"Old Huang is really that powerful?" Director Han said to himself.

He knew that Mr. Huang was very good, but this was a cross-professional surgery. If it was done better than a gastrointestinal surgery expert, Director Han could still imagine it.

But according to Director Geng, this is no longer a little better, but a completely different thing.

This is a bit unintelligible. Mr. Huang is a top boss in his major, but he is also a top boss in his cross-professional period...

"Do you don't know," said Director Geng, "Didn't I just say that I had surgery on the patient last year?"

"What?" Director Han asked.

"That's all beautified." Director Geng didn't feel any embarrassment. He sighed, "I will have nightmares when I think of that surgery now."

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"You see, I am also a top expert in gastrointestinal surgery. If I don't brag, my level is indeed slightly worse than that of the imperial capital and the magic capital, but there is no essential difference." Director Geng said seriously.

Director Han nodded and pretended to be true.

"I can do whatever they do, and I can do it with pancreatic duodenectomy, and the postoperative discharge rate is 100%.

"If there is a difference, it only depends on the time and degree of detail of the operation. Those who are better than me are not as good as I can finish it one or half an hour earlier, and there is no essential difference."

"But you know..."

Director Geng rubbed his hands, as if he was thinking about what he wanted to say.

Director Han did not urge him, but thought about something.

"Let me put it this way, the simpler the surgery, the more powerful it can reflect the awesomeness of a surgeon. For example, appendicitis is simple enough. If the interns care about it, they will put one before leaving, so that they can experience the surgeon's feelings."

"Yes." Director Han nodded.

"But if you really encounter difficult appendicitis, it will be a mess. The kind with gangrene is simple. If you want to find the appendix in the cavity, just stroke the intestines and go find it. Once I encountered an appendix in the cavity, I was worried that I could pierce my head into the patient's abdominal cavity and hit it to death."

"What happened later?"

"You can't stroke too much even if you stroke the intestines. After the operation, intestinal adhesions will be fatal. Just bite the bullet and touch it a little..."

Director Geng said, shivering.

But then he thought of something even more difficult and smiled bitterly, "Han Chu, this is just appendicitis, the most difficult thing is intestinal adhesion. We are not blowing, I use blunt scissors to loosen the intestinal adhesion, which is also well-known in the province."

"The subordinate municipal hospitals cannot get out of Taiwan, so I have to ask me to rescue Taiwan three or five times a year. How about my old Geng going? Which patient stumped me?"

This is true. Director Han knows that Director Geng's level is second to none in the province.

"But I dare not drive the patient in front of me. I did it for seven hours a year ago. There were at least 8 places where the bleeding occurred during the operation and 3 places where the intestinal tract torn. I was lucky after the operation, and the patient recovered in the end after the abdominal infection."

"But I guess the intestines inside the patient have become a lump and cannot be solved."

Yituo, this adjective... Director Han sighed. Just a lump to describe the intestine, he could imagine the situation in the patient's abdominal cavity.

"I definitely can't do it, and it doesn't make sense to open it. Patients may die on the operating table. Isn't this Mr. Huang? I won't go there." Director Geng said, while protruding his head into the operating room.

Seeing Director Geng's anxious look, Director Han said, "Old Huang is sure that can be completed?"

"Director Han, there is no certainty in the operation." Director Geng said, "If Mr. Huang can't do it, the patient will be dead. The last time he was discharged from the hospital, what a fuck!"

Director Geng said, cursing hatefully.

"I have been reminding you not to swallow anything alive. Why is he still seeking death by himself? Who can you blame him? I will save him this time and maybe come again in a few months."

"I will definitely make it clear to the patient and the patient's family after the operation." Although Director Geng said in person that Mr. Huang may not be able to complete the operation, the meaning of his words and words is that Mr. Huang will definitely be able to do it.

Director Han smiled slightly and returned to the surgery room with Director Geng.

The doctors in the thoracic surgery department, including several professors in the group, gathered together, and Zhang You stood aside and silently looked at the ancestors of the cardiothoracic surgery department in a daze.

"Go and brush your hands and put on your clothes." Zhou Congwen stood in Ichisuke's position and glanced at everyone. "After a while, the boss solved the problem, and everyone came up to see the feel of it. It took about ten minutes to know how to cherish it."

Director Geng didn't look for anyone else, so he moved the tallest pedal behind Mr. Huang, and looked down at the art area condescendingly.

Other cardiothoracic surgeons and professors looked at each other.

However, Shen Lang was not polite and moved a footstool and directly grabbed Zhou Congwen's good position behind him to see the operation.

Disinfection of the surgery area and wipe the iodine in dry gauze. Everyone thought the surgery was very strange.

It is normal for others to perform large surgery. Laparoscopy and other types are auxiliary procedures. Those with slightly difficult problems must be used in the most primitive way.

But Zhou Congwen only had laparoscopic surgery, even including bypass, and the valve change was minimally invasive, so he didn't get a major surgery.

This time, not only will I have a major surgery, but also an abdominal surgery.

The scene was once strange and made everyone feel like they were dreaming.

Director Han sat firmly on Diaoyutai. He did not find a good location to see the operation, but just stood next to the anesthesiologist Liu Wei.

The location here is also good. Although the details are not visible, you can know the approximate steps of the surgery.

Zhou Congwen took the scalpel into Mr. Huang's hand and cut it down with one cut, and the incision was about 15cm.

The dry gauze was pressed on the incision as soon as possible. The moment Huang Lao opened the skin, Zhou Congwen had already started using electric burn to stop bleeding.

If it were someone else, Director Han would definitely nod and praise him. He had a tacit understanding of cooperation and his assistant was of good quality. But this was Huang Lao and Zhou Congwen, everything was right.

The abdominal cavity was opened layer by layer, and the peritoneal protection was protected. Huang Lao reached into his hand. At the same time, Zhou Congwen used a big bend hook to open the operation area with his left hand, and his right hand also reached in.

Well……

Everyone was confused when the operation was done.

Director Geng occupies the best position, right behind Mr. Huang, but he can't see anything.

He stared at the wrists of Huang Lao and Zhou Congwen in the operation area. He could only see their wrists moving slightly, but Director Geng didn't know what their hands did in the patient's abdominal cavity.

As he watched, Director Geng burst into tears.

"When I was a young doctor, I had to put a pen on the door beam of the operating room when I encountered particularly difficult operations." Huang Lao said suddenly.

"Boss, you are a feudal superstition." Zhou Congwen smiled.

"This is an ancient custom, how could it be feudal superstition?" Huang Lao said disdainfully.
Chapter completed!