Zhu Jun gave up his plan to carry out new techniques, and with this notice, Li Qinghua actively promoted and moved forward.

He is very quick to do things and has strong execution ability.

Early in the morning after Zhou Congwen finished speaking, Li Qinghua brought Li Ran to Corey early in the morning meeting.

"You may know this. This is Li Ran, a new colleague in our science department." Li Qinghua briefly introduced it and began to take the lead in applauding.

Although it is a little embarrassing, as long as Li Qinghua doesn't feel it will be fine.

Li Ran was very serious, but he was also very cold, sarcastic, and casual, and bowed slightly with a contemptuous expression.

Stinky face syndrome is really annoying. Zhou Congwen sighed at the expression on Li Ran’s face.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about Li Ran’s face that doesn’t know how to smile, communicating with the patient’s family is the biggest obstacle.

But now there is a great lack of thoracic surgery. I will leave next year, so I will definitely leave Li Qinghua with a team.

The thoracic department of the Third Hospital cannot fail. First, Zhou Congwen is worried about this. After all, it covers hundreds of thousands of residents. Whether it is emergency or chronic diagnosis, it will definitely be better if there is such a hospital and such a thoracic surgery department.

Second, it is not possible to give Wang Cheng a chance to rekindle.

Although Li Ran is familiar with the thoracic people, he is still very reserved when he comes to a new environment.

"Li Ran, please be on duty with me these days." Zhou Congwen said, "Be familiar with the environment, I guess Director Li will let you take the post alone in about two weeks."

"Yes." Li Ran was taciturn, just responded and nodded.

"There is nothing special about our thoracic department. When we encounter severe emergency departments, Director Li will call us. Usually, sutures and pneumothorax need to be dealt with separately." Zhou Congwen said, "Did you have a holiday during the internship?"

"I've fought, but I haven't practiced for a long time." Li Ran answered honestly.

Zhou Congwen opened the drawer, took out a pack of Kaifeng Line 7 and handed it to Li Ran.

"I'll take a look."

Shen Lang also came over and said with a smile, "The closed-end drainage is very simple, you can learn it once."

"I know." Li Ran said indifferently, with three points of coldness, three points of ridicule, three points of carelessness, and a contempt is so specific, as if he is ridiculing Shen Lang for talking too much.

Shen Lang was stunned for a moment.

They are all colleagues, so?

"Li Ran didn't mean it." Zhou Congwen explained briefly, "You know what happened before, and he won't laugh after that."

Shen Lang only knows Li Ran, but is not familiar with him.

After hearing what Zhou Congwen said, he carefully looked at Li Ran's three-dimensional and rich expression on his face, and said in surprise, "So serious?"

As he said that, the gossip patterns in his eyes began to rotate, and Zhou Congwen could vaguely feel the flames behind Shen Lang.

"Tie knots." Zhou Congwen interrupted Shen Lang's gossip.

Li Ran started to tie knots, and his technique was very average. He could only say that he could do it, but he tied a knot and even tied a slip knot.

"This won't work." Zhou Congwen said.

But Shen Lang grabbed the line and started to teach Li Ran to tie knots as a teacher.

"This is how it is. Take your fingers back, and then..." Shen Lang told several tips.

Li Ran looked at it attentively, but the expression on his face was still a little cold, a little ridiculous, a little careless, a little contempt, as if he was watching a clown performing.

Zhou Congwen sighed.

Stinky face syndrome is really a terminal illness in his career. If Li Ran explains the condition to the patient's family like this, he may be beaten to death.

Forget it, as long as you can undergo surgery, there is no need for thoracic department now, so this is the only way.

"Here, that's it, you need to practice more. Surgery is actually not difficult, you can only be familiar with it. You have heard of the oil seller." Shen Lang finished his explanation.

He was very enthusiastic. Although he finished speaking, his hands were still on Line 7.

When he just started working, Shen Lang had countless imaginations about the future and his various basic skills were very solid, but he had no opportunities to practice.

Holding hands on Line 7, he felt itchy for a moment. Shen Lang began to tie knots while explaining to Li Ran.

He is very skilled in his technique, and his eyes are not looking at the thread, and he is blindly striking.

"Shen Lang, how much settlement is made in one minute to pass?" Li Ran asked with a serious expression.

"..." Shen Lang was stunned for a moment.

How many knots are there in a minute? There is no standard for this thing.

No matter how skilled you practice off the stage, you don’t have many opportunities to tie knots after surgery. For example, a necessary skill in thoracic surgery such as closed thoracic drainage, at most three knots are tied, and generally two are enough.

As for the surgery... In the past, there were many sutures for large chest opening. The sewing layer by layer could be made about dozens of knots. But one is the other, and the speed is actually not important.

"How many can you beat in a minute?" Seeing that Shen Lang did not answer, Li Ran changed his way of asking.

"I don't know, you can try it." Shen Lang changed into a new wire and put it on the handle of the drawer. "Li Ran, you count down, remember to count down one, two or three."

Li Ran nodded, took out his phone and found the stopwatch. Three points were cold and sarcastic, three points were careless, and a look of contempt had never changed. Seeing that Shen Lang was ready, he began to count down to three or two.

Something interesting.

Zhou Congwen put down the medical records at hand and saw Shen Lang tied the knot.

There are 65 knots per minute, and there are several knots that slip because Shen Lang pursues speed too much, but it can be said that his basic skills are still solid.

"Did I practice this way?" Li Ran glanced at Zhou Congwen.

"Absolutely." Zhou Congwen nodded.

"Congwen, you can try it."

Zhou Congwen shook his head.

"Come and try it? Don't be separated from the masses after being a doctor." Shen Lang smiled and joked, "Congwen, I guess you can get 100 in a minute."

Zhou Congwen did not make any special requests when he was leading students in his previous life, nor did he calculate how many knots he could tie in a minute.

Try it? Just try it.

Zhou Congwen took a No. 7 line, tried the 1.5mm feel, and smiled slightly.

“Three, two, one…”

Zhou Congwen started to tie the knot, and Shen Lang counted on the side.

But at the beginning he felt something was wrong, and he felt that his mouth could not keep up with Zhou Congwen's hand.

However, Zhou Congwen's actions were very stern, and he did not give people a very fast feeling...

A few seconds later, Shen Lang's eyes were a little blurry.

He suddenly realized that Zhou Congwen's hand speed was not unfast, but was too formal and standard. The amplitude and frequency of knots were carved from the same mold, so he gave people a feeling that he had never changed.

Zhou Congwen seemed to be a machine, and the knotted mechanical movement became more mechanical and cold in his hands.

When the stopwatch reached 42 seconds, Zhou Congwen stopped.

Shen Lang was stunned and asked in a daze, "162, keep going!"

"A thread is finished."
Chapter completed!