Super Magic Surgery System

The burnt patient, whose body was covered in bubbles and pus, was a little scary. However, for Chen Qun, who had a pair of delicate hands and had undergone a systematic hellish training, he quickly adapted to this kind of surgery to clean away the scabs. Compared to Lingchi's patients, their skin and subcutaneous tissue were damaged. He already had a lot of experience and the muscle memory of his hands, so he reacted almost without thinking.    

His slender, nimble fingers were able to use the hemostasis scissors and scalpel to perfection. Many of the carbonized scabs were removed by sticking close to the scar, with almost no subcutaneous blood vessels were cut, and a muscle fiber and any connective tissue were torn apart.    

The resident looked at the wounds he had cleaned and then looked at the piece of skin that was not even the size of his palm after a long time. She immediately gave the work to Chen Qun. He was lazy, but he was also kind. It was as neat as the skin wound Chen Qun cleaned, the place he cleaned was a mess.    

Zhang Xin made higher demands on Chen Qun as if she was forcing the patient to be sick.    

"There's still a sliver of black tendons left!"    

"The blisters over there are still festering!"    

"This side and that side are not aligned!"    

… ….    

The patient who was lying on the bed was stunned. He could feel the difference between this young doctor and another female doctor. Even though that seemingly gentle and quiet doctor's technique was delicate enough, there were still waves of stabbing pain coming from the surgery.    

However, the young doctor afterwards was like a chef cooking. The painter waved his hair, and the scissors in his hand and the scalpel cut across his body in an orderly manner. However, there was almost no pain at all. The bumpy bubbles turned into a clean and elegant area, revealing the blood-red skin underneath.    

In the end, Zhang Xin asked Chen Qun to fix up the place that the female doctor had cleaned up.    

Chen Qun put down the Operating Instruments and looked at the wounds on the patient's body. Only then did he cover the wounds with fish paste to treat the burns and lightly cover them with gauze.    

"As soon as they walked out of the room, they saw Ding Hang standing before them with a sly smile." I know that you youngsters can't stay idle, and Chen's Suture Technique is so good, so why don't you stay in the emergency room for a while, and specifically sew up all kinds of small wounds! "    

Zhang Xin slightly raised her nose and stared at him. "How much overtime pay do you give me?"    

Ding Hang laughed and spread out his hands, "Our hospital is small, so we only have two hundred and four overtime pay. Although the money is small, the sutures are not small enough for the two of you to have something to do, and not to wander around in case something happens that you can't find. This is what your Principal Gu has instructed, I still need the two of you to stay in the hospital to take care of the patient before he leaves the Intensive Care Unit. "    

"I'm an official nurse, so I'm only paying 200 plus overtime. How petty. "If you add a little more, I can still consider it." Zhang Xin pursed her lips and became slightly unhappy.    

"How much overtime do you want?"    

"At least three hundred."    

"No problem!"    

Ding Hang agreed without hesitation. Chen Qun looked at Ding Hang strangely. Even though Ding Hang had just turned right, his daily salary had only averaged over a hundred points. Not only did Zhang Xin ask loudly, even Ding Hang gave a high price.    

Even if his surgical skills were strong, this was a public hospital. It was not the same as a private hospital.    

Ding Hang looked at Zhang Xin's astonished expression and explained with a smile, "I originally wanted to let you participate in other major surgery, but your Principal Gu forbid it." Otherwise, the two of you can go to one or two major operations a day and at least get seven or eight hundred points. If you want to blame someone, then blame Old Man Gu! "    

Old Man Gu had already hurried back, so this small pair before him was just in time for him to borrow it for the time being. If it weren't for Old Man Gu repeatedly warning him not to leak the secret, he would have been embarrassed to say such words and would have long ago offered up the Great Bodhisattva. Even if you didn't expect a medical building, you could easily get a few million dollars in medical equipment.    

Indeed, just as the young people said, money is willfulness.    

"For the overtime pay, I'll give it my all!"    

Zhang Xin wiped her hands and put on an excited look.    

Chen Qun groaned inwardly. With such a small overtime pay, even if he worked for three months, he still wouldn't be able to afford the palm-sized bag in her hands. The reason why he recognized this bag was because it was a high-end luxury item that could be sold for a character in a game.    

Ding Hang narrowed his eyes even more, "It's a good thing for a young man to have some drive!"    

He had heard it clearly from Old Man Gu. Sweetie's favorite type of surgery was neither too big nor too small, and it just so happened to be the place where she, the nurse, could use it. However, all kinds of major surgery are depressed, the emergency room can do some "major surgery" just good.    

For the sake of the donation of a few million yuan, even if he didn't want his old face, he still had to make Sweetie comfortable. The highest level of flattery was to be in the right. Old Man Gu had managed to do it for less than half of the day when a new building appeared in the hospital. He didn't demand much, as long as a tiny bit of information leaked from the gaps of his aunt's fingers, she would have everything.    

Ding Hang decided to immediately make a call. He sent out six ambulances from the hospital to snatch all the surgical wounds in the city. As for the excuse, he had already thought of it long ago.    

When he arrived at the more well-equipped emergency room, Chen Qun started his day of work.    

Zhang Xin sat behind him, arranging the surgical equipment on two small shelves. Seeing that the equipment was seventy to eighty percent new, many of the combinations were still incomplete. His mouth curled up slightly as he scanned through the equipment with disdain before starting to rearrange it.    

Ding Hang, who was standing in the distance, happened to see Sweetie's expression and felt more assured.    

He was despised by Sweetie, despised by her. He was despised as the largest emergency center in the city, and at least half of the donations he wanted were successful.    

In order to create the appearance of the Operating Instruments s without leaving a trace, he had specially arranged for them to reorganize from the hands of a few surgical doctors. He intentionally left out a few of the things that the doctors were used to and sent them over.    

No matter how smart Sweetie was, she would never have thought that he was "pretending to be poor".    

Old Man Gu was still living in Sweetie's hometown, which was the home of Sweetie. He was also living in the same city, so he had to be poor to the point where he had to put up with it. Sweetie could not bear to watch any longer, so naturally, the things were delivered. Since he didn't need to reveal Sweetie's identity, it would be beneficial for him.    

Chen Qun swiftly finished sewing the wounds of the three lightly wounded patients. Ding Hang, who was hiding in the monitoring room, looked at the clock. The whole process was completed in less than 30 minutes.