Super Magic Surgery System

The giant panda Cosmetic Unit began to silently test run at 2pm, targeting the hospital's medical personnel as well as providing all free services. Of course, even though it was practice and coordination, Lee Bing still acted as if he was facing a great enemy. He gracefully decorated the front desk and directed the entire clinic.    

As for Chen Qun, he was designated by Lee Bing to be the trump card of the surgical team and was responsible for the simplest and most successful scar removal demonstration surgery. For Chen Qun, who had performed hundreds of operations, the procedures were simple and quick, simple and unadorned. There were no dazzling movements, nor was there any deliberate meticulous carving. It was simply a procedure for the author to cut and stitch the operation.    

On the big screen at the front desk in Cosmetic Unit, a simple scar removal was being performed. A No. 11 scalpel was pressed against the skin of his arm, slowly cutting off a 6-centimeter long scar. Before the blood could seep out from the skin, he had already sewn the skin with 8-0 collagen thread.    

The small triangular needles were moving up and down in the needle holder, interweaving back and forth. It was as accurate and simple as performing an art embroidery. Before anyone could recover, the operation was over.    

Lee Bing became a bit absent-minded after taking a few glances. Chen Qun's technique seemed to have improved a lot compared to the last time when he had repaired for Xie Dong. He had abandoned many flashy and unrealistic movements, almost to the point where he was unable to work properly and was completely accomplished by nature. What moved him the most was that there seemed to be room for improvement.    

This kid can improve?    

Lee Bing's heart ached. He remembered that when he was in his twenties, he had to sew up countless bullfrogs to produce a delicate and exquisite cosmetic stitching technique. However, this brat seemed to be dead wood.    

How did he do it?    

Was talent really that important? Lee Bing looked at the pair of fingers that were a bit more slender than his, and countless questions started to arise in his heart.    

"Chen's technique seems to have improved again!"    

Du Shaohua from the cosmetic surgery department walked in, followed Expert Li's gaze, and couldn't help but feel his heart tremble slightly as he came to a conclusion.    

"Of course, but Old Du, don't have any evil thoughts. We are rivals right now, so there's no need to think about poaching Chen into your department."    

Lee Bing hugged his hands and put on a condescending look. He looked at the director arrogantly. He was trying his best to make use of his advantages and not let this salted fish, which had no sense of existence, have any chance of turning over.    

The purpose of the Cosmetic Unit cooperation with Old Man Liu this time was to rope in Chen Qun, and also to curry favor with the core family of the multinational corporation. As for the income, he had never considered it. As for Du Shaohua, who mainly underwent plastic surgery, he would just crush him without giving him any face.    

Doctor Li's face stiffened. He stopped watching the live broadcast and got the control panel to stop the live broadcast.    

Surgery was not about writing or painting. No matter how skilled a doctor was, he would always make small mistakes, and no one was an exception. He was extremely clear on the principle of not letting things go when they were good. Even if Chen Qun was more skilled than machines, there was no need to add pressure on him. He could stream the entire operation and let these surgeons, who were unsatisfied with the result, pick out the bones from the eggs.    

"Dr. Lee, the reason you called me over wasn't to visit a giant panda like you, right? If you have something to say, just say it, no need to stammer."    

Du Shaohua is also the director of a national key hospital, he has seen too many fierce dragons cross the river. Now that the notorious Veterinarian Lee had come over to ruin the scene, the emergency department had started a new cosmetic surgery business, which was to steal food from the tiger's mouth. Naturally, they had to show some of their abilities and not just perform a few facelift surgery that everyone knew.    

Lee Bing immediately put on a professional posture and asked the cannon fodder in front of him.    

"Do you know about Mobius syndrome?"    

Du Shaohua knew that the meat of the show had arrived. Even though he wanted to put on an indifferent face, a surprised look on his face betrayed his true thoughts.    

"You mean facial paralysis? When did you change to a neurologist? Your Giant Panda Cosmetic Unit treat congenital facial paralysis? Are you going back to work?! "    

Lee Bing couldn't hide the smile on his face and directly went back to his room. If he didn't have some weird surgery, how would he have the face to call it national treasure? Furthermore, from a pathological point of view, facial paralysis is also an important part of cosmetic surgery, so I have decided to use this surgery to develop the name of my clinic. You are a cosmetic surgery expert, so you should give me some advice! "    

He saw that the director of cosmetic surgery had fallen silent and immediately offered him an olive branch.    

Yesterday, I signed an agreement with the hospital, that is, this Giant Panda Clinic will only do some special cosmetic surgery, and some free Level 1 cosmetic surgery. As for the other normal cosmetic surgery, I will transfer them all to your cosmetic surgery department.    

There must be something behind this anomaly, and Du Shaohua was no longer sure of his intentions. But to be able to ally with Xiangyun Hospital, this person who opens his eyes to money would definitely have to pay a price, otherwise, he would have already been swept out of the room.    

In short, Xiangyun Hospital didn't care about his plastic surgery, but Veterinarian Lee needed the golden signboard for Xiangyun Hospital. It would naturally be clear in the blink of an eye who was in the lead in the negotiations.    

When Du Shaohua heard this, he immediately knew that this brat was forced by Director Liu to sign countless treaties on humiliation. Who knows, he might even be working in this clinic for nothing, so he wouldn't need the benefit of the plastic surgery department.    

"What you mean by facial paralysis syndrome is actually the short circuit of the sixth nerve, which controls the facial expressions of the human body. When the seventh nerve system lost its effect on the human brain, the human body would be expressionless, unable to laugh or feel sadness. This is something that belongs to the neuroscience department, do you want to fight over territory with them? "    

"Most importantly, do you have a case? "How old are you?"    

Lee Bing proudly announced as he listened to the director's question.    

"It would be child's play if you had an operation on a child. The operation I'm about to perform, the patient is seventeen years old, a very beautiful girl. I've applied for the International Medical Research Fund, which is free of charge and requires no patient to pay for it. "    

This was the reason why the Giant Panda's Cosmetic Unit was so powerful.    

Du Shaohua instantly understood what was going on and asked in astonishment.    

"Chen is in charge of the operation?"    

Lee Bing glanced over.    

"Can you find a better candidate?"    

When Du Shaohua heard this, his heart was like a river. Since when did the young generation grow up and beat these unfamous seniors to death on the beach?