Finally, the door was pushed open, Liang Hao's face was pale, his face was covered in sweat, and he staggered out.
Yang Zhengbang was also very nervous and asked, "Xiao Liang, how is Mr. Tang?"
Liang Hao said: "The operation went smoothly and the shrapnel has been removed."
Yang Zhengbang patted Liang Hao's shoulder repeatedly and said excitedly: "Okay, good looks... Liang Hao, how are you doing."
Liang Hao's whole body became weak and fell into Yang Zhengbang's arms. Next to him, Fu Zhenwu picked him up in the waist and asked Zhang Jiexiong to find a room to rest. He was exhausted.
Immediately afterwards, a soldier pushed Mr. Tang out and sent him to the special care unit. Zheng Yan, Zhu Chongyang and Huang Qi also walked out, and their faces were slightly tired. Zheng Yan held a square plate with a bloody shrapnel on it, and handed it to Yang Zhengbang, and the shrapnel were taken out.
The shrapnel was not big, just the size of an embroidery needle, but it was rusty and flesh.
Some things are really unimaginable. Just a small shrapnel will torture Mr. Tang for half his life. This time, he finally took it out. Mr. Tang is still in a coma now. When he wakes up, he can recover slowly.
Yang Zhengbang raised his arm and shouted: "This time, Mr. Tang's operation went very smoothly. The medical team made a great contribution. Each person gave a prize of 100,000 yuan and awarded a Nobel Medal."
"Ah..." Nobel Medal? Even people like Zheng Yan were so excited, let alone Zhu Chongyang, Huang Qi and others. Immediately afterwards, Yang Zhengbang announced that if the experts in the medical team were willing to stay in the army, they would be promoted to the first-level military rank, and if they were willing to stay in the local area, they would also enjoy the treatment of ordinary soldiers.
This is equivalent to having the identity of a soldier. They may not care about the bonus, but this medal and identity are even more expensive for them. Wherever they go, they will be able to enjoy the treatment of a soldier and also issue relevant certificates for military certificates. When they get the small notebooks, they are all moved and remembered in their hearts that Liang Hao, who is thin and has a pretty face. These are all earned by him.
Such young people are worth making friends with. If there is something useful in the future, it will definitely work in one sentence.
Yang Zhengbang smiled and said, "During this period, everyone has worked hard enough for Mr. Tang's illness. Now, I will have three days off and can freely move in the sanatorium. There is a banquet in the evening, and I hope everyone will not forget to attend."
All these people dispersed, and most of them went to visit Liang Hao.
Yang Zhengbang was very happy. On the one hand, Mr. Tang's injury was finally cured, and on the other hand, Liang Hao was recommended by him. If it weren't for Liang Hao, Mr. Tang's operation would be so smooth? When asked about how the operation was done, Zheng Yan, Huang Qi, and Zhu Chongyang were all silent and said nothing. Even the videotape of the operation was immediately sealed. This was highly confidential and few people saw it.
This incident was leaked many years later after a drunken conversation by Zheng Yan.
This is Zheng Yan Bisheng's most proud operation and the most unforgettable operation. Although they were four people, Zheng Yan was only responsible for giving Mr. Tang a Vulcan pill. Zhu Chongyang held a magnet in his hand to suck the shrapnel. Huang Qi gave Liang Hao a surgery alone.
During the operation, a capillary was cut, which shocked Zheng Yan, Huang Qi and others that only a drop of blood flowed out of the blood vessels, and then the blood vessels gradually recovered. At this moment, they finally discovered a problem. A faint mist was flowing out on Liang Hao's finger, covering Mr. Tang's wound, and the wound gradually healed.
Finally, the shrapnel was removed.
If Huang Qi had performed surgical operations on someone, he would have sewed the wound with needle and thread and bandaged it. But, Liang Hao did not do this, and he put his hands on the wound, and the light blue mist was even more lingering. By the time his palm left, Mr. Tang's wound had recovered as before, and there was no scar on his skin, just like normal skin.
This scene almost made Zheng Yan, Huang Qi and Zhu Chongyang fall to the ground, which is really incredible.
Liang Hao's face was covered with sweat, and he turned around and just said to them: "I hope you don't tell me about this matter, otherwise I will never be able to calm down in my life."
No wonder Liang Hao dared to use the head of his neck to guarantee that Mr. Tang's surgery would definitely not cause heavy bleeding. It turns out that he has a treasure on his body. The crime of a gentleman holding a jade will inevitably cause greed from others. At this moment, Zheng Yan, Huang Qi and Zhu Chongyang nodded repeatedly. Even if this matter is rotten in his stomach, he will not say it out.
Zheng Yan and Zhu Chongyang’s thoughts were different from those of Huang Qi. While they looked at each other, a thought arose in their minds, Chinese medicine has hope.
When we were having a celebration banquet in the evening, another sensational event happened. The person who came to attend the banquet was even Mr. Tang. He stood up straight and his face was rosy. He seemed to be dozens of years younger. He had the meaning of marching and fighting, giving instructions to the country, and urging the world.
Everyone present was shocked. Mr. Tang was so old and had such a big surgery, how could he recover so quickly? Only Zheng Shuang, Huang Qi and Zhu Chongyang laughed in his heart. Every time he had an operation, Liang Hao would use the Ring of Water to help Mr. Tang recover. When the operation was finished, he recovered. After waking up after sleep, Mr. Tang was naturally full of energy and even had a lot of energy.
Mr. Tang laughed and said, "Everyone is happy, you must eat and drink well. For my illness, I have exhausted you."
Tsk tsk, looking at the level of the head of the military region, he has no airs and is still so approachable. These experts are very happy. Regardless of whether they have directly participated in the operation, they are all members of the medical team led by Liang Hao, which is a kind of pride in itself.
Fortunately, Zhang Jiexiong kicked Liu Chengsong, otherwise they would not have been directly under Liang Hao's leadership.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors, Liang Hao came over with Fu Zhenwu's support.
"Wow~~~" The applause was thunderous, and everyone gave Liang Hao the warmest applause.
Liang Hao waved his hand and said with a smile: "I came here to find Mr. Zheng..."
Zheng Yan laughed and said, "Xiao Liang, you said."
Liang Hao smiled bitterly and said, "Look at how weak my body is, why don't you give me a Fire God Pill to restore my spirit and physical strength as soon as possible? Don't bring such a stingy person. No matter what, we were once considered comrades on the united front."
This Fire God Pill is quite difficult to refine. There are only seven of the Fire God Sect, which is the treasure of the Fire God Sect. This time, I heard that it was for Mr. Tang to treat his illness, so Zheng Yan brought a few. On the market, no matter how much money you spend, you may not be able to buy it. The Fire God Sect is not sold to the public at all.
Zheng Yan smiled and said, "It should be, it should be."
He took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket generously, poured out a fiery red pill, and handed it to Liang Hao. Is this the legendary Fire God Pill? Everyone present opened their eyes wide, and envy appeared in their eyes, which was really open. Liang Hao was really not polite. He grabbed the Fire God Pill and swallowed it into his stomach, and then he sat on the chair. In less than a while, Liang Hao was already full of red and his spirit was much better.
Traditional Chinese medicine is really amazing.
After accompanying them to drink a few glasses of wine, Mr. Tang walked to Liang Hao and shouted: "Liang Hao? Haha, good medical skills, come on, I'll give you a cup."
Liang Hao quickly stood up, and was a little nervous: "Old Tang, you are an elder, how can you respect me? I will respect you. I wish you better and better health and lead troops to fight!"
"Oh? Haha." Mr. Tang laughed loudly, raised his neck and drank the wine in his glass, and said loudly: "Okay, this sentence is so refreshing that it has made them die."
How many soldiers are literati? They like the heroic spirit of drinking big bowls and eating meat in big mouths, and occasionally opening their mouths to curse a few swear words. What's wrong? If they really march and fight, and don't curse a few swear words on the enemy's battlefield, they are also called soldiers? Liang Hao's words are very damn, very much for Mr. Tang's appetite.
Mr. Tang waved his hand and called the guard up. He laid paper on the table, grind it, and wrote four big words: The saint of medical skills. These words are flying and phoenix, and they are powerful and powerful, just like Mr. Tang, who is unrestrained and heroic. It is said that seeing words is like seeing people, and it is true.
Mr. Tang handed Mo Bao to Liang Hao and smiled and said, "Young man, the doctors have medical treatment fees. I am very poor and there is nothing to give to you. I will give these words to you, so you have to accept them."
Liang Hao hurriedly said, "Old Tang, how can this make me just a last-year student..."
Mr. Tang stared at his eyes and shouted: "Why, I look down on me?"
Liang Hao said: "No, there is no meaning."
"Then accept it."
"yes."
This is Mr. Tang's calligraphy, even the generals wearing Venus on their shoulders were red. Mr. Tang had two major hobbies in his life. The first was to lead troops to fight and drink, and the second was to write brushes and calligraphy, which was quite accomplished. If anyone could have Mr. Tang's calligraphy, he would be very good in the entire South China Military Region.
Mr. Tang smiled and said, "Okay, I'm not here anymore. You will be restrained here. Drink more, if you are not drunk, you won't give me face."
This is the truth. With Mr. Tang here, how could these people dare to drink? This time, as soon as he left, the atmosphere at the scene immediately became hot, and they were drinking happily.
Liang Hao was not idle, so people always came up to toast. Fortunately, his alcohol tolerance was pretty good, otherwise he would have to drink under the table.
He had another drink with Zheng Yan, and Zheng Yan whispered: "Xiao Liang, you are a doctor at Huahai First People's Hospital, right?"
After being stunned, Liang Hao nodded and said, "Yes, I am the little doctor in the research department."
Zheng Yan asked again: "On June 6th, the presidential selection competition of the Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall was held in Yanjing City. Have you participated in the medical conference in Huahai City?"