The operation is very difficult. Zhou Congwen had many live operations in his previous life and was very clear about this.

There are incidents of live surgeries in all disciplines, and even the top surgeons have to hesitate repeatedly when facing live surgeries.

The familiar surgery was done during live broadcasts, and the technical level was greatly affected.

Even Zhou Congwen should try to perform live broadcast operations as little as possible to avoid intraoperative tension and anxiety caused by technical distortion.

Is Olida so brave now? And I'm looking for Pan Cheng for surgery...

Pan Cheng is a new professor in the imperial capital, with a very high level, and Zhou Congwen never hides this. But Pan Cheng’s shortcomings are that he has a bad temper and is willing to scold people. Basically, he will scold everyone, including anesthesiologists and circuit nurses, for one operation.

This is still the case where the operation goes smoothly. If it doesn’t go smoothly, all kinds of equipment will fly everywhere, and two sterile bags for one operation are not enough.

So Pan Cheng’s reputation in the circle is not very good.

During the operation, Zhou Congwen had seen any surgeon.

But Pan Cheng's swearing style was the only one I saw in his previous life. A few years later, even the doctors in Pan Cheng's department could not stand people like him and resigned one after another.

Find Pan Cheng to do live broadcast... Olida is really too brave, and Zhou Congwen is helpless.

"Xiao Zhou, this is a good thing, why don't you be happy?"

"I'm very happy." Zhou Congwen said coldly.

"..." Professor Chen didn't understand what Zhou Congwen was thinking, but he still invited, "Xiao Zhou, I'll do a live broadcast next weekend and you can take a look."

Shen Lang stood opposite, looked at Zhou Congwen with a surprised look, and then at Chen Houkun.

"The provincial thoracoscopy student committee will definitely be established soon, so I'll get you a member." Chen Houkun threw out a sweet cake, but Zhou Congwen was not very interested in it.

Shen Lang was really shocked this time, the student committee member! And it was at the provincial level, Director Wang Chengfa, not even the municipal student committee member.

Zhou Congwen smiled, "I'm just a medical doctor. The committee member is not suitable. The pressure is too great. Forget it. If I don't have to be on duty next weekend, do you think?"

On duty, Chen Houkun never thought that there would be such a thing, after all, he has not been on duty for a long time.

"I told Lao Wang, you go together." After Chen Houkun finished speaking, he pressed his shoulder against Zhou Congwen's shoulder and leaned closer and said in a low voice, "If you don't want to communicate with Lao Wang, I'll arrange for you to stay in another hotel."

Zhou Congwen was not thinking about Wang Chengfa, but what confused him was Olida's operation.

Live surgery is still rare in this era.

First of all, you have to find a patient, the full amount is free, and even subsidies are required. But it is not possible for any patient, it must be a simple mild patient.

Otherwise, what should I do if the surgery is slapped?

Secondly, he also needs to sprinkle hero posts, and I don’t know how many people Olida wants to find this time.

There are too many related matters, and Zhou Congwen is not optimistic at all. Not only is he not optimistic, he is ready to fail Pan Cheng's live operation.

Just as he was thinking, Wang Chengfa hurriedly walked back.

"Professor Chen, it's endometriosis." Wang Cheng said in a muffled voice.

Although the preoperative diagnosis was verified and the operation was smooth, Wang Chengfa's face was not full of joy, but instead a layer of blue-black.

Chen Houkun no longer talked about what he learned and began to suture the wound on the diaphragm.

When Zhou Congwen was an assistant, Professor Chen still felt like a divine help, but gradually he realized that it was not how high his level was, but the high level of the little doctor around him.

Wang Chengfa brushed his hands again, put on his clothes and was about to go on stage.

"Old Wang, why not..." Chen Houkun was looking at the screen and glimpsed that Wang Chengfa was already wearing clothes, and said helplessly.

It was difficult to say this, but he was reluctant to let Zhou Congwen be an assistant, so he barely stuttered to stop Wang Chengfa from coming up to "make trouble".

Wang Chengfa frowned. He felt more and more that he would be marginalized if this continues, and even Professor Chen could not invite him any more.

But he has a special status in the chest department of Jianghai City. Because he was extremely isolated because he was banished from the old director to feed rabbits in the early years.

If you don’t find someone to provide a guarantee, Wang Chengfa always feels that something is almost there.

Damn it, it was all Zhou Congwen's fault. Wang Chengfa glared at Zhou Congwen fiercely.

Wang Chengfa could not refute Professor Chen's words, nor was he willing to offend foreign aids in the provincial capital, so he could only expose his anger on Zhou Congwen.

He looked up at Shu Ye and saw that Professor Chen had stitched all the positions where he could see the liver, but the camera began to move, pointing to a smooth position.

"How can I help the mirror? Will it be?" Wang Chengfa curled his lips and said contemptuously.

"There is a micro hole here." Zhou Congwen responded lightly.

"Micro-hole? What to open..."

Before Wang Cheng finished speaking, he saw Professor Chen grabbing the diaphragm with long pliers. Then he gently pulled a 2-3 mm micropore in front of him.

The micropore is extremely small. Even though Chen Houkun had found it, Wang Chengfa still thought it was just an illusion. Because it was too small, Chen Houkun simply didn't sew it and put a titanium clip on it.

"Xiao Zhou, your eyes are so good." Professor Chen smiled and smoothed out. "I am older, my eyes are a little astigmatism, but I can't see such a small hole."

Wang Chengfa looked at the titanium clip on the screen awkwardly, not daring to speak anymore, even if he was unhappy.

No one wants to be slapped in the face, and Wang Chengfa has no tendency to shake M.

He was just depressed. Why would he be pressed on the ground and rubbed every time he wanted to cause trouble for Zhou Congwen? Shouldn't he, the director, pressing the little doctor to the ground and rub it?

But since the day Zhou Congwen photographed internal medicine in front of him, Wang Chengfa remembered that he had never taken advantage of the game against this young doctor.

It's really weird.

The operation continued while Wang Chengfa was puzzled, and two micropores were sutured and they began to soak and rinse with high sugar.

Wang Chengfa didn't even dare to question why he didn't use gauze to wipe his pleura. He stood behind Chen Houkun in a contaminated sterile clothing and watched the operation silently.

The final steps are completed quickly, chest closure, tube removal, and the operation is over.

"Old Wang, go to your office to tell me something." Professor Chen took the last stitch and turned around and stepped down, saying to Wang Chengfa.

"Oh? What's the matter?" Wang Chengfa was puzzled.

"Next weekend Olida organized an annual meeting, and the three northeastern provinces all came with a little fame." Professor Chen took off his sterile gloves and walked out of the operating room with Wang Chengfa.
Chapter completed!