"Boss Zheng, I've changed my clothes. Can I come in and have a look?" an old voice said in the hall.
"Master Yan, please come in," Zheng Ren said softly as he performed the surgery without raising his head.
Master Yan was a familiar name. Director Qiu felt a little stiff since he came in and saw Master Yan.
In Tiannan, Master Yan was a legend. Today, the iceberg-like folklore master was just an outer disciple who could not even enter the mountain gate. In his eyes, that person was like an in-service doctor. That person had no status in Master Yan's eyes.
Many in-service doctors said that they studied under someone, but those who were powerful would not remember a particular in-service doctor. If they cherished talent and met a truly talented person, they would do everything possible to keep him by their side and cultivate him.
Today, the Feng Shui master and folklore expert had a proud face. When he answered the phone, the expression on his face suddenly became humble and obedient. From this small matter, one could see Master Yan's identity and status.
Director Qiu felt his heart tremble a little. He must not make a mistake in front of Master Yan. He kept repeating in his heart, afraid that there would be a problem.
This operation was not in the hospital, but in the deep mountains. Director Qiu had his own guess what it meant. At least, it was important and there were some secrets. He kept repeating in his heart that there must be no mistakes.
"Boss Zheng, Little Su, what did you see in the surgery?" Master Yan came in wearing isolation clothes, a sterile cap and a mask. He was obviously not used to this outfit and was a little embarrassed.
"Master Yan, it is the same as the preoperative judgment. The bulge is a wandering Kirschner needle." Su Yun pointed at the Kirschner needle with hemostatic forceps and said.
Master Yan stood behind Su Yun and saw a steel needle appear in front of his eyes among the free flesh and blood. He was suddenly stunned.
Turning illusion into reality? No, it was not True Qi at all. It was a wandering Kirschner needle.
This mistake was a little too big. Master Yan did not know whether to laugh or cry.
When he calmed down and carefully observed the position of the Kirschner needle, he found that the tip of the needle was near the Governing Vessel.
His previous judgment was not wrong. The Governing Vessel was indeed suppressed, causing the Governing Vessel to be blocked.
"Boss Zheng …"
"Yes?"
"I'm fine." Yan Shifu wanted to say something but stopped. The huge disappointment in his heart made him lose his composure.
"Master Yan, as a junior, I have to say a few words to you." While performing the surgery, Su Yun said to Master Yan, "It's fine as long as the person is alive. What the hell are you talking about? Are you really going to ascend to heaven? They might not be as good as us here. "
"Don't talk nonsense. Science, science." The blunt scissors in Zheng Ren's hand dissected the adhered tissue. The entire dissection was clean, but the Kirschner needle remained untouched.
"Boss, I'm talking to Master Yan. Yan Zhangsen understood how to explain science to him. Talking about science with Master Yan … "Su Yun argued.
"I understand, too." Master Yan said with some bitterness in his mouth.
"You know, but you still say that it's turning the void into reality. You didn't see how ugly the boss's expression was when he talked about the Protector and the Tribulation Transcendence." Su Yun smiled and said, "It's fine. Just take out the Kirschner needle. In the past, during the fixation surgery, the end of the Kirschner needle was not knocked into a 90 ° right angle. Now, the Kirschner needle was not used unless necessary. Even if you use it, you have to guard against the possibility of it drifting away. "
"…"
Master Yan was silent. He watched as the metal needle gradually became clear and appeared in his field of vision. He lamented in his heart that everything was just an illusion.
The patient lay silently on the 'operating table' without saying a word. Zheng Ren did not know what he was thinking.
After more than ten minutes, the entire Kirschner needle was almost free. Zheng Ren quietly asked for an appendix retractor, adhered the Kirschner needle to the tip of the sacrococcygeal needle and gently lifted it, beginning the final bottom dissociation.
The moment the needle tip was lifted, Zheng Ren vaguely felt the patient move.
He paused in confusion and did not continue the surgery. Instead, he observed the patient's condition. Perhaps the concentration of anesthetic was not enough. The patient had … Impossible! Could it be that he was mistaken?
Zheng Ren looked carefully but did not see the patient continue to move.
"Senior, the Governing meridian is open!" the patient said hoarsely, lying on the 'operating table'.
"Is the Changqiang acupoint open? Boss Zheng just moved the Kirschner needle away, "Master Yan said.
"Yes! True Qi can flow through the Changqiang acupoint. It's open! It's open!! "
Zheng Ren could not see the patient's expression, but he could feel the joy from the depths of his heart from his voice. Or was it ecstasy?
Continuous epidural anesthesia with the patient conscious was really troublesome. Zheng Ren suddenly felt that general anesthesia was better. He did not like to chat during surgery, let alone chat with the patient during surgery.
With a gesture, Zheng Ren handed the end of the appendix retractor to Su Yun and started dissociating with the blunt scissors and hemostatic forceps.
However, when the blunt scissors were first lowered, they did not fall where they should have been. There seemed to be some kind of force in the small space that 'pushed' the blunt scissors away. An abnormal connective tissue kept trembling, causing trouble during the surgery.
"Huh?" Su Yun noticed something was wrong. He asked in surprise, "Boss, is the lighting bad?"
"No, one of the hyperplasia has an electrophysiological reaction," Zheng Ren said in a low voice.
He did not continue to speak. Instead, he felt and resisted the force. Perhaps Su Yun had said that the lighting was bad and his eyes were a little blurred. Or perhaps he was too nervous and made a mistake during the surgery?
Zheng Ren glanced at the Stamina bar on the System panel. It was almost full, so it should not be an illusion caused by his lack of stamina.
Su Yun was surprised. He probed the position of Zheng Ren's blunt scissors with the head of the bipolar electrocautery.
Then, he also felt a force that should not have existed. It was very weak, but he could feel it.
Before Su Yun could move, Zheng Ren opened his slightly closed eyes and started moving the blunt scissors and hemostatic forceps in his hands again.
It was as if nothing had happened. After a short pause, the surgery was back on track. Zheng Ren's hands were steady. Every operation was flawless. The previous misplacement did not happen again.
The physiological reflex at the abnormal point that caused the hyperplasia of the connective tissue to tremble was immediately overcome. He focused on the free Kirschner needle, moving all the way up from the tailbone.
Su Yun quietly watched his boss's operation. He changed his habit of talking while driving in the operating theater and stayed silent, focusing on cooperating with Zheng Ren's movements.
He took out the Kirschner needle and sutured layer by layer. The gauze in Zheng Ren's hand was not soaked. The specks of blood seemed to show how perfect the surgery was!
After a series of sutures, the last needle came out. Zheng Ren cut the thread with the blunt scissors in his hand and the surgery was over.
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