Super Magic Surgery System

Today was lunch time, and Liu Yang was eating lunch with Huang Haitao in the office. However, neither of them was paying attention to the delicious food from the Eight Flavors Temple. Instead, they were focusing on the surgical videos given by Chen Qun.    

To let a famous national expert watch a video of a young man was already a huge problem, but after watching it three times, the assistant was even able to segment the images and make comparisons between the different surgeries. That was beyond Huang Haitao's knowledge.    

Old Man Liu had never paid so much attention to the pathology of his subordinates. Of course, a few thorns were just too smart, and a little short of basic skills was also inevitable. They were busy challenging the high-end pathological analysis. Each operation was just a cold number in the eyes of a few assassins.    

However, the more he watched, the more he felt that something wasn't right. If the first operation was just a normal performance in their eyes, then the second operation was a qualitative leap. The third operation directly entered into the professional field, with some benefits for each of them. The fourth operation … They all felt that this was somewhat unbelievable.    

"Halt." Liu Yang turned around and slowly asked Huang Haobo. What do you think? What's his strongest technique? "    

"Exposure and hemostasis. No, it should be hemostasis. His fingers were nimble and slender, capable of performing actions that ordinary people could not. They bypassed the complicated network of blood vessels and trachea to stop the bleeding. Most of the time, it was just a blind exercise, without any vision to stop the bleeding. This … That's impossible! Hold on …    

Huang Haitao answered halfway. After pondering for a moment, he immediately raised his head and said: "No, his strongest point should be exposure, he can use his unique spatial logical thinking ability, comparable to an electronic computer, to construct the patient's blood vessels in his mind, and use the fastest method to deduce the patient's bleeding point, and give it a rescue. Otherwise, since he has never learned piano, it would be impossible for him to restore a world-famous piano piece from memory without using any finger technique. "    

"So his brain is better than the others? As if his IQ is only above average, his several tests in university have not proven this point. "    

Liu Yang flipped through the documents in his hands and felt that life was full of fun. What could there be in this world that could be compared to raising a prodigy that had just emerged one after another into a towering tree? It was even more interesting.    

Of course, Liu Yang's way of thinking when training his own talents was different from others. With regards to those with outstanding conditions, he could discard any rules and only look at the success or failure of those with outstanding conditions. But to an ordinary doctor, he would demand that he should follow the rules and not overstep them. In his own words, "You are doctors, not the executioners who killed the patients on the operating table!"    

The young man in front of him had saved at least ten endangered patients from death. Several of them were temporary accidents, and he was able to save them at will. The normal Doctor of Impatient Department didn't have the guts to open the skull on the street and save them from death.    

However, what Liu Yang valued the most was still this young man's medical ethics. He persuaded the dean to perform a world-class repair operation on the patient who had turned into a skeleton and was unable to even talk while he saved the patient. He also gave another patient's family a red packet of 100,000 yuan and passed it on to the patient couple who had suffered many disasters.    

This kind of doctor had always been extremely rare, but once he became famous, he would become a character that was born from thousands of families. He had not seen such a young man in decades. Many doctors had good medical ethics, and only after going through the stage of seeking benefits did they begin to accumulate medical ethics to seek fame. Although he did not agree with this attitude, he understood it.    

Anyone who could persist in their pursuit of poverty and not be disturbed by fame or fortune was an extraordinary talent who had a firm will and will. Of course, he would train them with great effort, and he did not even hesitate to prepare a Medical Team for them.    

When he thought of Medical Team, a seemingly nonexistent thought suddenly emerged in his mind. Since Chen's basics were so solid, he did not need to waste time practicing beginner grade appendectomy or cholecystectomy. Of course, he would set up a team to create a department for Huang Haitao, so that his Chief Physician could live up to his name.    

Liu Yang, who had just woken up from his deep thoughts, couldn't help but glare at Huang Haitao when he saw him controlling the computer screen in front of him and comparing the positions of the stitches and stitches one by one.    

"What did you find out again?"    

"Old Lau, look. The distance between these three operations is almost three months. Although the first stitch was neat, it still showed a lot of shortcomings. However, the second stitch progressed and the third stitch achieved a qualitative leap. I dare say I couldn't have done better with the same stitches. "    

"Hai Tao, this time you finally admit that your skills are inferior. You've made great progress." I've been paying attention to this for a long time. His hands are different from yours. Your hands are accurate, so every suture is very neat. And Liao Kai-shek of the brain surgery department, his hands are steady and won't shake under the microscope. On the other hand, Chen was a bit different. He was fast, accurate, and stable, and was a natural born material for surgical treatment. More importantly, his way of thinking was very different. "Sigh, a perfectly fine young man, how can he be a lunatic?!    

When Huang Haitao heard his teacher's last sentence, he could not help but burst out laughing, "Old Lau, Old Lau, so it turns out that you are jealous too." Those with Scholar's Syndrome may not all be psychosis like autism. If you can give me this psychosis, I'll wake up laughing in my sleep. "    

"Actually, your thugs have a quick mind and an IQ that is much higher than ordinary people. They are completely capable of constructing this three-dimensional structure. "You just so happen to have such an example in front of you right now. If you're going with them, let those thorns learn Chen's way of thinking."    

Huang Haitao's face immediately became as pale as an eggplant, and he cried out, "Even if you said that, it doesn't make sense. They wouldn't listen to you. If I let them learn from something that has lower IQ than me, then wouldn't that mean I have to make a sow climb a tree? "    

Liu Yang pointed at his nose and laughed, "If Confucius has Yun San and the other two, he will definitely have my teacher. One of the most fundamental reasons why a few thorns could be left in the hospital for you to take care of was that they only believed the truth and would not act out or shirk their responsibilities. This was a virtue associated with being a doctor. As for those lackeys, I've chased them all away. If you let Chen hit them a few more times with the truth, they will yield. "    

"Old Lau, you can't possibly make them become crazy as well, right?"    

Psychosis is also a kind of science, and it is also the most important aspect of psychology. You can prepare a medical study entitled 'Analysing the Genetic Structure and Thinking Ways of Scholar's Syndrome', a sample of Chen's experiment. Those thorns are just a control object.    

"Huang Haitao's face was like an eggplant, it instantly turned into a wrinkled bitter gourd." You don't really think so, do you? "    

"If you really can learn a little, they can't even thank you enough!"    

Huang Haitao began to suspect that the evil Old Lau did not prepare a mental department, so that he could become the head of the department and specifically nurture Psychiatry Doctor.    

He didn't know why, but the thought of Chen Qun suffering from a psychosis like Scholar's Syndrome made him feel refreshed. Any frustration and unwillingness vanished without a trace. Wait a minute, this was also a part of the research. I'll ask the psychopaths later, did they also feel this way?