Well, it’s to make other people’s lives miserable.
Jin Tianyu let out a long breath again.
Listening to the long sighs of Senior Brother Jin and others behind her, which indicated the need for psychological adjustment, Xie Wanying's eyes seemed to have sprouted, and they fell on the gloved hands of the surgeon in the operating room, almost motionless.
In her impression, Senior Brother Cao seemed handsome to her when they first met. His handsome features should be like those of a singing star standing on the stage. Of course, what Senior Brother Cao expressed to her time and time again was that he was a very gentleman.
He is a good family man and a person who knows how to live a good life. He is loyal to his friends and warm-hearted to his fellow students. He is very principled in medicine and occasionally shows off his domineering attitude. He has a good attitude towards patients. He is conscientious in academic research. He can publish papers and lead students. He is a
good doctor……
A few years ago, Senior Brother Cao received an emergency patient in Songyuan in front of her, and he seemed to have almost misdiagnosed him. Later, after Senior Brother Cao returned from studying abroad, the accuracy of medical diagnosis seemed to have improved a lot.
She really had never thought about what kind of talent Senior Brother Cao had.
Everyone said that Senior Brother Cao was very powerful. The boys in her class collectively admired Senior Brother Cao. She always thought that what everyone said about Senior Brother Cao was that he was good as a person and a doctor. Secondly, as a neurosurgery expert, Senior Brother Cao had studied abroad for a long time.
Although there are exquisite surgical skills from foreign countries, as a surgeon, he has a steady mind and a stable mind.
Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong. Why could she be so wrong in what she thought?
What was going on in her mind? She should have thought something was wrong. Doctor Song was willing to betray his alma mater and insist on studying with Senior Brother Cao. This already showed that Senior Brother Cao was much better than Doctor Song.
Dr. Song is a genius. Senior Brother Cao can only be more talented than Dr. Song, otherwise how can he convince Dr. Song?
After Jin Tianyu and Lin Chenrong came back to their senses, they looked at the dull face and eyes in front of her, and couldn't help but look at each other: maybe it was for this reason that Cao Yong didn't show his hand in front of her.
Cao Yong himself knew very well that his hands were dimensionality-reducing strikes, which could inflict bruises on all those who wanted to learn surgery.
Cao Yong subconsciously was unwilling to let himself hurt the girl he liked.
Now it seems that Cao Yong's strangeness can be explained.
To say that Cao Yong went out of his way to conceal it did not stop at the fact that she had not gone to the neurosurgery internship, and Cao Yong had never had the opportunity to show her off when she was injured.
Xie Wanying now recalled that at that time, Senior Brother Cao said that he was going to do this unfamiliar urological surgery. She thought that Senior Brother Cao had the courage to take on the responsibility at a critical moment and his courage was commendable.
She was wrong again. Senior Brother Cao has the technical confidence to say so. Even if he is not familiar with urology, Senior Brother Cao has a natural surgical touch and can control the operation.
Returning to the scene in the operating room in front of us, Senior Brother Cao's hands continued to operate.
She could see that Dr. Song standing next to her could no longer keep up with the surgeon's hand speed, so he could only stand there.
It should be said that no one can keep up with the natural reflexes of a surgeon.
With his excellent touch, the surgeon judged that the area behind the cerebellum was not an aneurysm, so he suddenly returned to the anterior circulation of the brain to find the problem. What Dr. Song couldn't figure out through previous examinations could only rely on subtle techniques.
Use your hand to feel the direction of the fluctuations in the blood vessels. Following the guidance of your hand, the surgeon manipulated the microcatheter and suddenly entered the anterior choroidal artery.
