Chapter 1478 I'm so Angry

Su Yun silently turned back to back, raised his hands on his chest, changed positions, and stood opposite Feng Jianguo.

So angry.

Medical care is like this, it all depends on the level. Bullying is not non-existent, but it will be despised.

A big hat that can't see a doctor is buckled on his head, and as the old saying goes, he is called to be stabbed in the spine.

Su Yun was also depressed. Usually, he stood at the upper end of the food chain and despised others, but at the boss's place, he was eaten to death.

I finally found a "suspected" opportunity, but I was directly listed by the boss one, two, three, four and five, and I didn't even dare to fart.

Really angry.

"Su Yun, how come you, a doctor from a heart and mind, can do gastrointestinal surgery so well?" Feng Jianguo asked with a smile, "Today I see that Boss Zheng has let go of his speed."

"The level is not enough, so I can't match the station well?" Su Yun lowered his head, stretched out his hand, and the nurse subconsciously held the needle and handed it to him.

Su Yun took the needle holder and started to close the abdominal cavity directly.

Feng Jianguo was slightly annoyed, but Boss Zheng just let it go. After all, the surgery was done well, and the diagnosis was very clear.

Intraoperatively, the diagnosis is correct, so there is nothing to say.

But now it's the belly, and that's it, are you still robbing yourself?

How to say that they are all leading professors of gastrointestinal surgery, really take themselves as an intern?

If it wasn't for Boss Zheng...

Just thinking of this, there were two clicks, and the needle holder hit the big tweezers in Feng Jianguo's hand.

"Tie the knot." Su Yun didn't lift his head, obviously not in a high mood.

Feng Jianguo was a little angry, but after a closer look, he was immediately stunned.

Peritoneal incision, about 4cm. Nine stitches have been sewn, the spacing is 0.5cm, the standard is standard, and it is neat.

At the most difficult corner, Su Yun dropped two stitches. These two needles are delicately dropped, they look simple, but they are very particular.

Corner position, the stitching is slightly worse, and a raised corner will appear.

Doctors have different names for this horn. Some are called rabbit ears, some are called ox horns, but the meaning is the same.

This stitching looks ugly, and there may be problems.

Feng Jianguo has been doing gastrointestinal surgery for many years. Even if he handles this kind of technical problem, it will not be flawless.

What is important here is that the needles fall like silk. After the knot is finished, the edges and corners are neat as if they were not cut.

He glanced at it and saw that Su Yun was using Line 1, and his heart froze.

The peritoneum is rarely sutured with a No. 1 thread.

Line 1 is too thin, so line 4 or 7 is generally used.

Although the line is thick and the foreign body reaction is also large, it is relatively more secure.

What does he mean?

Feng Jianguo was knocked, and his hands were a little slower. He vaguely heard a sigh coming from the opposite side, Su Yun slapped the needle holder on the patient's leg, picked up the thread scissors in his right hand, held it lightly in the palm of his hand, and began to tie the knot on his own.

The fingers are light, and without Feng Jianguo's help to close the peritoneum to reduce the pressure, a beautiful knot appeared on the peritoneum like a butterfly through the fingers of both hands.

The first knot, to bear a lot of tension. After all, abdominal pressure exists, and the pressure involves both sides of the peritoneal incision, and the knot is very easy to break.

Even with the 7th thread, it is not uncommon for the knots to be weak and for accidents to be re-stitched.

Feng Jianguo looked straight.

The operation is difficult, and it can be done smoothly, which can reflect the superb skills of the surgeon. But this kind of "little work" is a surgeon's skill, and the details can better reflect the super level and confidence.

As soon as I was stunned, three knots had already been made.

After a total of nine sessions, Feng Jianguo suddenly became nervous.

Don't sew you can't handle it yourself, and you don't have your own share of knotting.

This is a mess...

But to tie the knot to the level of Su Yun... Feng Jianguo's hands were shaking.

How dare you hold a wire scissors in your hand, so big.

When Feng Jianguo concentrated on his life, applied what he had learned in his life, his state improved to the peak, and he finished the two most beautiful knots in his career, the thread scissors also arrived.

Silently, the knot was cut, leaving just the right amount of thread.

The end of the thread should not be short, otherwise the knot may become loose. But it can't be long, this is a foreign body reaction, the less the better.

Seeing Su Yun's extreme operation, Feng Jianguo was speechless.

I'm so pissed.

silence.

The peritoneum and muscles are sutured layer by layer. The patient is a child, because the fat is less, the muscle is not thick, and the suture speed is fast.

"Su Yun, your level is not bad." Professor Feng didn't have time to sigh until the skin was sewn.

"What?" Su Yun lowered his head, focused on the leather edge, and asked.

Professor Feng was very sweaty, and he praised him himself, and he had to listen to it again.

Helpless, I had to repeat it again.

"You said, how did the boss give a diagnosis so quickly?" Su Yun was still depressed, and Zheng Ren was full of confidence. From the basic data of the abdominal X-ray, he deduced the CT scan, and then Something that gives a definite diagnosis.

"..."

Feng Jianguo sighed.

People's mind is not on stitching at all, and I am here to appreciate and sigh for a long time.

With his full attention, as if facing an enemy, he was able to catch up with Su Yun's half-hearted stitches.

This basic skill has not been practiced for ten or eight years, but it cannot be mastered...

cut! How many years have you been practicing? Still not as good as Su Yun.

Thinking of this, Feng Jianguo let out a long sigh.

This is talent!

Judging by his age, it may not have been ten years since he was a freshman in a medical school.

Ten years of hard work.

After sewing the skin, Su Yun lowered his head and floated away. Going out, I happened to meet Zheng Ren and Director Wei.

"I said it's time to finish sewing." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Director Wei, let's go first."

"Zhang Weiyu also said that when he had time to sit at the Diyang store, he made some good meat." Director Wei said: "He is sincere."

"I know, I know, I have time." Zheng Ren said without hesitation at all.

After saying hello to Lao He, the two went to change clothes and went downstairs.

"Boss, what are you doing this afternoon?" Su Yun suddenly raised his head and asked.

The black hair on the forehead was pressed by the sterile cap on the forehead, listless.

"Yo, it's already time." Zheng Ren glanced at him, it was past lunch time.

Anyway, he wasn't interested in eating. After thinking about it, he said, "Today, it's Mr. Cui's visit. Go to the emergency department to take a look."

Originally imagined that Su Yun should ridicule himself, he couldn't sit still if he didn't hear the movement of the flat car for a day or two.

But unexpectedly, Su Yun kept silent, dressed and followed by his side.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Diagnosis, how did you do it?" Su Yun asked directly: "I calculated, it should be 12 seconds 23 faster than me."

"..." Zheng Ren was speechless, has this guy been thinking about images?