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The medical supplies in the box had been checked many times. Feng Xuhui was sure that there were no omissions. No matter what problems Chief Zheng encountered in the operating theater, he would have the corresponding materials.
Feng Xuhui even bought a grinding head for the coronary artery grinding technique at his own expense.
Changfeng only had the most basic equipment, and his technical level was still very average. In other words, it was not very useful. Therefore, he did not force it. Instead, he found a sales person from another company and spent money to buy an imported equipment at the factory price.
Chief Zheng would not use it often, and his income was rising. He felt that this was what he should do. The money was not spent in vain.
The first surgery took a full hour.
Even if it was a teaching surgery, this was the longest one.
The members of the expert group who were watching the surgery left reluctantly, and the next group of people came in to watch the surgery.
Feng Xuhui's foreign language skills were average, so he could only vaguely hear that they were arguing fiercely. He did not understand some of the professional terms.
Zhou Chunyong did not go out. He took off his lead apron and handed it to a foreign chief in the second batch who was familiar with him. He went straight to the operating room and moved a stool to sit beside Feng Xuhui. He pressed Feng Xuhui, who was about to stand up to help him, down on the stool and asked with a smile, "Little Feng, are you tired?"
Feng Xuhui broke out in a sweat.
He had been sitting all the time. What was there to be tired about?
Zhou Chunyong was trying to find something to say.
He knew why. It was not because he was awesome that Chief Zhou and a small salesperson like him had nothing to say, but because of the person who was watching the radiographic films inside.
"Chief Zhou, look at what you're saying. You're the one who's really working hard." Feng Xuhui sat on the stool and lowered his body. He was slightly shorter than Zhou Chunyong and replied respectfully.
"I'm really old." Zhou Chunyong sighed half-truthfully. "I barely managed to do it yesterday, but I didn't expect to faint. In the past, I was always the one laughing at others. I didn't expect others to laugh at me now. "
"Chief Zhou, don't say that," Feng Xuhui said seriously. "Your bones are stronger than mine."
As he said that, he smiled. "We can't compare with Chief Zheng. If it were a young man, you would make him wear a lead apron that weighs dozens of kilograms to perform seven or eight hours of surgery. No one would be able to stand. Anyway, I can't stand up. "
Zhou Chunyong knew that Feng Xuhui's words were a little exaggerated, but they were all within an acceptable range. It made him feel comfortable, but it didn't make him feel that it was too fake.
"Boss Zheng's body is really amazing," Zhou Chunyong said in admiration.
"I didn't see it at that time. As soon as the car arrived at Pengxi Village Hospital, I fainted. Later, I heard from Old Liu inside that Chief Zheng stood for three days and three nights in Pengxi Village while wearing a lead apron and performed about three hundred surgeries. "
Zhou Chunyong thought about this number. Although it was not the kind of absolute number that was hard to accept, it was still a number. However, the more professional a person was, the more they knew the difficulties involved.
It was a little exaggerated, but he could still … accept it. He could not ask Boss Zheng how many surgeries he had performed.
Standing for three days and three nights was already inhuman. They also had to wear lead aprons that weighed dozens of kilograms, which was equivalent to marching with a heavy load.
When he was young, he should have been able to do it … maybe.
However, it was absolutely impossible to perform one hundred surgeries a day on average. It was already not bad to be able to perform ten or eight interventional embolization surgeries for severe pelvic fractures a day, let alone a hundred.
Zhou Chunyong sighed softly. It was not that he was old, but that Boss Zheng was too cruel. Thinking about what Feng Xuhui said, if a young man were to go up, he would not be able to stand for seven or eight hours. Thinking of this, he became interested in Feng Xuhui.
This young man was quite good at talking. Unknowingly, he had coaxed him into a much better mood. Yesterday, when he fainted due to hypoglycemia, the trace of obsession left in his heart disappeared.
"Little Feng, you've taken the right step." Zhou Chunyong smiled and said, "If you follow the right person, you won't have to worry about food or drink for the rest of your life."
"What you said …"
While they were chatting, the phone of the matron of the operating theater rang.
"Director Wang …"
She had just called out when she was interrupted.
"Okay, okay, I'll ask right away."
As she spoke, the matron of the operating theater pressed the button on the intercom. "Old Liu, the director asked you how long the surgery will take. There's … an emergency patient who wants you to see if you can stop the bleeding."
"What patient?"
Zheng Ren's voice came from the inside.
The matron immediately asked a few more questions and said with a stunned expression, "But the electroplated chair exploded. It was said that the fire brigade has already gone and is sawing the chair."
"It can be done. Let them establish a venous channel. First, emergency treatment. When the condition is stable, directly send the person up," Zheng Ren said in a deep voice and used his shoulder to push Liu Xuzhi out of the operating area.
The image on the screen instantly sped up countless times.
In Zhou Chunyong's eyes, the previous surgery was normal and slightly slow. But now, the speed had directly soared. In a methodical manner, the speed of the surgery was directly adjusted to 16 times the speed by an invisible finger.
There were constant exclamations of surprise from the members of the expert group.
That kind of unconscious surprise caused the sound of the air flow in the chest to resonate, rising and falling like waves.
Su Yun covered his forehead and sighed.
Zhou Chunyong saw that he had put away his phone, so he stood up and said with a smile, "Doctor Su, you should go on stage this time, right?"
"No need." Su Yun was a little depressed. "It's probably a pelvic arteriovenous plexus rupture. I'll embolize the artery and perform an exploratory laparotomy."
As he said that, he blew a breath and said, "He's just a f * cking busy life. He can't stop even when he's in Xilin Town."
Zhou Chunyong thought about it and it seemed to be the case.
There were quite a few cases of office chairs that could be lifted exploding, but there were not many.
"Boss Zheng seems to be very good at surgery," he asked tentatively.
"He definitely has to go. With his temper, his dog stomach can't hold two taels of sesame oil," Su Yun said. "Don't worry about him, Chief Zhou. Send the expert group away, then come and meet us. Let's go to the Gobi together."
Zhou Chunyong was delighted. Wasn't he licking his old face just for this sentence? Although no one invited him in the end, he still had to go. After all, it was not as good as now.
He pretended to be profound and said, "Where's Boss Zheng? Wait for him for a while. "
"He can go by himself," Su Yun said. "Feng, how many gelatin sponges did you bring?"
"24." Feng Xuhui reported the number accurately.
Su Yun did not say anything. He patted Feng Xuhui's shoulder and began to chat in the group again, broadcasting the developments on this side. Little Yiren and Chang Yue had already picked up the Chu sisters with Hei Zi. They were ready and waiting to set off.
Zhou Chunyong could not make up his mind. Should he wait for Boss Zheng or accept Su Yun's invitation and meet up with the others directly?
However, on second thought, he made up his mind to go with Su Yun.
Boss Zheng was not easy to deal with. All of his methods would not be of use. What was this called again? He had no desires.
If he had that time, he might as well get to know Boss Zheng's entire medical team. If there was any mishap in the future, there would be someone to talk to him.
As he thought about it, he forgot what he was thinking. His eyes looked at the screen and after a few seconds, they straightened.
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