"Director Wen, that's not what he said." Liu Wei was unhappy and he directly retorted, "The laparoscopic surgery is indeed fast and has little trauma."

"That's what we have to do," Director Wen said disdainfully.

"How do you know you can't do it?"

Liu Wei is from the Department of Anesthesiology, and Director Wen cannot take care of him.

The most important thing is that Liu Wei has a very good level and is outstanding in the Third Hospital. Director Wen is unwilling to offend him for nothing. He glanced at Zhou Congwen and the two stopped arguing.

"I'll go and brush my hands." Zhou Congwen's eyes kept staring at the ECG monitoring, and seemed not to notice the entanglement between Liu Wei and Director Wen. He turned around to brush my hands.

Each of them is disinfected and placed aseptic sheets. Only one device nurse is standing regularly in the patient's leg position.

But two instrument tables were opened.

"knife."

"knife."

Zhou Congwen and Director Wen said at the same time.

"Don't worry, just myself!" The instrument nurse hurriedly prepared, "Don't worry."

She first slapped Director Wen with a knife, and then gave him a hemostatic forceps with iodopy gauze.

Director Wen cut it down along the left outer edge of the rectus abdominis muscle with one-size-fits-all surgery. "Each surgery has its own scope of application. A laparoscopy can only be said to look good, and a slow diagnosis surgery... I can't even do it even if I catch up with the serious adhesion inside."

Zhou Congwen took the knife and listened to Director Wen DISS himself in his ears. He narrowed his eyes and seemed to be smiling.

"After entering, I felt red and I couldn't see the field of surgery at all, and the surgery could not be done at all. What is this called, it's called hasteness and inability to achieve. In the end, it's not like it, and I have to change the surgery and open my chest honestly."

Director Wen said, but his hands were not slow. He cut open his skin, burned the skin to stop bleeding, and began to separate bluntly.

Since the Third Hospital entered the electric firing equipment more than a month ago, it has received great praise. All used surgeons have said that the surgery has become easier.

Director Wen also likes it, "Although electric burning is also a new device, it is a good thing. What is good? Practical means good. Unlike a laparoscope, it is expensive and it is not practical at all."

He asked for two appendix hooks and handed them to his assistant to pull away the muscles, and continued to stop the bleeding while wandering.

Amid the sound of electric scalp, Director Wen continued, "With electric scalp in the belly opening, it can save 5-10 minutes, and the bleeding volume is 50-100 ml less. This is practical."

"Xiao Gao is willing to think about those useless things. The laparoscopy is stumbling. After several months, I haven't seen any benefits. He did an appendix removal with one hole, and I cut off the appendix with the same hole. I did not use it, and it was useless."

“Prepare for peritoneal protection.”

Director Wen said while nagging.

Today was anesthesia performed by Liu Wei. It was not hard at all. The patient was soft and Director Wen was very smooth.

He couldn't understand why Liu Wei helped Zhou Congwen speak because of how much thoracic surgery was done? But he was the director of the department and the director of the University of Surgery. What was Zhou Congwen?

His spirits are always unhappy, so Director Wen concentrates his mind for the operation, preparing to teach Zhou Congwen a "small" lesson.

He glanced at Zhou Congwen's laparoscopic card next to him had already gone in, and the light source was also in. The TV screen was covered with blood red, and Zhou Congwen was about to have a negative pressure attraction device.

"How good to open it, the art field is open and bright, and nothing will fall." Director Wen knew that Zhou Congwen had no art field at all, so he continued to DISS him. "I told Xiao Gao many times, and at most I had appendicitis, and nothing else can do. The gallbladder is often very sticky, so can I wander with a laparoscopy?"

"Guess what Xiao Gao is doing. Every time I say he keeps his neck tampering and insists on thinking about how to use a laparoscopy." Director Wen took the peritoneal protection and stretched out his hand to "attractor."

Use Alice pliers to lift the peritoneum, make sure there are no internal organs under it, cut the peritoneum with a sharp knife, and insert the suction device into it as soon as possible.

The hissing sound kept ringing, and the black and red blood was constantly sucked out.

Director Wen did not wait and asked Erzhu to support the suction device. He continued to cut the peritoneum. "For this operation, if Xiao Gao did it with a laparoscopy, I will suspend him tomorrow. This is irresponsible, and he is a joke about emergency rescue."

Liu Wei glanced at Director Wen and was about to speak to refute it, Zhou Congwen said lightly, "Wen Yanshui."

Hum? Is it already warm and salt water?

Director Wen felt that he had heard it wrong, so he turned his head and looked at the thoracoscopic TV screen.

It was still red, nothing could be seen, and there was no magic field at all.

It turned out that it was to rinse it to make the sword cleaner, Director Wen sneered.

"If it really doesn't work, open your chest and hurry up and stop the bleeding. There is nothing big about your chest, just breaking the intercostal artery, rupture of the lungs, and two hours of life."

"Oh, you can't use a thoracoscopy in car accidents, but this patient has a knife injury, and the wound is relatively small, and the laparoscopy is barely suitable." Zhou Congwen said while rinsing, "Director Wen, we're done. Do you need help with that side?"

"..." Director Wen was stunned.

It's over?!

How is this possible? I took a look just now and found that the surgery field was full of blood.

It must be Zhou Congwen who was young and energetic. After hearing a few words of anger, he was talking nonsense here, Director Wen thought to himself.

"There is another break, I'll hold it." Zhou Congwen went in and grabbed the wound.

Director Wen opened his peritoneum and reached in to touch it. There was a big hole in his spleen. He sighed.

"Prepare to cut the spleen. You say that you can cut the spleen at a young age. Although it doesn't have any major impact, it's still a traumatic blow. Young people cannot be full of energy, so why bother?"

Just as he was about to cut his spleen, Director Wen suddenly saw from the corner of his eye that Zhou Congwen had already rinsed the Wen salt water and was cleaning up the equipment.

"Search No. 7, go around and help pick up the chest bottle." Zhou Congwen said lightly.

"..." Director Wen was stunned.

Just opened this side and checked it for a while, Zhou Congwen finished it?!

"Zhou Congwen, you..."

"Director Wen, I'm done with this. Do you use me as an assistant?" Zhou Congwen asked very gently.

"Uh, done? Really?"

Although he watched Zhou Congwen clean up the thoracoscopy equipment and wipe the blood on the camera, Director Wen still couldn't believe it.

"Of course, the intercostal artery was broken and two titanium clips were inserted. The lungs were broken and both were clamped." Zhou Congwen said as a matter of course, "If I don't use it, I'll go down."

"..." Director Wen's heart suddenly tightened.

What I just said hit my heart like a wave.

This is a fuck! Director Wen cursed in his heart, but he had a vague doubt whether Zhou Congwen was doing it on the other hand.

Once there is a problem after the operation...
Chapter completed!