695 The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves (Leader ynaB2)
The assistant walked out of the operating room and saw Director Chen sitting in front of the operating table. He was not surprised. He thought he was air and did not exist at all.
The man took off his mask and said, "I'll take a break, think about the surgery."
Uh... it's a man... Director Chen heard the voice and found out that he was actually a man.
After he took off his mask, Director Chen looked at it carefully a few times. He looked at it with a few rays of heroic spirit. He was really a man, not a girl. It was just that his face was too perfect and exquisite, so he mistakenly thought it was a girl.
What surprised Director Chen the most was the content and tone of his speech to Mu Tao.
This is Dr. Shang's tone, and this is completely a teaching operation.
It’s really... Mu Tao’s level has surpassed Wu Haishi. And the young man in front of him must be less than 30 years old. What qualifications does he have to teach Mu Tao?
"Young man, who are you?" Director Chen asked in a deep voice.
"Su Yun, Xie... from 912." Su Yun answered casually, then found a sofa and lay down directly on it.
"Mu Tao, the patient who has stepped down from the operation comes up. Call me, I'll take a nap for a while." Su Yun then yelled.
912's? So young? Looks like that, not even a doctoral student, and it is particularly likely that he is a graduate student.
"Su Yun, right? Who is your teacher?" Director Chen asked politely.
"My teacher? Union, I'm retiring. Now I'm following Boss Zheng, he's next door..." The voice of his speech became less and less. Before he could finish speaking, Su Yun's snoring sounded.
Not heavy, slightly snoring.
But I slept very quickly and deeply. I could tell at a glance that I was so tired and couldn't wake up even when I shouted.
Director Chen stood up in confusion and walked into the art room.
The door of the operation room was open, and a flat car was pushed in from outside. With the assistance of several volunteers, Mu Tao and the volunteers carried the post-operative patient onto the flat car and then the next patient was lifted up.
"Mu Tao, do you still know me?" Director Chen asked.
"You are... you are Teacher Chen." Mu Tao took a look and recognized him.
"Haha, it's rare that you still remember me."
"How could I forget? I heard your speech a few years ago and gave me a lot of touch and inspiration." Mu Tao said politely while starting to disinfect the patient.
"Who are you using the station with? How did I see him knocking you with hemostatic pliers?" Seeing that time was limited, Director Chen did not exchange polite greetings and asked directly out his doubts.
The oval forceps in Mu Tao's hand stagnated for a moment, and then he happily said: "It's Dr. Zheng's assistant Su Yun. I saw Dr. Zheng performing an operation, and I had some insights. But now he has no time and is in the emergency room for rescue, so he asked his assistant to provide me with a desk and teach me how to do it."
"..." Director Chen was stunned.
Is there someone to teach Mu Tao’s technique? And if the savage doesn’t come, he directly sent an assistant to teach him?
This world is so crazy, Director Chen is so confused.
"Teacher Chen, you can go to the next door to take a look. Dr. Zheng's surgical level is indeed first-class." Mu Tao said with a wry smile when he saw Director Chen's confused and confused expression on his face.
After seeing Zheng Ren's surgery, he could only see one. After all, he was not here to study, but to participate in earthquake relief.
There are so many patients outside, all waiting for emergency surgery, and wasting a minute is a crime!
Mu Tao was very sorry, and Zheng Ren also saw it.
So he asked Su Yun to provide Mu Tao with a table and teach him the surgery techniques.
Zheng Ren is confident about Su Yun.
This guy may have performed the surgery a bit slowly and cannot reach his own level, but for this shocking attribute that you will see twice...
It’s absolutely fine to teach Mu Tao.
Therefore, the two surgical rooms in the interventional catheter room of Pengxi Township Hospital became Zheng Ren and the surgical room was performed separately, and the surgical room of Mu Tao and Su Yun.
Director Jiang, his doctors and volunteers are responsible for transporting patients. Everything is in order and the number of patients is rapidly decreasing.
Director Chen still didn't believe it, but the operation was about to begin, so Mu Tao politely invited him out.
He turned around in confusion and walked to another surgery room. Why did he come to Pengxi Township Hospital before? He was forgotten by Director Chen so clean.
This is well organized, with patients' diagnosis and treatment and transportation, and it is obvious that there are experts behind the scenes. Director Chen's guidance is that he can't interfere, so it's better not to cause trouble at this time.
His mind is full of question marks, one after another.
Years of clinical experience tell him that Mu Tao's level is already first-class. But after Mu Tao's statement, it seems that Dr. Zheng has a higher level and is world-class?
Are young talents nowadays the same as the cabbage that doesn’t have money?
When did so many appear?
Director Chen came to another art room. When he passed by the lead door, the door opened and Zheng Ren's voice came from inside, "Next!"
Uh... Director Chen estimated the time, and it seemed that it was not long since he heard this sound last time.
He had an operation?
It's impossible.
Director Chen was full of doubts and quietly watched Director Jiang take someone to pull the patient out, press and stop the bleeding in the corridor of the operating room, and transport another patient to the stage.
The corridor is not spacious, and there are two patients who are pressing and stopping the bleeding, making it look even more narrow and cramped.
But Director Chen didn't care about this. He sat in front of the screen of the operating table and watched the operation intently.
This surgery is much smoother than Mu Tao's surgery.
At the beginning of development, the micro guidewire was sent outside the branch of the internal iliac artery, and then angiography was started to determine the blood vessel to be embolized.
Every step of super selection is so smooth, without any stuttering.
Not as cautious as Mu Tao, what Director Chen feels is only the word "proficiency".
Only by knowing how to use it, these four words are most appropriate to describe the surgeon's surgery.
In fact, when the operation reaches a certain stage, these four words can be described. It is only difficult to reach this stage.
Director Chen has worked for more than ten years but has not arrived yet.
Mr. Wu Haishi, who was far away in Pengcheng, probably hadn't arrived either.
The middle-aged and young technical backbone like Mu Tao must have not arrived.
Behind the leaded glass, why is the young man so skilled?
The five internal iliac arteries branches were selected one by one. After the embolization was completed, there was no flaw in the operation.
Even though Director Chen held a magnifying glass and searched carefully, and used the most picky eyes to find the problem, he could only smile bitterly in vain.
The operation was so good, Director Chen sighed and felt emotional.
It is said that the Yangtze River is pushing the previous wave, and I have been photographed on the beach.
Chapter completed!