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Chapter 999: Crashing Enthusiasm (Part 2)

Chapter 999: The passion that makes people collapse (Part 2)

"Teacher Lu, please help me to help me hold the mirror. Just don't move at this angle." Shen Lang's words were still so polite and enthusiastic.

Lu Tiancheng stood in the assistant position, full of suspicion.

Shen Lang said that he asked him to guide his surgery, but why did he do it himself? Or did he have the surgery to watch himself to avoid any slut.

Holding the mirror, isn’t this the work done by the assistant?

"Teacher Lu, yes, just help me with it."

"Shen Lang, you are young and need someone to help you, and you will be successful." The anesthesiologist lowered his head and recorded the value, and started running the train...

"Isn't this Teacher Lu coming? It's better to ask Teacher Lu to support him than to ask his nurse's sister to help him." Shen Lang's train ran faster than anesthesiologist.

But these are all old jokes, and it is not interesting to say too much, and it did not cause counterattacks from the equipment nurses and the circuit nurses.

Lu Tiancheng was also immune to such trains, so he focused on watching the TV screen.

On the screen, a braided thread appeared faintly, and a metal object could be seen under the thread tip.

This should be a positioning device next to the small lung nodule.

Shen Lang should have cut the second incision, but the patient's chest wall has only one positioning point. It is estimated that this point is to be fixed left and right to avoid turning the incision, Lu Tiancheng thought of it.

He is experienced and not a novice doctor. He can see more in every detail.

But unexpectedly, Shen Lang directly inserted the straight cutting stapler into the chest cavity along the only incision.

"Shen Lang, everything is in the same hole?" Lu Tiancheng kindly reminded, and even his tone was in question rather than declarative sentences.

He tried to calm his words.

Is it that people are under the roof? Lu Tiancheng dares not play the temper of a superior doctor to Shen Lang.

"Oh, we all do single-hole laparoscopes on this side, just cut a small hole." Shen Lang said, "Teacher Lu, you are so good at supporting the mirror. You can see that you have experienced many battles."

Lu Tiancheng was sweating profusely.

What a fuck!

I was actually told by a three-year-old doctor that I could help me in the mirror! I was still experienced and experienced many battles!

This should be said by yourself.

The door of the operating room behind him opened, and Shen Lang didn't look back, "Congwen, I'm going to shoot."

"The location is OK, open it." Zhou Congwen's voice came from behind.

Lu Tiancheng carefully held the mirror and then saw Shen Lang use a straight-line cutting stapler to shoot it.

Take out the straight-cut stapler, install the nail cartridge, and another shot.

After the wedge cutting, Shen Lang started to check the cut tissue on the operating table while preparing to warm salt water.

"No problem, I saw the little nodule." Zhou Congwen said, "Then you are busy, I'll go to the next door to see the tech room."

"Okay!"

In the cut tissue, Lu Tiancheng saw the positioning anchor and the small nodules.

Shen Lang handed over the tissue to the nurse and began to rinse the chest cavity. The anesthetist's lungs bloating...

Lu Tian is familiar with these steps in Chengdu, but he always feels that something is strange.

The surgery was done too quickly!

In just a moment, Lu Tiancheng figured out something was wrong - Shen Lang was not asking himself to be a teacher and guiding him on how to undergo surgery!

Lu Tiancheng is not stupid. He is very smart and clever. He is also an old doctor who has been engaged in cardiothoracic surgery for more than fifteen years.

This middle-level backbone force is well aware of various clinical details, and after a trance, Lu Tiancheng discovered the truth!

Shen Lang didn't have to guide the operation himself, but he did the operation alone. If he didn't hold the mirror himself, he would have to do the work with the equipment nurse, which would more or less affect the operation time of about 2 minutes.

Thinking of this, Lu Tiancheng almost cried.

I was a middle-level backbone doctor in cardiothoracic surgery and came to Zhou Congwen's medical team. The job I had to do was to hold the mirror!

Shen Lang was so polite to himself, just to make himself hold the mirror!

I am equivalent to a device nurse, and I am not even as good as a nurse girl.

Lu Tiancheng, who figured everything, felt that the whole world had been subverted. He wanted to do something to leave a good impression on Zhou Congwen.

But he did nothing in the whole operation, and he couldn't do it, let alone him.

Seeing the operation over, Lu Tiancheng was in a mess.

Once upon a time, not far a year ago, the Department of Cardiac Thoracic Surgery of Jianghai Third Hospital required at least three surgeons to complete the operation, and the operation schedule was about 2 hours.

In Zhou Congwen's medical team, Shen Lang, a young doctor who was completely ineligible to take the surgery, used the independent operation...

Lu Tiancheng looked back at the time and took 15 minutes to resolve the battle.

Is this a minimally invasive surgery? Lu Tiancheng was a little confused.

Suddenly, he saw Shen Lang let the anesthesiologist swell his lungs, and at the moment when the lung lobes swelled to the maximum extent, he skillfully tied the knot.

"Direction, Shen Lang, you didn't go down to drain the traffic!" Lu Tiancheng finally caught a mistake, and it was such a mentally retarded mistake. He felt much more comfortable.

"Teacher Lu, we do single-apertures on this side, so we don't need to drain the drain." Shen Lang's thread scissors in his hand cut the last line short, and the patient began to get restless.

The operation was very good, but Lu Tiancheng had no time to sigh, and he stared at the other people in the operating room in a daze.

Shen Lang talked nonsense, and everyone else always had to remind him.

However, neither the anesthesiologist nor the equipment nurse spoke. The equipment nurse and the circuit nurse were checking the numbers and focusing on them.

The anesthesiologist has begun to push medicine, urge to wake up, prepare to extubate the tube, and they are busy.

This operation was done... Lu Tiancheng felt that his views were subverted and fragmented.

"Teacher Lu, wait for me, I'll go and take the patient away before picking up the patient." Shen Lang said quickly after lifting the patient onto the flat car.

"Isn't it a nurse to answer?" Lu Tiancheng asked another silly words in a daze.

"There are too few people, there are really not so many people." Shen Lang said while cleaning up the patient's things.

Films, medical records, clothes, shoes... Shen Lang was nagging like an obsessive-compulsive patient, putting another thing on the flat car, and then quickly checked it and sent the patient off the stage.

Lu Tiancheng looked at all this silently, and the operation was completed in this way, and it was actually completed in this way!

What's next?

He felt a little dazed in his spirit, as if he was dreaming, what should he do?

The anesthesiologist is cleaning the machine, replacing disposable consumables, and cleaning the equipment nurse, preparing to temporarily disinfect the next patient.

What should I do? Lu Tiancheng thought in a daze.

Lu Tiancheng stood in the corridor of the operating room of the Second Hospital of Medical University, and it seemed as if it had snowed in his heart, white and extremely lonely.

By the way, go find Zhou Congwen and see what he is doing.
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