Super Magic Surgery System

Chen Qun did not know that a crisis was about to befall upon him. When he heard the news that the patient was about to deliver, he immediately opened the Basic Treasure Chest reward. It was said that sharpening one's weapon in the middle of a battle. Regardless of the reward from the system, it was better than nothing.    

    

"Congratulations, you have obtained a special skill scroll — Dragon Horse Spirit." By using this scroll, one could maintain Master Level energy for one day and one night. The biggest obstacle that restricted the level of the Surgery Doctor was neither the doctor's technique nor the doctor's mental state. It was the doctor's own physiological function. The vigorous and sustained energy is the basis of Surgery Doctor's operation. "    

    

"Once this scroll is used, I will need to rest for three days and three nights to recover."    

    

This … Wasn't it the collapse of the Sky Demons in the Wuxia film? Using one day of spiritual energy to exchange for three days of atrophy, fortunately, it could not be used at the cost of the System's stats.    

    

Chen Qun stared dumbfoundedly at the purple scroll. Only now did he understand why it was a beginner treasure. It was very suitable to say that it was suitable, but it was also useless to say that it wasn't suitable. Unless it was some super large surgery, it would take at least forty to fifty hours. Besides, this kind of surgery required doctors to work together on shifts, so it was rare for doctors to operate for dozens of hours in a row.    

    

However, there might be a way to save so many patients this time.    

    

As soon as he was ready for this, the ambulance at the hospital entrance came in.    

    

"Hurry up and save this patient. The right cheek has been torn open at least 10 centimeters, and may be accompanied by a fracture of the temporal bone and maxilla, or a comminuted fracture of the mandible!"    

    

The group of doctors standing on either side of the patients in the first ambulance had only taken a glance before frowning. Behind them, the nurses and two girls were screaming.    

    

After all, the patient in front of him was too terrifying. The cut on his right cheek extended from the corner of his mouth to his ear, revealing his white upper and lower teeth, like a living skeleton in a horror movie.    

    

"Intubation vehicle, Chen, you become my assistant and treat this patient!"    

    

Koo Changsheng looked at it and immediately felt troubled. Knowing that no one could perform this surgery, he had to treat the patient as if he was a living horse. He hoped that this guy with a strange mind was able to come up with a brilliant idea to treat the patient.    

    

The surgery was not difficult, but the complications and the risk of infection were too high.    

    

"Hemostatic Forceps, neck tube, iodine, prepare the scalpel and 6-0 tube, do ring armor incision!"    

    

Chen Qun immediately instructed Zhang Xin, the personal nurse. There was almost no time for pause. After the patient was placed in the emergency room with a ventilator through the throat, he was immediately sent to the surgical operating room for rescue.    

    

"Pinch this inferior alveolar artery, Chen. Carry out manual compression to stop the bleeding. Let's see if we can close the gap between the fractures!"    

    

Koo Changsheng wanted Cao Binn, the third assistant, to clamp the inferior alveolar artery. Only then did he realize that Cao Binn was standing across from him, so he had to do it himself. Just as the Hemostatic Forceps was clamped, Chen Qun used the Operating Forceps s to accurately and agilely remove a few pieces of broken bones from the patient's mouth. With a few cotton balls, he temporarily blocked two small bleeding spots, and in an instant, revealed a clearer vision of his lower jaw.    

    

"This... The operation could not be done. The jaw was too fractured, and without sufficient support, the bone structure could not be fixed and the skin and muscle transplants could not be completed. Stop the operation now and stop the bleeding first! "    

    

Koo Changsheng weighed the pros and cons slightly and decided to take the safest course of action. He would first save the patient's life. As for the later surgery, he could delay it.    

    

Ye Zichen glanced at Chen Qun, intentionally or not, and only heard him volunteer a request.    

    

"Dean, my fingers are a bit nimbler. Let me help the patient stop the bleeding!"    

    

Koo Changsheng and Cao Binn looked at the structure of his mandible that was filled with broken bones. While taking out the broken bones, they didn't forget to stop the bleeding and clean up the wounds as if they had sat there countless of times.    

    

The two of them stared at each other. Koo Changsheng let out a long sigh as he knew that he was getting on in years. Even if he was fifteen years old at the peak, the speed at which he was cleaning up the patient's wounds was far from one third or one fifth of his current speed and technique.    

    

Some people were naturally born surgical experts.    

    

At this time, Chen Qun had already given up on the idea of repairing the patient's injuries. The reason was very simple, given the conditions of the county hospital, it was impossible for them to perform the patient's repair surgery. Even the most well-equipped hospitals in the world have few doctors who can complete the restoration of the shattered mandible.    

    

Under Chen Qun's Master Level, the patient's wounds were cleaned up in less than an hour. Only then did he cut off the anchorage line, clear the periphery, sew the tendons together, and then sew up the dermis and epidermis with the ring zero single thread.    

    

Koo Changsheng saw that he had used almost all the hemostasis methods, and he was even more direct, using all the existing conditions to clean up dozens of big and small wounds on the patient's face and mandible. He even used a set of teeth to fix the patient's teeth, not letting them loose, to provide the best guarantee for further treatment.    

    

This kind of doctor was the one who truly cared for his patients, not just to save his life.    

    

"Alright, send the patient to the Intensive Care Unit!"    

    

Koo Changsheng looked at the hour hand in the operation room. Two hours and three minutes later, he had completed a great rescue that would take at least seven to eight hours.    

    

"Next!"    

    

This time, the one who entered the operation room was a young man with a sharp wooden stake in his shoulder. The result was that the sword wooden stick stabbed into his shoulder did not injure any of his vital organs, aorta, or major nerves.    

    

This time, Koo Changsheng directly gave up the position of the main blade to serve as the secondary assistant. At this crucial moment, it was time for the best doctor to perform the surgery, not to think about other things. Moreover, the operation was not very complicated and the patient's injuries were not serious, so of course he could be at ease and let Wu Tie take the main knife.    

    

Chen Qun glanced at the patient's shoulder and a physiological structure of the patient appeared in his mind once again, even though its shape and appearance were similar to those seen in the system. However, he knew that this had nothing to do with the system. It was the automatic simulation system's image in his mind that presented a simplified version of the system, allowing him to diagnose the illness.    

    

This should be the special ability of Scholar's Syndrome — Space Intelligence, to analyze illness from a three-dimensional perspective, not from a two-dimensional perspective of an image.    

    

She only took a few glances before coming up with a relatively good plan. She picked up the scalpel No. 11 and cut a half centimeter long incision on the left side of the shoulder stake. He forcefully pulled the wooden stake that was stuck in his shoulder out. This time, Chen Qun felt that his strength had decreased a little. He pulled twice and then loosened the wooden stake.    

    

He could not help but feel a little depressed. He had already added a bit of the power of his palm, but from the looks of it, it was still not enough. This Surgery Doctor did not only need the Weaver Girl's palm, he also needed Lu Zhizhan's arm. Just like the decathlon champions at the Olympics, the requirements are not ordinary.