Mu Tao was stunned.

What is Zheng Ren talking about? Amputation surgery? He intervened... No, Zheng Ren was born in a general.

In small hospitals in some places, general surgeons also undergo amputation surgery like almighty doctors.

Not from a professional background, the way is really wild.

But can he really do it?

As soon as the thought came out, Mu Tao immediately laughed. If he couldn't do it, who else could do it?

Seeing Mu Tao being a little stunned, Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Teacher Mu, thank you for your hard work in the future."

"Doctor Zheng, don't let the teacher shout, you're so embarrassed." Mu Tao smiled bitterly, "The peak period for sending the wounded on the front line has passed. Occasionally, there are some wounded people who need to be intervened in embolism, and I can handle it myself."

After Su Yun knocked with hemostatic forceps, Mu Tao also made great progress.

The time for his interventional embolization surgery for severe pelvic fractures has dropped rapidly from about an hour to 40 minutes.

Mu Tao can feel the progress of his technical level.

He also found it very magical. Although he had to endure the constant sarcasm of the chatter assistant, it was all worth it.

Mu Tao and Zheng Ren were polite and saw Zheng Ren waiting for Su Yun to step down.

Inside is Su Yun and Liu Xuzhi's matching table, and the operation has come to an end.

"Doctor Zheng, you are working on the Nobel Prize Project." Mu Tao confirmed for the last time.

In fact, it doesn’t need to be done at all. Mu Tao heard about Zheng Ren calling for prosthetics before. Moreover, he was well-informed at Mayo Clinic and had known about it for a long time.

But when others say that, it is different from Zheng Ren's direct admission.

"Yes." Zheng Ren looked at Su Yun's super-selected movements on the screen, and moved his right hand slightly.

Mu Tao captured this detail and smiled bitterly.

It turned out that the sarcastic Su Yun had learned from Dr. Zheng that he used hemostatic forceps to knock people.

Su Yun's technique just now was indeed flawed. Although it didn't affect anything, Zheng Ren always wanted to knock him a few times.

Su Yun had an operation in the operating room, and Zheng Ren couldn't beat him even when he stood in the operating room, but the subtle movements on his hands exposed his thoughts.

"I read the documents you published, but I didn't understand some questions. When the earthquake relief and disaster relief are over, can I see if I can go to 912 for advice for a while?" Mu Tao asked.

This question is a bit straightforward.

However, after the surgery these days and nights, Mu Tao has also become accustomed to the simple, rough and direct style of the front line.

He didn't have time to think about the various tricks in people's hearts, and he was sure that Zheng Ren would not refuse him.

"Well, you are too polite. Go and discuss together." Zheng Ren said casually.

As he said that, Su Yun's last super selection ended, embolization, angiography confirmation, and duct removal.

Su Yun walked out of the art room, and he had long seen Zheng Ren sitting here through the leaded glass.

After coming out, Su Yun asked, "Boss, if you don't have surgery, you can't go to sleep for a while? Do you really think you are an iron man? People say that birth, old age, sickness, death, life, life, life, life, life, life, life, life, life, life, life, and death should be fast. Boss, you don't touch the first few things, so you are ready to die quickly?"

"..." Mu Tao felt much more comfortable.

This guy Su Yun not only criticizes himself, but also criticizes his own boss.

Zheng Ren had long been used to the way Su Yun spoke, and didn't care. He just smiled and said, "I just received a call from Director Chen who intervened in the Provincial Court, inviting us to go there."

"The Provincial Courtyard? Is the thin and dry old man?" Su Yun asked.

After hearing what he said, Zheng Ren remembered Director Chen's appearance and nodded.

"Boss, let me tell you, do you want to do thrombosis and amputate on the hybrid operating table?" Su Yun asked.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Su Yun took off his sterile cap and sneered: "The surgery can last twenty days. If you do this again, you will probably die suddenly in three days. It is said that the medical team has come up later, so you must not be like Director Jiang. If he falls down, you can surgery him. If you fall down, you can only watch you die."

"I will have a rest." Zheng Ren said: "You can sleep for a while on the road. Besides, aren't you there?"

"It's useless for me. I'm learning cardiac bypass surgery. Now how many people are doing it? Dr. Mehal's difficult coronary embolism has been done with grinding. Boss, do you know that you did this to make me desperate in cardiac surgery." Su Yun's thinking jumped very quickly. After throwing a sentence, he turned around to change his clothes.

Liu Xuzhi had just sent the wounded out of the surgery room and walked into the door. He heard this.

Su Yun and Zheng Ren passed by him. Liu Xuzhi thought about it and didn't understand what Su Yun meant.

"Teacher Mu, where are they going?" Liu Xuzhi was a little reluctant to let Zheng Ren go, but now it is the emergency rescue period, so he cannot interfere with Zheng Ren's work.

"Go to the provincial hospital and have a thrombus + amputation surgery." Mu Tao said this at this time, but he didn't believe it.

Isn't this nonsense for an interventional doctor to go straight to undergo a hybrid surgery shirtless?

This Dr. Zheng really took his own path and left others with no way out.

"Teacher Mu, Dr. Su's coronary artery grinding just now? Will Dr. Zheng still do this?" Liu Xuzhi asked in confusion.

"I don't know either." Mu Tao held his glasses and smiled: "But he probably should do it, and he did it very well."

"Well……"

Mu Tao still remembers that he told Liu Xuzhi that Su Yun dared not to argue with Zheng Ren. It seems that the frequency is less, so there is no place to dare.

...

Zheng Ren and Su Yunqi changed their clothes and stayed in Pengxi Township for nearly three days and three nights. Finally, they passed the peak period of the wounded.

It was originally a particularly fulfilling thing, but when Su Yun thought of going to the provincial hospital and having a large number of wounded soldiers waiting for treatment, he felt a split headache.

His physical fitness was good enough, and he exchanged surgery with Mu Tao and took time to rest, but he couldn't stand it anymore.

And what about Zheng Ren? Almost all of them were wearing lead clothes for three days and three nights. How did he survive?

Su Yun even had the idea and used the most primitive stick to knock down Zheng Ren and let him take a good rest. After all, the subsequent medical team could be transported in at any time to replace the work of the local doctors and the first medical team in Rongcheng. If he fell down at this time, it would be a lot of thanks.

"I'll sleep on the road later. When I'm there, you can call me." Zheng Ren said while changing his clothes.

"It seems like I don't sleep."

"Tell Uncle Ning, let him arrange the wounded person on this side as appropriate." Zheng Ren said.

"I understand." Su Yun waved his hand, very impatient.

He seized the time to change his clothes and began to contact Xie Ning.

Xie Ning, who had become the chief steward of Pengxi Township Hospital unknowingly, did not say anything when he heard that Zheng Ren and Su Yun were going to the provincial hospital, but just arranged a spacious private car for them.

Let them sleep as comfortably as possible, and Xie Ning can't help the rest.
Chapter completed!