Director Ye is very interested in Zheng Ren.

He nodded, and naturally, Director Xu and the head nurse in the operating room were going to arrange for Xie Yiren to come to the stage. Ye Qingqiu seemed to be looking at Shu Ye, but in fact, he was thinking about Zheng Ren.

Strictly speaking, he and Zheng Ren have no intersection.

But both the immediate boss, Vice President Yuan, in charge of clinical work, and the directors of many departments below all looked and wished this little guy with kindness.

At the Council Affairs Meeting, Director Mao insisted on his strength, but in the end he was turned over without any strength to fight back. This matter had a great impact on Ye Qingqiu. What should he do, isn’t that simple?

When Director Mao was just now, he was so happy that he brought the certificate from the chief physician and professor to the door, but was ignored by Zheng Ren, Ye Qingqiu was not only happy, but also had a smile on his lips.

Something interesting, this little guy.

I stood steadily and didn't expect to step on two boats. Most young people must still think about getting along with each other and helping countless things at this age.

But how can things in this world be that simple? If you want to be able to do everything, you will usually be silently rejected by everyone, and you will not get the last little help.

Director Mao's face turned red again appeared in front of Ye Qingqiu. The smile on his face became even stronger, and he rarely put his worries on his face.

Seeing Ye Qingqiu seemed to be in a good mood, the atmosphere around him also soothed a little.

Xie Yiren brushed her hands, changed her clothes and went to the stage, and the disinfected surgical instrument box was placed on the instrument table, and was shining brightly by the light of the shadowless lamp.

After the box was opened silently, hundreds of instruments were arranged neatly and appeared in front of everyone. This was not the first time many people have seen each other, but they still couldn't curb the surprise and envy in their hearts.

Zheng Ren had already returned the ordinary equipment. At this time, he looked at the operation area and stretched out his hand, and slapped the hemostatic forceps and blunt scissors on his hand.

"I want big tweezers and scissors." Director Wei said, his fingers trembled slightly, as if he couldn't wait.

The tweezers and blunt scissors gently patted Director Wei's hand, and it seemed that there was no weight. The equipment that had just been disinfected still had a warm residual heat, and it was very comfortable to hold it in his hand.

Director Wei gently moved the big tweezers and clamped a piece of hyperplastic connective tissue with very little force, and the clamping was tightly clamped. He moved left and right, but there was no avulsion at the clamping.

This set of equipment is really good. Director Wei judged it with just one detail.

I'm afraid it's a very precise lathe truck, but it's not the kind of big-name surgical equipment I can usually see.

The operation continues.

After replacing the surgical instrument, the speed was a little faster. But it was only a little bit, which was completely incomparable to Zheng Ren's surgery speed in the past.

Thirty minutes...

One hour...

The hyperplastic connective tissue formed in five years has not been completely stripped away, but the outline of the broken bottle has been initially revealed.

A white sterile gauze wrapped around Director Wei's head, looking a little weird and funny. However, a sterile gauze cannot absorb all sweat. This is the fifth time the nurse traveled to Director Wei's sweat, and the frequency is getting higher and higher.

Zheng Ren suddenly said: "Director Wei, why don't you go down and take a break?"

Originally, Director Wei wanted to refuse, but this operation could not be performed with hands to perform blunt separation, and the progress was extremely slow. Every time he wanted to make a big move, he would be beaten by Zheng Ren, but what was frustrating was that it was proved that Zheng Ren was right afterwards.

There are traps everywhere, either sharp glass fragments or abnormally hyperplasia blood vessels. The surgery is too fast to be done.

Director Wei nodded and turned around and stepped down.

Professor Feng went to the stage to brush his hands, Director Wei tore off the sterile clothes and took off the sweaty lead clothes. He had no strength anymore and threw them directly into the corner of the operating room. The nurse on the circumference rushed over and took dozens of kilograms of lead clothes back to his original place.

"Director Wei, you're tired." Ye Qingqiu was bored. The operation seemed to be never completed. The sword was the same as before, with layers of connective tissue, and no end was seen.

"Old, there's nothing we can do." Director Wei shook his head.

"Let the young people do it, just check it below." Ye Qingqiu said: "Sit down and rest, I'll go and see the emotions of the patients' families."

This is because he doesn't want to waste time here. After all, it will take at least 6-8 hours to continue the operation according to this trend, and it may even be until dawn tomorrow morning.

Even if you stand below and look, your legs are heavy. The venous blood slowly bulged in the Great Saphenous Vein, making the whole vein bulge, giving people the illusion of carrying a sandbag.

The occupational disease of surgeons is saphenous varicose veins, for no other reason, it is because it takes too long to stand.

Ye Qingqiu didn't want to stand here for so long, and he couldn't play any role here. After a greeting, he took people out of the operating room to see the patient's family.

Zheng Renze is still continuing the surgery.

The operation was very slow, so he was not in a hurry. The shadowless light was bright, and in his vision, it was pitch black, and only the surgery area was bright.

All attention is focused on complex abnormal anatomical relationships, carefully dealing with every point that may have problems.

The operation was very tiring. If it were usual, Zheng Ren would have dissected the surgery first in the system operating room and deduced the surgical process in reverse.

However, this time, he had no chance. The limited surgical training time could not cover all the surgeries.

Two hours...

Three hours...

It turned out that the people from the observation stage went to rest one by one, and stood for more than ten hours, and no one could stand it.

The person in the position of the surgeon opposite Zheng Ren changed one after another. The highly nervous surgery will aggravate fatigue and eventually lead to deformation of the technique. So before the fatigue period, someone else came up.

There is no shortage of people anyway. All the directors and professors in the entire department of gastrointestinal surgery are present today.

Just change it and do it one by one.

This is a marathon-like operation.

Unconsciously, although Zheng Ren stood in the position of Ichisuke, he became a craftsman. Every professor who came up would involuntarily give the craftsman's rights to him.

It was not intentional, and some people also wanted to compete. But the hemostatic forceps always whistled and hit the radial diameter, causing everyone to give up trying.

However, no one cared about it, and felt that he was losing face. Director Wei was knocked on the radial styloid process, and everyone was watching. Even the chief director was beaten and he had multiple yarns.

Six hours later, a feeling of fatigue spread in the operating room.

Ye Qingqiu came back for the third time and saw that the operation was still going on, so he could only shake his head, go to the anesthesiologist lounge to rest, and wait for the operation to end.

Su Yun stood at the position of the craftsman, and he asked with a smile: "Boss, how long will it take?"

"Half done," Zheng Ren said lightly.
Chapter completed!