Yun asked directly: "I calculated it, it should be 12 seconds faster than me."
Chapter completed!