Super Magic Surgery System

The phone rang and a helpless voice could be heard.    

"Director Ding, aren't you making trouble for no reason? How can I have so many ordinary trauma patients for you? Even if you wanted to do a television shoot and you needed a patient, you would have to wait for the patient. Don't you think it's more like a major accident that your center's patients are being driven in? "    

"I don't care. All the trauma patients have to be sent to me. I need the sutured patients."    

"Director Ding, are you a patient that needs to be sutured? Or do you need a patient with trauma? "    

"What's the difference?"    

"The difference is huge. Traumatic patients are hard to find, but patients who need stitches are everywhere."    

"Explain yourself!"    

"Isn't that obvious? You guys find a normal person to cut a hole on his body, and then sew it up. Isn't that the solution? "Director Ding, don't be angry. Isn't all cosmetic surgery just a way to look for a pair of eyelids?"    

"You let … Eh, let me think. Alright, alright, there's no need for the patient to be sent over, I got anxious and confused! "    

Ding Hang put down the phone and felt that this was the most correct idea. Giving a person a fish is better than giving a person a fish. You can open the opening yourself, isn't there a suture to it?    

Double eyelids?    

This operation was more risky. For young doctors, especially young Surgery Doctor who only wanted to practice, they were even more careless.    

No double eyelids, but there are a lot of other operations, you can start with the free peeling of hospital staff. I'll just digest it from within and treat it as an internal benefit.    

This was called creating conditions even if there were no conditions.    

Chen Qun didn't expect that he would be tricked by some old cunning fox and instantly become a plastic surgeon.    

A few minutes later, Ding Hang appeared in front of Zhang Xin and Chen Qun, who had nothing to do, and asked Chen Qun worriedly. There are a lot of patients in the emergency room every day, but they're not as fast as you can sew them up. Don't know, have you ever had a cosmetic suture? "We have quite a few sutures in the plastic surgery department. With your skills, there shouldn't be any problems at all. Why don't you go to the plastic surgery department and do the sutures in the afternoon?"    

"More ugly people make trouble!"    

Zhang Xin whispered from the side, her interest piqued, "Tutelage, in the afternoon we'll go to the orthopedics department and see if you have the ability to weave a flower on her face."    

Chen Qun's mouth was filled with bitterness. Was this broken system a prophet? Trying to push him toward plastic surgery?    

At 2: 30 p.m., the hospital performed free cosmetic surgery in the cosmetic department for internal staff and family members, such as "facial wrinkle removal", "scar removal", and "facial depression filling".    

Chen Qun and Zhang Xin, who walked into the operation room, were dumbfounded when they saw the patient on the bed.    

The first one to take on the role of White Mouse was Liu Shuang Ding, Vice Director. He had a forehead pitting operation, and the wound was left behind when he was young, on the left side of his forehead.    

Originally, Ding Hang would be criticized for rushing to perform the first operation. But for the donation of millions, not to mention a green bean sized wound, even using a hot pot to grind his wrinkled bark face into a duck's egg, cutting his upper and lower eyelids into two pairs would not be a problem, and he could even make a hare's lip cut.    

As long as Sweetie was happy, or else he would end up on the operating table. Sweetie might even be too tired to understand his pains, so she had to take the lead and act like the first White Mouse.    

The one who operated on him was the head plastic surgeon, Song Yang. He had received orders early on to bring Chen Qun, who had performed the shocking mandible plastic surgery two days ago, so he was ready to strike.    

The reason for that was because Chen Qun's mandible had been imperceptibly advertised in their department. The effect was not ordinary. Even if Director Ding didn't open his mouth, he would still think of a way to temporarily keep the patient in the plastic surgery department for a few more months as a live advertisement.    

When the two photos were released, everyone in the country dared to stand out and fight. One hand counted, and there was still one or two fingers remaining. This was simply a match made in heaven.    

With Chen's hands, which cosmetic surgery couldn't be performed? It was simply a walk in the park! After all, the 'breast augmentation' that he did for that special patient last night was done by him along with Chen Qun. As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Qun finished his work and the effect was many times greater than what he personally did …    

For Song Yang, the only thing he did not understand was why Ding Hang wanted him to demonstrate once before letting Chen do the rest. Wasn't this unnecessary?    

Of course, Song Yang did not know that Ding Hang had a brilliant idea. Once again, the equipment had to be used. Sweetie had things to do, so she switched to another person, increasing the amount of work the nurses had to do.    

This move was called "Doctor's Dance Needles: Aimed at Nurses". Ding Hang didn't dare to say it out loud, which made Sweetie realize that she had received special care. Instead, he could only think in a roundabout way, in front of the teachers and students.    

It was only natural for an instrument nurse to bring two doctors.    

Old Man Gu could not do anything even if he had to.    

In the blink of an eye, Ding Hang's depression was healed. He rubbed the small wound that had a piece of adhesive tape stuck to it, and started to exclaim in praise. "Chen, are you interested in developing your beauty department? I see that you have great talent in beauty!"    

As soon as she finished her sentence, Zhang Xin pursed her lips and glared at Zhang Xuan.    

Ding Hang nearly slapped himself. This... Wasn't he courting death? That girl could bear to have her boyfriend touch other girls' faces every day?    

He came up with an idea and quickly tried to salvage the situation, "But this simple procedure to repair the wound is a waste of your medical talent. Chen, no matter which beauty parlor it is that poaches are selling you at a high price, it's all because of uneasiness and kindness. After all, to most people, a beauty doctor is not even considered a doctor! "    

The face of a beauty director beside him twitched twice. His mouth was filled with a bitter taste, but he was unable to say anything in response.    

Director Ding, what nonsense are you spouting? Do you think I won't be shameless?    

Ding Hang had already pulled down his old face and pretended to be a clown to tease a girl. Why would he need to take into account the feeling of the beauty department's director? He turned his head and said to Song Yang: "Old Song, don't you think that's right!"    

Director Song, who was once again hit by a punch, gnashed his teeth and replied, "Director Ding is right. If Chen becomes a plastic surgeon, it would be a waste of talent. Not many people in the country could think of such a thing as a face repair operation on your own. They all grew up eating the same rice, so why is your way of thinking so unique? "    

Zhang Xin, who was standing to the side, felt a hint of happiness and sweetness in her heart as she interjected. If not for a belly full of weird ideas, how could they have become the military advisors of the Three Kingdoms? "I can only use the wrong name, and not the wrong nickname!"    

Ding Hang looked at the bright-eyed Zhang Xin beside him and knew that his formless flattery was genuine. He had gained another thirty percent of the hope that he would be able to donate that large amount of equipment.