Super Magic Surgery System

"Hemostatic pad, stapler, pay attention to suction!"    

Wu Tie issued the command with a slightly hoarse voice, but he was completely oblivious to it. There were now two equipment nurses beside him, and his assistants had also gone from four Bookworm rookies to the experienced Doctor of Impatient Department.    

However, everyone was too busy to keep up with his pace. As for Huang Haitao, who had already collapsed on the side, he might as well just watch from the side and occasionally remind Chen Qun.    

This was probably the eighth emergency operation, the third rescue.    

Huang Haitao was very clear about Chen Qun's talent. It was only now that he realized how talented Chen Qun was, and how many operations he didn't know how to do. All he had to do was say a few words and he would finish most of them for you. If he did it a second time, he would fix the problem he had with the novice and revise his technique.    

However, the only thing that he could not see clearly was Chen Qun's surgical style. In all the videos, Chen Qun's surgical style was meticulously carved and meticulous, like a hundred times refined into steel, like the mountains and rivers in Jiangnan, every part of it was perfect.    

However, today, after the weirdo had become excited, his surgical style had changed. He had gone from an elegant mountain to a golden horse. He smelled of the desert and the vast earth. All he could see was the aura of death. It was especially true when he was attacking like the wind. He did not hesitate or hesitate at all.    

He did all the first aid patients very quickly, especially the three operations. He was able to forcefully stop the bleeding. It was as if his fingers had suddenly acquired the snout of a hound that could automatically find the patient's bleeding spot and give him the best treatment.    

At first, Huang Haitao was worried that his heart would be confused, but after seeing that the stitches were still neat and consistent, Huang Haitao knew that he deliberately gave up on some unnecessary repairs, and was no longer like before. He only sought perfection, and suffered from a perfectionistic compulsive disorder.    

This kind of change in style, from a small bridge flowing with water, to a mountain stretching far into the Kunlun Mountains, was the most difficult for ordinary doctors. Most Surgery Doctor did not even have their own style of surgery, what kind of change could they talk about?    

Huang Haitao knew how difficult it was for a Surgery Doctor to improve after thousands of days and nights of accumulation. Only with talent and hard work, would one be able to make progress.    

But now, this theory was completely unsuitable for Chen Qun. It was as if the target of 10,000 hours of theory was just an ordinary person. Weird and psychotic people were not among this group.    

Huang Haitao, an expert in emergency department, looked at the cuts made by Chen Qun. He felt that he had more than enough to write a paper on this couple. There were too many things involved, and it was because of his understanding that he knew how difficult it was to choose between them.    

Under normal circumstances, it was impossible to cut through the wound without thousands of surgical support. Everyone knew how to cut, but how to cut, how to slice, and what to do after cutting, were all the things that reflected the standards of Surgery Doctor the most.    

Before Chen Qun made his move, he had already preliminarily organized the medical framework. After his knife had been shaped, he continued to perform various operations around it, pulling the patient back from the brink of death with the fastest speed.    

Huang Haitao even understood a little why Chen Qun's operation progress was a bit "rushed". It was because he needed more time to save the next patient.    

If Chen was in the army, he would have become the strongest Surgery Doctor in the army by the age of 30.    

Luckily, he wasn't lured into the army by Old Man Liu.    

Chen Qun picked up the Operating Forceps, and looked through the patient's abdominal cavity once more before making way. The patient has been stabilized and the rest of the debridement sutures are yours. Teacher Huang, let's go to the next operation. "    

Chen Qun gave the orders mechanically and strode out of the operation room. Although he had rescued quite a few patients and was in a critical situation, compared to the system's hellish training mode, he was much more amiable.    

"The patient is still having an MRI. Take a rest first!"    

Huang Haitao rubbed his injured hand and said in disbelief. Originally, he was the main patient. However, when he was doing joint reduction for the patient, he was kicked by the patient and turned into a wounded person. Only then did he let Chen Qun take the lead.    

Huang Haitao looked at Chen Qun's slightly excited and red eyes and reminded him, "You've been tired for more than ten hours, let's go outside to take a breath of fresh air. "I wonder if that level four burned patient in Wu Tie's hands will have any chance of survival."    

Chen Qun casually said, "Hard, organ failure is the biggest problem for the whole body. In addition to all kinds of complications, the probability is very small."    

Huang Haitao once again patted his shoulder, "You are young and not very good at socializing. This was something that could be said on a special occasion. But during a normal time, don't say it out loud, we can only tell the families of Patient, and will try our best. How could Director Liu not know about this? It's just that we have to give it a try before we can feel at ease. "    

Chen Qun suddenly thought of an essay he had seen in the Great Library of the System. He suddenly had a flash of inspiration and started introducing it to Huang Haitao. Maybe we can try foreign methods. A foreign hospital used the skin of tilapia instead of ordinary gauze and artificial skin to cover the burned parts of the patient, and got good results. "    

It was also one of the greatest inventions of the twentieth century, the network, that had completely changed the way knowledge and information were transmitted.    

Can this kid communicate well? One second it was normal, the next it was.    

If it wasn't for the fact that it was already midnight, Chen Qun wouldn't be joking and Huang Haitao would have already spurted it out.    

The sounds of footsteps came from behind him as a few little hens, each carrying a stack of Medical History Sheet, surrounded him.    

Huang Haitao was suddenly hit with a bright idea. These guys only knew how to talk, but actually performed quite well today. However, time was of the essence, and he spat out blood. Now, it was time for a sweet date.    

"Chen, do you know the address of the thesis?"    

"I forgot..."    

Chen Qun's eyes became dark and he quickly stuttered. Most of the information in the system's database was blank. No one even mentioned it.    

"According to the article, tilapia skin contains more collagen than human skin, and both types I and III have it. It helps to repair tissue, and thus does not need to be transplanted to reduce the risk of infection and the pain of re-cutting muscles and skin wounds."    

Huang Haitao waved his hand and instructed the hens, "Since you guys have nothing better to do, why don't you go and do this tilapia skin transplant experiment and see if it can be of any use. "I'll reimburse the expenses. Show me the results before noon today and see if the mermaid treatment is effective."    

Chen Qun chuckled.    

Huang Haitao rubbed his forehead and stared at him, "What's wrong again?"    

"Holding back his laughter, Chen Qun explained the reason in a low voice." Teacher Huang, it's four in the morning right now. You think we have nothing to do?    

Huang Haitao revealed a smile that said he was kind and opened his dense fangs towards the group of white rabbits in front of him.    

"I have a good temper as recognized by the hospital."