Cheng Zhiyuan saw rows of small and exquisite surgical tools placed in front of Qiao Ran. They were completely different from the surgical tools they used. After Qiao Ran shaved his hair, he took out a needle-like tool that turned rapidly without looking carefully.
The tool slowly penetrated Old Jiang's head.
Then she put an infusion tube into the puncture hole and used a syringe to inject a beautiful blue liquid into it.
After a while, Cheng Zhiyuan saw a black liquid slowly moving from Mr. Jiang's head to the infusion tube. Slowly, the black liquid absorbed the blue liquid in the infusion tube.
The liquid that originally seemed to Cheng Zhiyuan to be just a smear of black water grew rapidly at a speed visible to Cheng Zhiyuan's naked eyes, and finally punctured the infusion tube and poured out like a tidal wave.
Those black, waxy balls were covered with spines like sea urchins, and they quickly grew into fist-sized red fleshy spines.
For a moment, the operating room seemed to be filled with a crazy virus, with countless red sea urchins jumping up and down on the ground.
Cheng Zhiyuan was so frightened by the scene before him that he hid behind Qiao Ran.
"Dr. Joy, what the hell is all this? Are all these ghosts coming from Mr. Jiang's mind? I'm not watching a science fiction movie, right?" Cheng Zhiyuan held Qiao Ran's hand tightly and asked in a trembling voice.
"These are the parasites that live in Mr. Jiang's brain and feed on his blood." Qiao Ran said in a calm voice.
"Then...then...what to do now?"
Cheng Zhiyuan looked at those densely packed and disgusting pulsating things. He had trypophobia and his scalp was numb.
If he hadn't seen these disgusting things with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that such ridiculous and terrifying parasitic viruses existed in the medical world.
"No need to do anything, they will explode themselves, 3...2...1..."
As soon as Qiao Ran's voice fell, those red spiked balls exploded like balloons.
A few minutes later, the operating room was in a mess. Dark red blood stains were everywhere on the floor, walls, and tools and equipment, which was shocking to see.
"What kind of virus is this? It can also self-destruct? After the self-destruction, no soft tissue is left except blood?" Cheng Zhiyuan asked incredulously.
"Five years ago, I was in a laboratory in country U and saw that experts there were studying this virus, which was specially developed to harm opponents."
"If you put the virus into tea, it will quickly cut into the victim's brain and grow into a sarcoma, causing the victim to appear to have a brain tumor and feed on the victim's blood."
"Because they grow on the meridians that supply blood to the heart, no doctor dares to risk surgery. Even if a doctor does risk surgery, if the space in the skull is opened too much and the virus comes into contact with the air, they will grow up quickly and explode."
"But instead of running outside the patient's body and self-destructing, they invade various parts of the patient's body along the blood vessels, plunder a sufficient amount of blood, and self-destruct inside the patient's body."
"The patient also died as the virus self-destructed, creating the illusion of an unsuccessful medical accident and making it impossible to doubt the patient's true cause of death." Qiao Ran explained in a cold voice.
"So Chiang Kai-shek was poisoned? That's too much. Doctors are supposed to treat illnesses, save lives, and help patients relieve their pain. Those people who have worked hard to study medicine only study how to harm people. They really have no medical ethics and are not worthy of studying medicine.
." Cheng Zhiyuan said angrily.
"Everything has pros and cons, black and white, justice and evil, and the medical field is no exception. Some people are down-to-earth and conscientious doctors who serve the people, while there are black-hearted doctors who want to make quick money and serve the rich."
"We want to be a good doctor, but we can't stop others from being a bad doctor. All we can do is learn how to deal with them and prevent their bad behavior from succeeding."
"Come here, and I will teach you the difference between viruses and pathology. If you encounter this kind of situation in the future, I can help the patient relieve his pain as soon as possible."
Cheng Zhiyuan looked at the heavily armed man in front of him in disbelief, and stammered: "Joy God... doctor, you... you want to teach me?"
What should I do if happiness comes too suddenly and I can’t accept it?
"So are you going to learn or not?"
"Learn, learn, learn, of course you have to learn. Do I need to do a apprenticeship ceremony before learning?"
Qiao Ran: "..."
"I have never thought about taking on a disciple, and your medical skills are already superb enough. Come here quickly."
Cheng Zhiyuan, who was praised by his idol, immediately ran to Qiao Ran like a well-behaved little sheep.
"First look at the patient's eyes..." Qiao Ran carefully explained to Cheng Zhiyuan the various abnormalities in the patient's eyes, mouth, nose, ears, hands and feet.
Qiao Ran's words were easy to understand, and there was a bit of humor in his explanation. Cheng Zhiyuan looked at Qiao Ran in shock and surprise from time to time, and his admiration for Qiao Ran became even stronger in his eyes.
In Cheng Zhiyuan's impression, medical terminology was rigid, precise and boring, but Qiao Ran explained the pathological analysis very vividly.
Standing next to Qiao Ran, Cheng Zhiyuan not only thought her words were pleasant, but also smelled very good.
This is the refreshing fragrance that can only be exuded by women, which makes Cheng Zhiyuan even more certain that the person under the mask is a woman.
What kind of strange woman could possess such miraculous medical skills and yet remain so low-key and mysterious?
After talking about Mr. Jiang's virus, Qiao Ran turned around and saw Cheng Zhiyuan looking at him blankly.
"Do you understand?" Qiao Ran emphasized his voice.
"I understand. Thank you Miracle Doctor Joy for teaching me his experience. If I encounter this kind of thing in the future, I will definitely discover it as soon as possible and relieve the patient's pain in time." Cheng Zhiyuan quickly replied seriously.
"Just call me Dr. Joy. You are a doctor and you should know that there is no miracle doctor in the world."
"Having said that, your medical skills are much better than ours. We have never seen this kind of fantasy virus. You can see it as soon as you come here. Even if I don't admit that there are miracle doctors in this world." Cheng Zhiyuan laughed at himself.
smiled.
In fact, in the virus laboratory, this virus is not a high-end virus.
"I just happened to see someone studying this virus. Please clean up the floor and I will perform a small heart surgery on Mr. Jiang."
Cheng Zhiyuan: "..."
Calling heart surgery a minor surgery?
What is he if he is not a miracle doctor?
"I'll be your assistant first and then take care of it!"
"No, I can handle it myself."
As a result, a scene was staged in the operating room where Anseong's youngest surgeon transformed into a cleaner and knelt on the floor with a rag to wipe the blood.
If outsiders saw it, they would definitely grin from the corners of their mouths to the backs of their ears.
This is simply the biggest waste of talent.
Cheng Zhiyuan did not waste the rare opportunity to learn. After quickly wiping away the blood, he stood next to Qiao Ran and watched her operate.
Seeing Qiao Ran skillfully and meticulously unblocking the blocked blood vessels one by one, witnessing a slowly beating heart slowly becoming lighter and stronger, Cheng Zhiyuan felt not only admiration but also reverence.
At the same time, a feeling crazily grew in my heart, wanting to take a look at the owner of these skillful hands.
It is said that women who are clever and handy have a very beautiful face.
Isn’t the face under the mask in front of me equally stunningly beautiful?
A few hours passed unknowingly. Under the prompts of the life monitor, Mr. Jiang's operation was very successful.
"When you get out, tell them that Mr. Jiang's illness was solved through normal surgery. Don't tell them about the virus. Let the Jiang family secretly investigate Mr. Jiang's poisoning, so as not to alert the enemy." Qiao Ran said in a solemn voice.
Although Cheng Zhiyuan is a doctor, the Cheng family is also one of the top wealthy families in Ancheng, and they are aware of the shady and deceitful methods.
"Okay, I will keep it a secret!"
"Get out!"
"Doctor joy!"
After taking two steps, Qiao Ran looked back at Cheng Zhiyuan.
"Is something wrong?"
"With your strength, you can accomplish this by yourself, why do you want me to come in?"
"Who will clean up the trash if you don't come?"
Cheng Zhiyuan: "..."
Do you dare to love a double postdoctoral professor in medicine and make her a cleaner?