After the Group Pet, the Ancestor’s Vest Went Crazy

"Actually...that group of people was arranged by the fourth brother to come over to act."

Qin Yanxing muttered.

On the way to the operating room, Qin Yanxing told Bai Yanran the ins and outs of the whole thing.

Bai Yanran was speechless for a while after listening.

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A few minutes later, the lights in the two operating rooms turned on at the same time.

When Yun Ling put on the sterile gown, put on the sterile cap and gloves and walked into the operating room, the assistant doctors were all stunned on the spot.

The chief surgeon, why is he so young?

Yun Ling didn't care about the opinions of these people, but instructed the assistant nurse: "Prepare iodophor, tweezers, and sterile cotton."

"Yes..." The nurse was in a daze.

Because at this time Yun Ling's aura was too strong.

If you don't look at her face, just look at her back, there is a sense of oppression that makes people incapable of being beaked.

The nurse prepared the things and handed them to Yun Ling.

Yun Ling calmly disinfected the patient's head.

Although very calm, the movements on his hands are fast and proficient.

"Anesthesiologist, take anesthetics."

"Prepare for craniotomy."

...

At this time, in the brain surgery conference room of the hospital, a group of doctors fryed the pot.

I heard that Dean Jiang personally agreed to let a young student who looks like a student personally take charge of the surgery, which is simply joking about the patient's life.

"We have verified the identity of the doctor in Operating Room 1. His name is Qin Yandong. He has been in the field for 10 years. He is a very experienced doctor in the field. No matter how bad the conditions are, the success rate of surgery is as high as 80%. Above. He will be the chief surgeon in Operation Room 1. It must be no problem."

"But this doctor in operating room No. 2 is a complete joke! His name is Yun Ling. He is only 19 years old this year. He is the adopted son of the Qin family. He can write songs, drag racing, and play games. He is very versatile. But his talents, Aren’t they all entertaining? I really don’t understand what the dean is thinking.

"Hehe, we're cured, just wait for the doctor to make trouble, anyway, it has nothing to do with our brain surgery."

"When that person was sent here, he was poisoned and unconscious, with severe head hemorrhage. I think the operation is very difficult. Why don't we ask Dr. Han from the Department of Brain Surgery at the Military General Hospital for help?"

"That's right, it's a life after all, even if Dean Jiang doesn't worry about his future, we are worried."

"The wounded didn't even have a CT scan of their brains, so they rushed to perform the operation. This is just nonsense!"

A group of people were very angry, but agreed, and they all decided to ask Han Qizhao for help.

He is the most authoritative doctor in brain surgery.

The patients under his scalpel can be cured by him no matter how severe the brain injury is.

The call was quickly connected, and Han Qizhao woke up from his sleep.

After listening to the call for help, he didn't linger: "I will pass now!"

"My wife, are you going to the hospital again?"

Han Qizhao's wife has long been accustomed to her husband going out early and returning late at night, and was even woken up after falling asleep in the middle of the night.

As the most powerful doctor in brain surgery, the responsibility for him is even greater.

"There was an emergency, I went to the Ninth Hospital to help."

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Han Qizhao's home is not near nor far from the Ninth Hospital.

When he hurried to the hospital, half an hour had passed.

The doctors on duty from the Ninth Hospital of Neurosurgery and the Emergency Room came to the gate early to greet them.

"Old Han, you are finally here, please, the operating room is here."

"Good, good."

Han Qizhao was anxious and couldn't help speeding up.

A mighty group of people passed through the dedicated passage for medical staff in the operating room. Before they reached the locker room, the door of the operating room opened.

When the family members of the injured saw the lights in the operating room dimmed, a heart suddenly fell into their throats.

I heard from Ali’s friends that Ali was seriously injured.

The nurse just comforted, saying that the operation time will be longer, 2-3 hours, or even longer.

But in just over fifty minutes, the door of the operating room opened.

Shouldn't...

Ali's wife didn't dare to think about it anymore, and she didn't even have the energy to move forward.

Qin Yanbei is the one who blames himself most.

As soon as the door of the operating room opened, he rushed up.

"How is it? How is the operation?"

"very successful."

Yun Ling took off the mask on his face, and his voice rang like a silver bell.

Qin Yanbei opened his mouth, still a little unbelievable.

Yun Ling smiled slightly: "The patient still needs to be observed in the operating room for 30 minutes. You can go through the hospitalization procedures for the patient first, and then go home to get some clean clothes to change and wash. He had a craniotomy and has to be hospitalized for a while. ."

"Okay... I'll go..." Ali's wife finally had strength.

She looked at Ali's friend next to him: "Then please help me guard Ali for a while, and I will go back as soon as I go."

"No, brother and sister, I'll go through the formalities." Qin Yanbei stopped her, "As for getting the clothes, I will drive with you to get them later."

"Alright." Ali's wife nodded, finally there was a smile on the corners of her mouth.

In the aisle next door, the brain surgeon heard the words and couldn't believe it.

"Old Han, how is this possible? Go in and see how the patient is now!"

Without delay, Han Qizhao quickly went to the locker room to change into sterile clothes, washed his hands, put on sterile gloves and a hat, and walked into the operating room.

The operating lights were turned off long ago, the anesthesiologist was sitting on a chair and swiping his mobile phone, and the nurses were on the operating table.

Everyone is slow and timid, not nervous at all.

Looking at the instrument next to the patient again, it shows that the patient's vital signs are all normal.

Unbelievable, the director of brain surgery opened the operation video and watched it from the beginning.

Han Qizhao stood beside, looking intently.

Everyone was shocked when they saw Yun Ling's skull operation, blood removal, and stitching, and the whole process was completed in one go, without any stumbling or stumbling.

Especially the wounds she stitched up were so beautiful and delicate, it was completely like a teaching case with no flaws.

With this suture technique, the wound will hardly leave scars, and after healed, it will only leave a thin line like a palm print.

This kind of technology, even if it is Han Qizhao himself, is afraid that it will not be able to reach it?

"This..." If it weren't for the video of the operation, if it wasn't for seeing it with their own eyes, they couldn't believe it.

"Is this man a medical genius?"

"Li Yi, the genius doctor, is probably not up to this level, right?"

"That's why Dean Jiang knows that this child's medical skills are superb, so he will let him lead the operation, right?"

Han Qizhao didn't say anything from beginning to end.

He left the operating room silently and walked directly to the door.

When I came out, I saw a figure from the back, of medium build, and not looking burly at all.

But when he saw the face under her mask, he was completely stupid.

The person in front of him, He Yunzhi painting is almost carved out of the same mold.

Even after several decades, even Yunzhi's painting has faded in his mind.

But when I saw Yun Ling at this moment, the past of Yunzhi painting in my mind came like a storm...