The door of the treatment room was closed again, but this time there were different people inside. The original two assistants were standing at the door looking at the big screen, staring at the big screen, while the original attending doctor was currently working as an assistant inside.
Ye Luo didn't waste any time, put on gloves and started the operation.
The plan was basically the one Mo Zheng and the others had made before. There was no need to change the process. The only thing that needed to be changed was the speed and strength of certain operations.
Looking at Ye Luo's movements, Mo Zheng's expression became more and more solemn.
He was so skilled that Ye Luo's scalpel skills were almost inferior to him, and his control of speed, strength and precision seemed to be far beyond him.
How could a young man in his early twenties develop such speed, strength and precision?
Mo Zheng couldn't figure it out. He really couldn't figure it out. He stared at Ye Luo's hand, staring at the scalpel that was very familiar to him but felt so strange today. Could a scalpel be so fast?
This is not only a technical issue, but also requires courage and determination that ordinary people cannot imagine.
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About an hour and a half later, with everyone outside looking forward to and nervous, the door to the treatment room was opened.
Ye Luo came out first, shook his arms and stretched.
Mo Zheng was following behind him, muttering something silently.
"How was the surgery?" Lingxia stepped forward, looked at Ye Luo, and asked nervously.
Ye Luo nodded: "It's no problem. It's a spinal surgery. It's a minor surgery. Ordinary people can get off the ground in three days. Lao Du is strong and strong, so maybe it can be done in two days."
"Master, how was the operation?" Qingzhu was the first to step forward and took Mo Zheng's hand and asked.
In addition, the two doctors also walked up to Mo Zheng and looked at Mo Zheng expectantly.
Ye Luo said there was no problem and that Du Jiusheng could easily get off the ground, but they didn't believe it.
Looking at the people in front of him, Mo Zheng nodded. He recalled the scene in Ye Luo's operating room just now. Although he had endless aftertaste, he was still a little unbelievable.
Because of the praise from the outside world and because of his status, he once thought that he was the ceiling of this industry. He felt that if he couldn't perform the surgery, then there would be no one else in China or even in the world.
Can do it again.
But today, Ye Luo, who was in his early twenties, taught him a lesson and made him understand what it means to be outside the sky and what it means to be a frog at the bottom of a well.
"Did it really succeed?" The group of people approached the treatment room one after another. Du Jiusheng was also awake at this moment, with a satisfied smile on his face.
To be honest, he was under the greatest pressure when he agreed to let Ye Luo, whom he had never met, perform the operation.
"Thank you Divine Doctor Ye and Divine Doctor Mo. If you have any use for me Du Jiusheng in the future, just ask, I, Du Jiusheng, will never frown." Du Jiusheng said very boldly.
This disease has tortured him for too long. He had been putting it off before, but now he couldn't put it off anymore, so he took the risk of undergoing surgery.
I didn't expect the surgery to be full of twists and turns, but fortunately the final result was good.
He didn't look down on Mo Zheng just because Ye Luodong performed the final surgery.
They are all human beings, so naturally they cannot do such stupid things.
Mo Zheng's medical skills were there. If it hadn't been for Mo Zheng all these years, Du Jiusheng probably wouldn't have been able to wait until today to perform the surgery. Moreover, he might have asked for Mo Zheng later, so Du Jiusheng still maintained due respect for Mo Zheng.
Social bosses are not all like in movies and novels, who kill people whenever they disagree. On the contrary, they may be more polite and well-educated than ordinary people, at least on the surface.
"Mr. Du is so polite. I'm very ashamed. If it weren't for Mr. Ye this time, I might have gotten into trouble." Mo Zheng said sincerely, and then walked up to Ye Luo: "Master, please accept my apprentice Mo Zheng.
Pay homage!"
After speaking, Mo Zheng didn't hesitate at all. His knees softened and he knelt down towards Ye Luo. This was the bet they had made before. Ye Luo succeeded and Mo Zheng became his disciple.
Ye Luo was stunned, thinking that this old man was really brave, and quickly stretched out his hand to support Mo Zheng.
"Mr. Mo is trying to shorten my life. It was just a joke, don't take it seriously." Ye Luo said with a smile.
"No, I, Mo Zheng, will keep my word. If I say I will become a disciple, I will become a disciple." After saying that, he still insisted on kneeling down.
Ye Luo rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand, lifted Mo Zheng up like a chicken, and threw it aside: "Pull him down. If you dare to come up and kneel down again, I will break your legs..."
Mo Zheng staggered for a while and barely stood up. He was rejected by Ye Luo and felt a little embarrassed: "Master, even if you don't let me worship you, you are still my master. I, Mo Zheng, will do what I say."
"Qie" Ye Luo didn't bother to pay attention to him, just nodded and stuffed it into his mouth.
"This is an operating room, no smoking allowed." Qingzhu on the side said habitually.
"Don't be rude to Master, apologize to Master!" Before Ye Luo could speak, Mo Zheng spoke first.
"Master, I..." Qingzhu glanced at Mo Zheng, obviously unwilling, but Mo Zheng glared back.
So, Qingzhu turned to Ye Luo and bowed slightly: "Master, I'm sorry."
"Holy shit, these two characters were filled in so quickly." Ye Luo sighed in his heart, wondering if there was something wrong with these two people's minds.
Ye Luo blew out a smoke ring and replied calmly: "Master, I won't argue with you about trivial matters."
"Okay, the operation is over. If there is nothing else, I will leave. I have to go back to work. Going back and forth has delayed my business for several hours." Ye Luo said.
Du Jiusheng's mouth twitched on the operating table. He knew what kind of business Ye Luo was talking about. Isn't Du Jiusheng's life less important than selling barbecue?
"Master, wherever you do business, I will visit you tomorrow." Mo Zheng said with a smile.
Ye Luo's medical skills are really great. Mo Zheng sincerely worships him as his teacher. Moreover, Mo Zheng is thinking whether a medical master like Ye Luo knows other miracle doctors, or whether he also has a master.
You must get to know him if you have the chance.
"Oh, I set up a stall selling barbecue on Chenhui Road. I don't open the stall during the day, so I basically sleep. If you come to see me, remember to come at night." Ye Luo replied.
Mo Zheng: "..."
Everyone present: "..."
After repeatedly confirming that Ye Luo was really just a vendor selling barbecue, Mo Zheng was confused and his old mind was greatly traumatized. Today, his medical skills were crushed by a vendor selling barbecue. He wanted to cry.
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"Yanjun, go to my room and take out the things for Mr. Ye." Du Jiusheng said to the middle-aged woman.
After hearing this, the woman left immediately and came back soon, handing an envelope to Ye Luo.
"It's not necessary. It's a simple task and we don't charge you any money." Ye Luo saw that the envelope was shriveled and probably didn't cost much, so he decided to refuse and become a noble miracle doctor.
"Mr. Ye, don't be too little. I didn't prepare anything today. The one million in this card should be treated as a meeting gift. When I recover a little, I will definitely come to thank you." Du Jiusheng said.
"One million cards?" Ye Luo was stunned for a moment, then half-promised and accepted it with great reluctance.
"Okay, let's go. If you have relatives or friends who have this disease in the future, you can also introduce me to them. If you introduce the old to the new, you can get a discount." Ye Luo waved towards Du Jiusheng.
The corner of Du Jiusheng's mouth twitched. He really couldn't believe that such a person had just performed a life-threatening operation on himself. It was so dangerous, so dangerous.