Chapter 410

There is an old saying in Eastern Han — passing the imperial exam is a minor achievement, the wedding night is the major one.

Eastern Han has another old saying as well — a moment of the spring night is worth a thousand gold.

Fang Ziye got five cents at most.

When he reached the community building's doorway, Fang Ziye dialed Xiong Jinhuan's number, his face slightly dark: "Jinhuan, come find me at the Emergency Operating Room doorway!"

In the Trauma Surgery doctor's office, Xiong Jinhuan was reading literature; hearing this, the corner of her mouth curved up: "Okay, Industry Brother, I'm coming right away."

"What surgery?" Xiong Jinhuan also didn't mind that Fang Ziye didn't even call her Older Brother; they were the same age, calling by name was fine too.

"Come over and we'll talk."

Xiong Jinhuan discovered the call had already been hung up; Fang Ziye's cold tone carried an indescribable sense of unfamiliarity.

"Industry Brother's mood seems a bit off today?" Xiong Jinhuan frowned, thought carefully for a while, but still couldn't figure out where she had offended Fang Ziye.

Xiong Jinhuan shut down the computer, then immediately stuffed the box lid into her backpack; not bothering to put the backpack in the doctor's rest room, she carried it on her back and rushed straight toward the Emergency Department's Emergency Operating Room direction.

When she reached the operating room doorway, Xiong Jinhuan happened to see Fang Ziye; however, Fang Ziye walking briskly from the distance had a stern face, a deadpan expression, as if she owed him tens of thousands of yuan.

"Industry Brother." Xiong Jinhuan greeted proactively.

"Hmph!" Fang Ziye replied with a single cold word, then brushed past Xiong Jinhuan's side, took his name badge, changed into a set of scrubs, took the green surgical slippers, and started putting on shoes.

No other movements or expressions followed.

Xiong Jinhuan gradually reined in her joking thoughts, and also hurriedly grabbed clothes, surgical mask, and cap...

After reaching the changing room, Fang Ziye still didn't speak a word; after putting on the scrubs, he glanced at the time, then quickly put on cap and mask, immediately checked the information again, and then walked straight toward the operating room corridor.

A full ten-odd seconds passed before Fang Ziye called out: "Emergency Operating Room 5."

At that moment Xiong Jinhuan even wondered in her heart: Has Fang Ziye finally started getting arrogant after stepping down from the "Emergency Consultation" duty? Started putting on superior airs?

However, when Xiong Jinhuan arrived at the operating room, she discovered Fang Ziye was equally tight-lipped toward the other chief residents.

One of them was a chief resident Xiong Jinhuan happened to know — Chen Hongxing from Gastrointestinal Surgery; when he passed the operating room and greeted Fang Ziye, Fang Ziye merely nodded at him, then put all his attention on the patient's single right lower limb X-ray anteroposterior and lateral films.

Chen Hongxing got a cold shoulder, knocked his own right temple, and walked away from the operating room doorway.

Instantly, Xiong Jinhuan felt apprehensive.

Today's Fang Ziye is a bit strange; absolutely must not provoke him.

Tiptoeing, Xiong Jinhuan hurriedly put down her phone, then went out to start scrubbing and disinfecting; this patient's irrigation and disinfection would definitely have to be done by her.

Holding up her hands, Xiong Jinhuan re-entered the operating room; Fang Ziye had already put on a pair of sterile gloves and was instructing the instrument nurse: "Disinfection tray, disinfection gauze, povidone-iodine."

"Opening the table right away."

The circulating nurse was registering something at the moment and said: "The doctor who sent the patient for surgery called and said we might have to wait for the Trauma Surgery professor to arrive before opening the table?"

"We open the table first; when the professor arrives the professor can continue on the table; hurry up and do it, finish early and get rest! ~" Fang Ziye was not as easygoing as usual; his tone was stiff.

At this moment, Fang Ziye's heart was actually bitter.

Not to mention a thousand gold, even chatting for a few bucks would be nice; who would have thought?

Of course, Fang Ziye's heart also held a certain relief.

Suppose, just suppose, if he really got a phone call summoning him to the Emergency Operating Room while doing the real deed — that would be truly miserable.

Chief resident, truly a damn big fool!

"Alright then! ~" The circulating nurse didn't dare delay further, immediately cooperated with the instrument nurse to pour the povidone-iodine needed for disinfection full.

Today's patient had relatively simple damage — just a mangled extremity at the left lower limb knee joint level; the damaged structures extended from five centimeters above the knee joint to five centimeters above the ankle joint.

Large-area degloving crush injury, skin and soft tissue mud-like defect, skeletal framework chaotic, looking messy...

But the overall condition was okay; although there was femoral artery damage, it had been handled at the accident scene; after timely hemostasis, there were no shock symptoms.

No chest or abdominal injuries; after being sent to the Trauma Center, they were sent to the Emergency Operating Room at the first time; informed consent had already been completed.

'Limb salvage + debridement and suturing (standby amputation)!'

All mangled extremities would standardly have standby amputation, just in case.

Disinfection of mangled extremities is originally a rather big trouble; after all, due to soft tissue skin degloving, fractures even bone defects, it's hard to disinfect, even needing two or even three people to help.

But today's Fang Ziye, as if he had taken stimulants, single-handedly gripped the lower limb and used longitudinal traction to lift the patient's left lower limb.

The patient was under general anesthesia, intubated and monitored; vital signs were very stable; the anesthesiologist was a young woman; after watching Fang Ziye's "strongman" signature move, she scanned him up and down for a long time.

"Start disinfecting, Jinhuan! ~" Fang Ziye's voice carried a hint of command tone.

Xiong Jinhuan immediately started using the disinfection forceps to hold the iodophor gauze and began disinfecting!

"Industry Brother, the tourniquet hasn't been tied yet." Xiong Jinhuan asked in a low voice.

"Tie what wool yarn tourniquet; this patient's femoral artery has already been mechanically clamped for hemostasis; what significance does tying a tourniquet have now?" Even Fang Ziye's teaching tone carried a hint of edge.

Xiong Jinhuan stopped speaking further.

Tonight's Fang Ziye has grown thorns all over; absolutely do not provoke.

Could it be he quarreled with Luo Tingzhu? Originally wanted to coax her, but got called to emergency surgery instead, so mood is bad?

While Xiong Jinhuan was wildly speculating, at the operating room doorway, two more people in scrubs walked in.

Xiong Jinhuan looked up and saw Luo Tingzhu; the other one, Xiong Jinhuan also recognized — precisely Anesthesiology Department's Ceng Quanming Zhuren.

After the two entered the operating room, Ceng Quanming said: "Nie Yan, you go next door; I'll handle anesthesia for this surgery."

"Zhuren Ceng, anesthesia is already done." While Nie Yan spoke, her gaze still glanced at Fang Ziye who continued holding the leg, thinking she might add a WeChat friend later.

The heroic-looking Fang Ziye hit the sweet spot of many appearance-obsessed young girls.

"Since it's done, go do anesthesia next door then?" Ceng Quanming naturally understood Nie Yan's thoughts, but still ruthlessly chased Nie Yan out with a heart of iron.

The department already had one Anesthesiology doctor who had been 'abused' to tears several times by Luo Tingzhu; there was no need to add another Anesthesiology junior physician.

Although Ceng Quanming didn't know Nie Yan, making Nie Yan go head-to-head with Luo Tingzhu — unless it was comparing theory — otherwise, in other aspects, Nie Yan could not possibly be Luo Tingzhu's rival.

The most important theory in Anesthesiology is related to Cardiology, and then water-electrolyte balance.

In this aspect, Cardiology is the foremost expert, absolutely not inferior to ICU; however, for some reason, Luo Tingzhu's attainment and theory in Cardiology are extremely high.

"Oh, alright!" Nie Yan shot Ceng Quanming a resentful glance, her mind exploding.

Director Ceng, I'm already twenty-nine, I still don't have a boyfriend. If I can't find one, I'll tell my family it's because Director Ceng you won't give me a chance, always exploiting me.

Inner complaints are one thing, but the Director's words still have to be listened to.

Immediately after, Luo Tingzhu sat down in front of the anesthesia monitor, carefully checking the anesthesia records Nie Yan had performed, comparing the types and times of anesthesia medications she had already brought into the operating room, and whether she had adopted combined anesthesia...

On the operating table, after Xiong Jinhuan completed the disinfection, she said: "Instrument Nurse, come help lay the middle drape!"

The instrument nurse stood up at those words, smoothly completing the laying of the small drape and middle drape, and only then put down the foot pad. Fang Ziye decisively put down the left lower limb he was holding and walked out the operating room door to scrub in.

As Fang Ziye passed Luo Tingzhu, the corners of Luo Tingzhu's eyes twitched slyly a few times, her long eyelashes fluttering *puff puff* a full four times.

She even cleared her throat: "Cough cough..."

As if saying, Senior Brother, don't have emotions anymore.

Hearing the sound, Fang Ziye's heart tightened, some of the gloom and depression dissipated, but he still felt a bit unreconciled.

You say, today is so good. The sunshine is bright!

You say, clearly everything was just perfectly natural progression, why did a mangled extremity have to come...

As Fang Ziye thought like this, the emotions he had suppressed began to rise again.

Fang Ziye put on the sterile surgical gown, put on sterile gloves, instructed the circulating nurse to adjust the shadowless lamp in the surgical field, and his little universe finally burst forth.

After the previous fallen patient's fracture surgery ended, it gave Fang Ziye a full nine thousand plus knowledge points, plus the previous inventory, totaling 13345 points.

Fang Ziye straightforwardly allocated 5000 points to vascular anastomosis, and another 5000 points to nerve anastomosis.

Trauma surgery theory had reached Level 5 during the last surgery.

Under the blessing of so many Level 5 skills, it unexpectedly caused a series of new surgical techniques to suddenly activate and flash on Fang Ziye's panel.

【Mangled Extremity Debridement Technique Level 3 0/500. (Current add point upper limit: Level 4)】

【Mangled Extremity Vascular Anastomosis Level 3 0/500. (Current add point upper limit: Level 4)】

【Mangled Extremity Nerve Anastomosis Transplant Level 3 0/500. (Current add point upper limit: Level 4)】

【Mangled Extremity Bone Defect Reconstruction Level 3 0/500. (Current add point upper limit: Level 4)】

【Mangled Extremity Soft Tissue Reconstruction Level 3 0/500. (Current add point upper limit: Level 4)】

After adding points, Fang Ziye was slightly stunned upon hearing this.

Then he immediately realized.

When basic skills reach a certain fire candidate, they gain the ability to innovate and create new surgical techniques. Many surgeries are actually derived step by step from basic skills.

So, because he added orthopedic specialty skills like vascular anastomosis and nerve anastomosis to Level 5, plus Level 5 trauma surgery theory, he unintentionally triggered the prerequisite conditions for mangled extremity treatment techniques.

Just like the osteotomy correction technique back then needed to satisfy certain prerequisites, once activated, the osteotomy correction technique could be taken out separately to practice proficiency.

Keep adding for me! ~

Give me add points!

Fang Ziye felt he currently desperately needed to release, to have a good satisfying time.

No matter what, he must have a satisfying time.

A satisfying surgery is still surgery.

Because of the relatively powerful trauma surgery basic theory, and the highly plastic basic skills, Fang Ziye almost completed the corresponding integration and comprehension of the new theory in just a few minutes.

Level 4 skill mature surgery proficiency already counts as industry entering-the-hall level.

A new technique with Level 4 skill proficiency, the speed of its execution, is not something Xiong Jinhuan's kind can understand.

Fang Ziye still did debridement first, however, this time's debridement speed and frequency, Xiong Jinhuan completely couldn't keep up.

"Electrocautery."

"Not the suction device, electrocautery." Fang Ziye saw Xiong Jinhuan hand over the negative pressure suction, and repeated once.

"Electrocautery, give!" Xiong Jinhuan currently hadn't participated in mangled extremity surgery, so her coordination was a bit flustered.

But even so, Fang Ziye's debridement speed was still very fast.

Not fast, but on the basis of being just right, even more flowing like clouds and water.

If Level 5 debridement technique facing mangled extremity is like a dog catching mice, encountering a mouse it can definitely bite it dead in one bite, with a dog around the mice in the house will definitely decrease.

Then mangled extremity debridement technique encountering mangled extremity is like a cat catching mice, effortless.

Within a radius of several hundred meters, it belongs to a mouse forbidden zone.

Because he had a more profound understanding of mangled extremity, Fang Ziye's Level 4 physical examination technique was brought to the extreme at this moment.

Almost as long as he touched somewhere, he knew how deep to cut there!

Just like a cat catching mice, even if the mouse is in a place it thinks is safe, it will be dug out by the kitty in an incredible way.

"Round knife give me one! ~"

"This is the femoral nerve stump, cut a glove ring, bind it to the side..."

"Here is the lateral head of the gastrocnemius muscle."

Xiong Jinhuan really couldn't take it: "Industry Brother, slow down a bit, I, I, I'm a bit confused!"

Joking aside, Xiong Jinhuan's current debridement technique, at best is Level 3 300+ proficiency, that's already looking down on her. Expecting Xiong Jinhuan with this bit of skill to catch Fang Ziye's current debridement progress, and only one person, is completely making things difficult.

Fang Ziye heard this, looked at Xiong Jinhuan quite helplessly, finally let out a knowing smile: "No rush, I'll wait for you..."

Words just finished, Wang Yuanqi and Gong Ziming two people had already slipped into the operating room, Wang Yuanqi immediately asked: "Ziye, can we scrub in?"

"Wang Shixiong, Ziming, you came just right, hurry up and scrub in." Fang Ziye immediately instructed.

Before long, Fang Ziye alone made three people all slightly flustered.

"Wang Shixiong, half-cut this muscle, completely cut away the rotten side, postoperative function can compensate."

"Gong Ziming, you guard this artery well, absolutely cannot let the vascular clamp fall, can appropriately do an exploration, don't advance the knife toward the medial side."

"Jinhuan, you……"

Hearing this, Luo Tingzhu had already pretty much taken over the entire anesthesia station, and after giving the patient another round of water and electrolytes, she dared to stand up reassuredly and look at the operating table.

Luo Tingzhu had been away from the Trauma Surgery department for about twenty days; actually, Luo Tingzhu also wanted the surgical table of surgery, after all, in order to be able to get on the Trauma Surgery operating table, she had paid a very, very great deal.

Of course, Luo Tingzhu was also a bit afraid of the Trauma Surgery operating table, because it was tiring.

Lifting the leg was tiring, the surgical duration was tiring, bone grafting and performing internal fixation surgery were all tiring; the surgical consumables required for such surgery were too much for many physically exhausted male students to bear, let alone her, a girl?

So, after attempting internal fixation device removal surgery a few times before, Luo Tingzhu began to wonder if she should switch to Internal Medicine.

Internal Medicine might indeed have longer working hours, but it didn't require expending so much effort, right?

Moreover, as a doctor of Trauma Surgery, one radish per hole; once you entered the position and didn't play your part, others would share the physical labor that should have been yours, increasing others' burden.

Back then, Luo Tingzhu had obviously thought too naively of Trauma Surgery.

She thought Trauma Surgery had relatively low requirements for academic papers and was easy to get a job in; as for the issue of strength, once inside, physical strength could be slowly trained.

But she had never thought that the strongmen of Trauma Surgery were famously……

Setting aside these thoughts, when Luo Tingzhu looked at Fang Ziye's surgery again, there were only four words to describe it.

Originally a mangled leg in utter disarray, under Fang Ziye's treatment, it now had shape and form; at least the lines of the muscles, nerves, and the strips of blood vessels each had their proper place.

The joint cavity, previously in utter chaos with bone fragments and debris everywhere, had now recovered the cleanliness a joint cavity should have.

The patient's meniscus was obviously torn to shreds, but after Fang Ziye's debridement, a small piece still remained.

According to the meniscus treatment theory of Sports Medicine, the benefit of preservation was greater than total removal.

If it could be preserved, preserve it.

As for issues like arthritis that might arise in old age.

If this surgery wasn't done well, there might not even be a lower limb for arthritis!

"Ziye, should this nerve be sutured in one stage? Are you sure?" Wang Yuanqi, hearing Fang Ziye's meaning, seemed to want to start suturing the nerve in the first stage.

But according to the mangled extremity treatment procedure that Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan had inquired about from Teacher Deng Yong at Teacher Deng Yong's place, it should be first-stage debridement, restoration of blood flow, and only in the second stage proceed with nerve suturing and functional reconstruction.

Fang Ziye suturing it in this first stage—what was he trying to do?

"Sure! ~"

"If it can be sutured, why not suture it? This patient's common peroneal nerve has only a segmental sharp injury; epineurotomy for decompression plus epineurial suture, and postoperative recovery will definitely be more favorable than a second-stage nerve graft."

"Circulating Teacher, open a vascular suture needle!" After replying to Wang Yuanqi, Fang Ziye began asking the Circulating Nurse for instruments.

"Okay, vascular suture needle." The Circulating Nurse had already prepared a large number of suture needles and could open the operating room at any time.

But she still added a sentence: "Teacher, can you go a bit slower? Anyway, we're going to stay up late, there's no need to……"

But as the Circulating Nurse spoke, she discovered Fang Ziye completely ignored her, and instead immersedly lowered his head again to suture the femoral artery.

With the newly upgraded Level 5 Vascular Anastomosis combined with Level 5 Basic Suturing Technique, suturing this femoral artery was truly like child's play.

The two breaks and three segments of one femoral artery were completely handled by Fang Ziye in just three minutes.

"Open the vascular clamps!" After releasing the vascular clamp on the distal end of the femoral artery, Fang Ziye said to Xiong Jinhuan.

Xiong Jinhuan said: "Just open it directly like that?"

According to Xiong Jinhuan's thinking, shouldn't such a thing wait until Professor Deng Yong and Teacher Liu arrived at the operating station before starting to handle it?

Fang Ziye was trying to rebel, starting to operate on everything.

Fang Ziye naturally wasn't trying to rebel, but wanted to end this surgery as early as possible.

Therefore, he pushed every step to the extreme.

Xiong Jinhuan didn't react, and Fang Ziye just went and took the vascular clamp himself.

The blood flow capacity of the femoral artery was huge; arterial blood was immediately led to the distal end, causing the artery to start filling up.

At the same time, the oozing blood at the wound also immediately increased.

Fang Ziye looked a few times; after not seeing any oozing blood near the suture site, he once again clamped the femoral artery with a hemostat!

Then he began to continue debriding the lower leg area.

……

When the operating room's Timing Panel reached about forty-plus minutes, Professor Deng Yong and Teacher Liu Huanglong teamed up and rushed to the operating room.

It could be seen that Deng Yong's face was flushed red, probably from drinking, but Liu Huanglong's complexion was normal; when he walked in, he had already washed his hands and disinfected.

Deng Yong smiled apologetically and said: "Professor Liu, today because of special reasons, I have to entertain outside guests, so I drank some alcohol and won't go on the operating station."

Liu Huanglong understood: "Of course, isn't Professor Duan of Tongji Hospital holding a mid-year Film Reading Meeting? He invited so many experts; Professor Deng, you not drinking with them wouldn't be suitable; I……"

After Liu Huanglong finished speaking, he began putting on a Sterile Surgical Gown, and at the same time started moving toward the edge of the operating table.

The previous sentence I got halfway through, my tongue was about to go numb!

"I… damn…" At the same time, a shiver ran through his whole body, and all drowsiness vanished.

Fang Ziye at this moment only slightly raised his head to glance at Teacher Liu Huanglong, then continued to begin the suturing of the anterior tibial and posterior tibial arteries distal to the popliteal artery.

The Needle Holder and Vascular Suture Needle, in Fang Ziye's hands, seemed to have become spirits; every stitch, no matter from which direction Fang Ziye came or how large the preparatory motion before operation, could arrive at the suitable position just right.

After piercing in, and then probing out, it was also at the suitable position.

When Fang Ziye tied knots, he could just discover that the proximal and distal ends of the blood vessel were closely apposed, but without redundant vessel eversion.

Teacher Liu Huanglong stood stunned for four seconds, and Fang Ziye had already completed one stitch of suturing and knot tying.

This was blood vessel suturing and knot tying, not suturing a surgical incision!

After Deng Yong discovered something was wrong, he approached smelling of alcohol, then looked at Liu Huanglong; Liu Huanglong's expression at this moment was very wonderful.

His eyeballs kept rolling around nonstop.

His mood fluctuated unpredictably, as if shocking waves were starting to make trouble in Liu Huanglong's heart, wave after wave impacting, making Liu Huanglong's hands and feet somewhat weak.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I here to do?

Why did I have to come?

Liu Huanglong regretted it.

Liu Huanglong regretted coming to Zhongnan!

At this moment, Liu Huanglong was very clear about what he was thinking.

Liu Huanglong came to the Trauma Surgery department at Zhongnan with the true intention of joining the group with his skills and conducting cutting-edge clinical research projects.

However, at this moment, Liu Huanglong realized he was wrong; he had come just to make up the numbers, like Deng Yong, becoming someone who merely made up numbers.

This beast Fang Ziye was truly watertight, giving you no opportunity to show yourself at all; if you wanted to show yourself, you could only reluctantly follow behind his buttocks and pick up the scraps.

If one were to speak of the highest quality level of a surgery, it was absolutely Fang Ziye performing the entire process from start to finish.

Damn it, what on earth kind of feed has Fang Ziye eaten?

How is it that the vascular anastomosis has reached which step again?

Teacher?

No, father-in-law, there's someone here opening a cheat, you catch him and dissect him...

Liu Huanglong's inner thoughts were wonderfully dramatic in an instant.

Fang Ziye seemed not to notice.

He felt great now!

This feeling of greatness was similar to how great Fang Ziye felt when he previously performed manual reduction techniques for fractures.

Fast and good, the operation flowed like clouds and water, his thoughts surged like a spring.

For such a complex disease type as mangled extremity, it seemed like lotus blooms, blooming layer by layer before Fang Ziye, and finally under his two hands, from an unknown flower bud, blooming into a gorgeous lotus.

"Doctor Liu, you've come at just the right time; this patient's femoral nerve and anterior tibial nerve are not severely damaged, I believe we can perform suturing in the first stage."

"We will perform reconstruction and filling of the bone defect in the second stage!" Liu Huanglong hadn't even finished putting on his clothes when Fang Ziye began directing.

Liu Huanglong finally finished putting on his gloves, arriving at the operating space opposite Fang Ziye that Wang Yuanqi and Gong Ziming had made way for.

Looking more carefully at the surgical field, Liu Huanglong asked: "How long have you been doing it?"

This beast Fang Ziye, damn it, absolutely opened a cheat, right? How could it be that from the lower segment of the femur to above the ankle joint, such a large wound, Fang Ziye was almost finished with the debridement.

Moreover, Fang Ziye had even sutured the femoral artery?

"Don't know, about an hour." Fang Ziye didn't raise his head, continuing debridement, cutting off the fibular-side one-third of the tibialis longus very cleanly and neatly, and quickly shaping the stump of the excised part.

Fang Ziye's cut seemed to directly cut open Liu Huanglong's heart again.

"Wait a moment!" Liu Huanglong called a stop.

Fang Ziye raised his head to look at Liu Huanglong.

Liu Huanglong looked at Deng Yong.

Deng Yong understood, immediately went out of the operating room door to wash his hands.

After coming in, despite having drunk alcohol, he also returned to the operating table.

Liu Huanglong organized the wound surface after Fang Ziye's debridement, raising his head to ask, word by word: "Deng... Professor, you... dare... be... sure... this... is... mangled extremity?"

By the last three words, Liu Huanglong only slightly sped up.

Deng Yong had not seen clearly at all from below the stage before.

Now that he was on the stage, he discovered that within the surgical field, apart from the bone defect, all bone spurs, fracture fragments, soft tissue pulp, and blood clots were gone.

The entire surgical field was extremely clean, comparable to the incision wound of an elective surgery!

This patient seemed not to be a mangled extremity case, but rather a complex disease type of skin defect, bone defect, tendon rupture, nerve rupture, tendon rupture.

Where was there any trace of mangled extremity?

Insulin for blood sugar is like father beating son; within the human body, it is just such a nemesis.

"The surgical field is tidied extremely well; every debridement of the debridement technique is just right, bold and generous, so the mangled extremity can be thoroughly cleared."

Deng Yong savored it seriously, using only forceps, not daring to use any sharp instrument.

He knew he had drunk alcohol and could not perform any operation.

But a person who drank alcohol watching surgery on the stage was allowed.

"You did it?" Deng Yong looked at Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye nodded, not feeling anything was wrong.

Almost the entire process was done by himself.

"You did this in one hour?" Deng Yong asked again.

Fang Ziye continued nodding.

But in his heart he silently said, So what!

I've gone on stage, used the best technique, and turned this patient's mangled part into this; what else do you want from me?

I came from the bed, from my girlfriend, to the operating room...

Is it illegal that I perform surgery fast?

Fang Ziye actually discovered that his current self was slightly obsessed.

Fang Ziye also discovered that he actually had a bit of the essence of a lecher...

"Master, I am very awake! ~" Fang Ziye replied to Deng Yong.

I didn't drink alcohol, didn't take drugs, was in a very clear state of mind, performed at my best, and gave the patient the best result; this is the patient's blessing.

As long as the surgery is done well, doing it fast is not illegal.

"You watched him do it?" Deng Yong didn't even use Ziye anymore, directly using him to replace, asking Wang Yuanqi and others.

Wang Yuanqi nodded, formally replying: "Master, the general photos of the patient when visiting the Trauma Center are with Teacher Xie Jinyuan, and then I basically watched Ziye step by step turn that kind of complex wound into the current dry surgical field."

Deng Yong fell silent.

He was silent to the point of not being able to say a word; after lowering his head for a few seconds, he put down the forceps in his hand and stepped back, with a calm tone: "You continue, Professor Liu, you and Ziye two people, be responsible as lead surgeon to complete the surgery."

"Good~" Liu Huanglong took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to retort in his heart, then once again pressed down his wildly beating heart.

Fang Ziye completed this surgery so fast, so well, which proved that on Fang Ziye's side, there were probably some experiences and insights capable of handling mangled extremity treatment.

These could be gathered into theory and passed on to fellow practitioners.

What is research for?

For summary.

In what aspect is the summary of research ultimately reflected?

Reflected in theory.

All research papers, when summed up, are actually just a few conclusions.

These conclusions are mostly support points for theory.

Once Fang Ziye had gained insight, it was equivalent to Fang Ziye's side having a very complete support point; next, what they had to do was find reason after reason for these support points to prove these theories were true.

This is raising the question!

"Teacher Liu, this nerve, suture in the first stage?" Although Fang Ziye had already decided in his heart, he still asked.

"First stage suture." Liu Huanglong nodded.

Thereafter, the two began coordinating, driving this mangled extremity's debridement technique, vascular anastomosis + nerve anastomosis + bone defect splint external fixation technique to its final stage.

By the time the two finished surgery, pasted the sterile negative pressure VAC onto the patient's skin, formally completing the surgery, the overall surgical duration had actually only taken two hours and ten minutes.

This was obviously a miracle.

When the patient was wheeled off the operating table, Luo Tingzhu and Professor Zeng Quanming personally carefully escorted him, planning to send him to ICU observation for a night.

When Luo Tingzhu exited the operating room door, she repeatedly lowered her head, her gaze carrying astonishment.

At this moment, Fang Ziye instead felt a bit embarrassed.

"Ziye, how on earth did you do it? Two hours, a mangled extremity limb salvage surgery, you just completed it? This is a miracle!"

"What kind of motivation made your small universe explode?" Liu Huanglong, tallying the surgical time and harvest, was filled with emotion!

His right arm held Fang Ziye very tight.

Fang Ziye knew why, but dared not say.

Could only say, LSP's potential is truly infinite.

"Maybe it was a coincidence, Teacher Liu." Fang Ziye's face slightly red, looked a bit embarrassed, what he thought of was naturally not this reason.

Deng Yong took Liu Huanglong's hand off: "Professor Liu, what motivation doesn't matter, what's important is we've already obtained this motivation's blessing!"

"Can almost foresee, at most in one year, there will be a second hospital also able to handle such mangled extremities!"

(Chapter End)