Chapter 227 The Wild Goose Does Not Stay, Hides the Merit and Fame

Zhou Ran opened his mouth and felt speechless. He found that the fingertip nerves of the seriously wounded man in front of him were abnormally active.

"Gulu~" After swallowing his saliva, Zhou Ran continued to ask: "You follow me to do the movements, let's try to do a stretch first..."

Zhou Ran carefully observed every subtle movement of his index finger while doing the teacher training.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and his whole body began to tremble.

What did he see? The index finger of the seriously wounded man who had just finished the suture of the severed fingers was slightly bent.

Although the arc of the bend is very small and almost imperceptible, it really exists.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Ran said slowly, "Can you tell me who stitched it up for you?"

"do not know."

A faint disappointment flashed in Zhou Ran's eyes...

"But listen to him, he is still a high school student..."

High school student!

Zhou Ran stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

High school student, why didn't you say he was a primary school student?

How can a high school student master such precise sewing techniques?

Even if he wanted to break his head, Zhou Ran couldn't figure it out.

"Are you sure he's a high school student? Not a doctor from some medical school?"

"That's what he said anyway..."

"Where are the others?"

"It's over there." The wounded raised his left hand and pointed to the car accident scene not far away.

"Send him to the hospital..." Zhou Ran urged the medical staff behind him, and then hurriedly walked in the direction of Qin Luosuo.

Along the way, Zhou Ran became more and more shocked, almost all the wounded had been sutured.

What is even more alarming is that the stitching techniques are completely different. So far, he has seen more than 5 stitching techniques.

Among them even appeared his original blanket stitching method!

"What kind of person is this?" Suddenly, he was secretly awe-inspiring.

Soon, he saw a man in a suit and leather shoes, about twenty years old, who was treating the wounds for the wounded.

The key is that this person is very familiar to him, that is, the doctor in their hospital.

"I didn't expect Zhuang Rui to have such high surgical attainments." Zhou Ran narrowed his eyes.

He was wondering whether to use his privileges to dig Zhuang Rui into the surgical hospital.

After thinking about it, Zhou Ran said, "Zhuang Rui"

Zhuang Rui, who was dealing with the wound, looked back and was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face: "Director Zhou, why are you here?"

Zhou Ran, a top student graduated from Tsinghua Medical College in 1998, the director of surgery of Beishan People's Hospital, and the founder of the blanket suture technique, once appeared on the cover of the world's most famous medical magazine "The Lancet".

Not to mention in Beishan, even in the entire southwest area, surgery is among the best.

"You sutured these wounded?" Zhou Ran asked.

I?

Zhuang Rui's mouth twitched, his face a little sad.

If he really sutured, that would be fine.

Unfortunately, it is not.

He can only do the most basic debridement here.

"No." Zhuang Rui shook his head and said.

Zhou Ran was stunned, his face full of differences: "Who is that?"

He looked around blankly, there was no one else at the scene, not Zhuang Rui, then who else?

"A high school student." Zhuang Rui replied seriously.

At this moment, Zhou Ran's pupils shrank suddenly, and a huge wave was set off in his heart.

If he had doubts before, now that slight doubt has disappeared with Zhuang Rui's confirmation.