Zhao Wenhua looked at Su Yun after changing his clothes and going out, without saying a word. In Su Yun's ignorance, the contempt he looked down upon was undoubtedly revealed.

Is it just a little guy who graduated from graduate school, dares to be so presumptuous?

Nothing more arrogant than this one.

However, he quickly adjusted his mindset, took out his mobile phone casually, and opened the Xinglin Garden website.

The live surgery room has been opened, and the number of people is not large, only about 2,000 people.

Although live surgery is a rare thing, tips surgery only involves general surgery and interventional departments, and as for gastroenterology, it can barely be counted.

Therefore, it is normal for a smaller number of people watching the surgery.

Enter the live broadcast room and click on the patient's information. The patient's personal information has been blocked, and only the medical records and test reports, CT, magnetic and other images required by the doctor.

Zhao Wenhua carefully looked at the medical record.

Familiar medical record writing process, familiar conditions, familiar symptoms, and everything is very familiar.

Zhao Wenhua will also treat patients with advanced cirrhosis, portal hypertension, and stubborn ascites, and of course, he has also performed tips surgery.

After all, he is a professor in the 912 Hospital. Every year, he only runs a flying knife and goes out for tips surgery.

This is all money.

Although Zhao Wenhua had a high success rate of tips surgery, he knew that he could not compare with Zheng Ren's group.

Zheng Ren participated in earthquake relief and disaster relief. Professor Rudolph Wagner performed a surgery at home and had ten tips surgery, with a success rate of 10%.

Zhao Wenhua knew that Professor Rudolph Wagner, an internationally renowned expert and professor, was normal for him to have a gap with him.

It is normal for him to do tips surgery with an almost 100% success rate, but he can't do it himself.

But when Zheng Ren came back, Zhao Wenhua discovered that Zheng Ren was really the core of the research team. Zheng Ren had several batches of tips surgery, and the success rate was still 100%.

It may be worse than the international professor, but we must not let the little boys in the family compete. Zhao Wenhua's idea is relatively simple. Besides, Director Kong snatched a hospital bed from himself and gave it to Zheng Ren. This is a major event that cuts off people's and wealth!

Zhao Wenhua admitted that Zheng Ren did a good job in the operation.

But no matter what, no one will create a new technique across the ages, which he thinks.

Not to mention tips surgery, which requires character-oriented surgery, even if it is an appendectomy, who can guarantee 100% success? Who can guarantee that every detail is flawless during the operation?

If you dare to broadcast the operation live or tips surgery, Zheng Ren is really trying to die.

He didn't do anything, so he just started a live broadcast by himself. It's really God wants whoever he wants to perish, he wants to go crazy first.

Zhao Wenhua clicked on the auxiliary examination information, and all relevant examinations were uploaded. He began to watch one by one to evaluate the patient's condition.

The condition is very simple, not particularly serious. Zhao Wenhua sighed that he really found a good patient. Zheng Ren looks honest and honest, but in fact he is cunning. He doesn't know how long he has been choosing such a patient.

It was not until the end that Zhao Wenhua clicked on the patient's MMI.

Zhao Wenhua read the paper in "New England" and was almost memorized. However, he still had no idea about using nuclear magnetic diffusion to determine the puncture point of the surgical puncture point.

However, after a long period of research, he also had some experience.

By tentatively analyzing the patient's magnetic dispersion image, Zhao Wenhua gradually became fascinated. For example, when he was reviewing his homework before the college entrance examination, he was wandering around and devoted all his energy to the magnetic dispersion film.

"Professor Zhao, I'm busy." Zheng Ren came in at some point and said hello while changing his clothes.

It's lukewarm and hot, and the greetings are casual.

Zhao Wenhua nodded and continued to watch the nuclear magnetic dispersion. He wanted to analyze it himself first, and then find clues from the operation after a while.

Isn’t it like this to steal the art?

Zhao Wenhua doesn't believe that a new way a little guy can create himself can be so difficult.

Zheng Ren went in. Zhao Wenhua knew that he didn't have much time left. He prepared for the preoperative period for more than ten or twenty minutes, and then the operation began.

We must hurry up and study.

Using the conclusions obtained by reading the paper by himself, Zhao Wenhua found more than a dozen areas that could be pierced, which was already his limit.

In fact, Zhao Wenhua is also quite satisfied with this.

This means that you will definitely succeed if you do tips surgery in the future, as long as you try one by one in these dozen areas.

However, Zhao Wenhua couldn't study this point thoroughly.

Putting down his phone, Zhao Wenhua smiled slightly, glanced at the time, and it was just fifteen minutes before Zheng Ren entered.

OK, prepare to go for the surgery.

Your expression should be gentle and you should release your kindness from the perspective of teachers and scholars.

He clicked and returned casually, and then prepared to exit Xinglin Garden.

But……

After returning, a video of the video appeared in front of you, and the overwhelming barrage floated by.

Is Xinglin Garden shameless? Zhao Wenhua frowned.

This is for publicity, how many naval troops have been hired? As one of the characteristics, Xinglin Garden has always claimed that only professional doctors can register with doctor certificate code.

In order to promote and make a show, I actually invited the navy to post barrage to increase the popularity! It's so shameless.

It is true that the world is declining, but people's hearts are not as old as ever.

Zhao Wenhua glanced at the barrage, and countless 666 were dizzy.

He is in his forties and has never watched live broadcasts of various emerging websites. He has never watched any live broadcasts of female anchors with fair skin, beautiful appearance, long legs. Occasionally, when watching TV shows at home, they always close the barrage.

He could not accept "fresh" things like barrage, so he simply refused to accept them.

Seeing countless barrage flying out, the vestibule nerve of the brain suddenly crashed. Zhao Wenhua closed his eyes and slowed down for a few seconds.

It's really embarrassing. Doing a live surgery in this way has brought the bad habits in the entertainment industry to the medical field with rigorous academic treatment.

This is a cancer! The cancer in the medical world! It must be excavated!

Zhao Wenhua was angry.

But the moment he wanted to close the barrage, a thought vaguely appeared in his mind.

It's not that the surgery has been completed...

No, no, he comforted himself, while subconsciously stood up and walked out of the locker room quickly.

At this time, Zhao Wenhua and Zheng Ren walked away in the same face.

Zheng Ren came out of the operation room, and the gentle smile on his face seemed to have never changed.

"Xibaoer, the patient will be sent to the gastroenterology department later, don't send it wrong." Zheng Ren said.

"Yeah, don't worry, boss."

"..." Zhao Wenhua was stunned. He changed his clothes and was less than 15 minutes after the operation was over. Is this true?
Chapter completed!