Five Hundred and Sixty-Two Rubbing Is Not Big!

Chapter 1224 It's Not Big!

After sending the master away, Zhang Fan said to the two senior brothers: "Senior brother, you also go down to rest, and talk to the patient's family about the postoperative treatment and accompanying care by the way."

"Eh!" Old Zhou looked at Old Tang. "This..." Lao Zhou was speechless.

"Okay, my junior brother let us show our face, so let's go, anyway, the pain in my thigh is almost unbearable! I'm hungry and tired, I'm going to eat a roast lamb! It doesn't matter if it's not fat." Old Tang was more bold a little.

Zhou Yihong and Zhang Fan have a closer relationship and think more. For example, he went to the rich country with his junior brother, and changed to a luxury car when he came back. When the princes rebelled in his hospital, it was the junior brother who brought him People came to the door and overthrew the princes.

Therefore, sometimes, he was not as free and easy as Old Tang in front of Zhang Fan.

Old Tang was right, in fact, his thigh was about to burst. In this world, there are too many people who are good at carrying backs. Whether it corrects the children's hunchback or creates a bunch of children with skewed spines, no one can tell now, because Qian has stood up and spoken.

There are also diapers. When this thing is really popular, it is not for children. This thing is for astronauts, because it has high absorption and high wear resistance. And children, with immature skin, are actually not suitable for use.

The urine mat that Huaguo old man insisted on using is troublesome. Although it is troublesome, it has high permeability and the least irritation to the skin.

Don’t talk about children, let’s talk about doctors. After using diapers for more than ten hours, even if they walk less, the friction of diapers will cause redness and swelling on the inner side of the thigh skin, and then they will be licked by urine. Urine is alkaline. Or it's acidic.

It can be said that it is originally corrosive to a certain extent. After soaking for dozens of hours, the singles shrank tremblingly in the corner, wrinkled with worry!

Although Mr. Wu and Mr. Lu staggered a little when they walked, they were walking at a normal pace, while Mr. Tang and Mr. Zhou stepped off the operating table with crablike steps. People who don’t know will say, “Look at the elder brother patrolling the streets.” !

The sour taste in it, whoever tries it, will know, so even if the baby can't talk, if he can talk, he will jump up and curse the street with a pacifier in his mouth!

The two were chasing after each other back then, even if they weren't working together, they still looked at each other from afar! Now, I can't fight anymore, and the back waves are coming, especially for this kind of people who have been pursuing the peak all their lives, and suddenly find that they have no chance to reach the top again, which is actually quite cruel.

Because, in their careers, they almost have a hurdle that they cannot overcome. Although this hurdle is their own junior, do they regret helping? No, I don't regret it at all, but there is definitely some loss in my heart.

In fact, there are such bosses in all walks of life, allowing latecomers to step on their shoulders and climb to higher places, while they slowly disappear into the world of mortals.

Back then, the two competitors, at this time, pulled their legs together,

Supporting each other and walking out, the light from the edge of the shadowless lamp finally faintly illuminated their figures, the shrinking shadows, just like their state of mind, as if they were getting old and shrinking.

However, no one laughed at them. A group of doctors, a group of masters, and a group of young doctors at the door gently stepped aside, and turned their heads to look at the backs of the two teachers, with admiration in their eyes!

"Brothers, they are guests, so we are welcome, Zhao Yuan, next, we have to stand for a while."

Zhang Fan smiled and said something softly to Old Zhao.

"It's okay! I can stand for another night." Lao Zhao shook his head indifferently.

Old Zhao said that he could fight for one more night, which made the doctors around him gnash their teeth, why your mother's prostate is so good, don't you sting?

Zhang Fan seemed to know their hearts, turned his head, and said to the doctor who helped him during the operation: "Are you interested in tying the knot for me? I can sew very fast. I don't know your knotting skills." How about it?"

Having said that, the doctor started to put on clothes directly! Just kidding, there is definitely a difference between being on the stage and not being on the stage, let alone this level of surgery.

Everyone looked at this doctor enviously, but the one who hesitated at the beginning and didn't stand up had his teeth shattered with envy. If it wasn't for the crowd, he would have wished to slap himself twice, "I'm actually better than him, Hey! Fate, this is all fate!"

Then, there is another position. Although it is all in the late stage of surgery, Zhang Fan has grown up now. Anyway, it is a hook position. Zhang Fan follows the principle of who pays more, who gets the job. As for technology, as for the public unfair.

I'm sorry, I'm not the minister, I'm not in charge of this matter, I can only deal with the pimple of the tea hospital.

"Professor Yang Yongcun, I heard that you are very good at cleaning lymph. Are you interested in helping? If you are not tired, can you help me on the stage?"

"Yes, that's great!" When Lao Yang heard this, he was immediately pleasantly surprised. This changed from the soy sauce four assistants to the vinegar three assistants, but it was too different for him. He could directly give it to his superiors. Others said that I had undergone this level of surgery!

Isn't it the same for experts to fool lay leaders in terms of technology as smart people fool fools?

Moreover, this little junior from far away is so fucking good at talking, with this sentence, I finally have hope for the dean.

After I go back, I will find a way to get some scientific research funding for my junior brother. What his classmate said is so right, this one is simple and rude, and you can get it if you give it money!

Zhang Fan looked at the four assistants around who were eager to try, but he didn't dare to call them by their abbreviations, and they just called them by their first names, fearing that someone with the same surname would fight with them.

Just like after midnight at the Spring Festival Gala, even though it has become a garbage time, if you want to be on the top, if you let them fight, you can break your head.

When the tumor was removed, all that was left was to eat ice cream.

Clear the lymph!

Zhang Fan picked up the curette and began to clean the lymph around the liver.

If it is said that removing a complete tumor can save lives, then cleaning the lymph nodes is to prevent the recurrence of cancer.

Lymph in the body is like sesame seeds sprinkled in the abdominal cavity, pinched together in pinches.

Moreover, when ordinary people are fine, when they are taking a bath, don’t stare at the important parts and rub them desperately. If you are fine, just touch the dimple above your collarbone, touch your armpits, touch yourself neck, lesbians touch their breasts. To put it bluntly, sometimes it can save lives. If you feel a pimple, go to the doctor as soon as possible, it may be a minor illness!

According to the normal touch sensitivity of ordinary people's fingers, it is about 1 cm. This size is still manageable.

Relatively speaking, this kind of removal is not difficult, but it is trivial, just like eating sesame seeds on the table, anyone with some experience knows that you have to stick out your wet tongue to lick them.

Even so there were left over sesame seeds on the table. It is conceivable that the cleaning of the operation is actually quite troublesome. So when making it, you really have to have a mentality of parents controlling children who don't eat ice cream, and then the child suddenly encounters a strawberry ice cream.

You must wish to eat even the paper shell covered with cream.

The curette, once, once, scraped cleanly, really, mixed with fat, blood, mucous membranes and dots of lymph on the curette, really like ice cream that is about to melt, or made of fresh strawberries , absolutely no exaggeration.

On the side of the abdominal artery, Zhang Fan's speed remained the same. The curette was going up and down quickly, cleaning it one by one. Although the curette is considered a blunt tool among instruments, its speed and strength are still very hard in front of the blood vessels. It breaks with one poke.

However, Zhang Fan didn't slow down a bit.

Yang Yongcun pulled the hook, looked at Zhang Fan's technique, the mouth under the mask was slightly opened, he really wanted to ask, are you in a hurry to urinate, or you didn't see this artery, does his artery have no face? You look down on other people's arteries too much, don't you?

To be honest, at this time, after the large tumor was removed, the rest of the things were all younger brothers in front of Zhang Fan, and they could be beaten while hanging.

two hours

four hours.

Finally, she came in with a big belly, her face was sallow, and her eyes were like a little girl from the Golden Retriever Country. At this time, her belly finally got smaller. Although there was a long suture incision, she had a future. After recovering, She can laugh, jump, and run under the blue sky just like other children.

I no longer need to take handfuls of medicines, no longer need to let my parents cry secretly, no longer need to let the parents of other children say that she has hepatitis and don't play with her. She can say, reborn!

The operation lasted nearly 20 hours. Although Zhang Fan's upper body was still as flexible as ever, he was able to perform the operation with great dexterity.

However, his lower body, especially his lower limbs, didn't feel much at this time. The two legs seemed to have resigned themselves to their fate.

From rebellion to waiting to die, there is not even any feedback now.

After Zhang Fan's operation was finished, he wanted to get off the operating table, okay, his legs seemed to be contemptuous and said, now I think of Lao Tzu, I can't move!

Numb, as if my legs were stuck to the operating table. I wanted to lift my legs, but I felt a strong numbness, the numbness to pain was transmitted from the soles of my feet to my brain like an electric shock, and my eyes were almost numb.

Zhang Fan grabbed the operating table with both hands, "After going down, the urine output, blood pressure, and liver function within 24 hours must be monitored by the doctor himself at the bedside."

"Okay!" The director of the ICU waited by the operating table himself.

After speaking, Zhang Fan glanced at Ma Yichen.

Ma Yichen didn't react, "Master, you mean to send me to the ICU?"

Lao Huang in the ICU is not happy! Take a look at Ma Yichen with your eyes, you look down on our ICU too much.

Just as he was about to speak, Zhang Fan became angry, "What about your usual wink, you can't stand if you don't see me, help me!"

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and lowered his voice, roaring angrily.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Ma Yichen came to his senses.

He quickly stepped forward to support Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan finally leaned his body weight on Ma Yichen.

With the sudden movement, not only did his whole body go limp, but his head was also a little dizzy. He knew it was a little hypoglycemic.

A strong man endured low sugar. To be honest, he couldn’t even think about how he endured it. Ordinary people go hungry for two meals, dig their hearts and lungs, and have stomach acid, but he still has to concentrate on the operation. Really, it's too difficult.

"Bayin, give me chewing gum!"

Xiaoba Yin quickly opened a bottle of high sugar for Zhang Fan. Surgical nurses, there are already four of them. Bayin fell asleep and came again.

Zhang Fan took the glucose and held it in his hand. Suddenly, his hand was like Parkinson's, shaking like a chicken, and the other hand was so soft that he couldn't even tear off the mask.

After the operation, he suddenly seemed to lose all his strength.

Weak.

The head nurse noticed something was wrong, and ran over quickly, grabbed Zhang Fan's other arm, and tore off Zhang Fan's mask.

Looking at Zhang Fan's chapped lips and his shaking hands holding the glucose, the head nurse suddenly felt sad and wanted to cry.

Really, it's been a long time since the pungent head nurse has red eyes, but at this moment, she really feels distressed.

"I'll feed you, Zhang Yuan, slow down, drink slowly, there is still a lot, enough for you to drink." There was a hint of crying in the voice!

one year

Fortunately, I saw Mr. Qiu's throwing knife

When I come back from sleep

I saw the old man being helped out of the operating room

the mood at that time

really can't describe

I can't wait to have surgery on him.

pity

not that capable