1986: Old Stories in Northeast China

"Doudou, eat one last bite of chicken, eat until you are full."

Chen Tiezhu in the ward was still coaxing his daughter.

Knowing that his daughter missed him and had no mood to eat, he thought about letting his daughter eat more.

"Dad, Doudou is full, socks look good." Doudou said happily, and propped up her little feet.

"Hehe, just now you used your little hands to grab it to prevent Dad from seeing it." Chen Tiezhu said.

"Dad is not good, and doesn't care about Doudou." The little guy pouted.

"Then Dad will be good in the future, okay?" Chen Tiezhu gently bumped the little guy with his shoulder.

Doudou rolled happily on the bed, and then climbed into his arms with a smile on his face.

The dark clouds in the sky were really dispersed. The next weather forecast is that it will be cloudy to sunny, or sunny and sunny.

Han Xiuying was a little depressed, thinking that Doudou shouldn't forgive him so quickly, and he had to be punished.

"Are you Chen Tiezhu? Tiezhu from Erdaoling Village?"

Father and daughter were having fun when Fang Zhiyong pushed open the door and rushed in.

"Uh..., I'm Chen Tiezhu. What's wrong?" Chen Tiezhu asked after a pause.

"This is Director Fang from the Department of Surgery of the County Hospital. He went to our village to pick up the second master, and Director Fang is also responsible for the follow-up treatment." Han Xiuying whispered.

"Oh, Director Fang, thank you so much." Chen Tiezhu hurried over and held Fang Zhiyong's hand.

"The second master was really injured this time. I was really relieved when I saw me just now. With Director Fang here, the second master's life is safe."

"Are you really Chen Tiezhu? Did you perform surgery on the old man on the spot?" Fang Zhiyong stared at him and asked.

"Uh..., is that considered an operation? I saw that the second master's arm has changed color, and I guess there is blood stasis inside. That thing has to be released." Chen Tiezhu began to play dumb.

Fang Zhiyong did not speak, just stared at him straight.

"What's wrong? Didn't it work?" Chen Tiezhu asked with a guilty conscience.

"Good, very good, very perfect." Fang Zhiyong said, still staring at him straight.

I really want to see something from Chen Tiezhu's face, but I can't see anything.

"Don't look at me like that, it's scary." Chen Tiezhu said with a smile.

"Did you do the bone correction?" Fang Zhiyong asked.

Chen Tiezhu nodded helplessly again, "That thing is very simple, you can know what's wrong with the bones inside by touching it. But the second master is really amazing, he didn't even make a sound when it hurts so much."

"Simple?"

Fang Zhiyong muttered, and didn't know what to say.

If this is really simple, does the hospital still need to open an orthopedic department?

"Director Fang, is there anything else to pay attention to in the follow-up treatment?" Seeing that Fang Zhiyong was a little distracted, Chen Tiezhu asked.

"These are our responsibility. Tell me first, why do you want to make such an incision?" Fang Zhiyong asked.

"Why? No reason, I just pulled it randomly." Chen Tiezhu continued to play dumb.

"Then tell me again, what made you decide to cut open your arm to release the blood stasis." Fang Zhiyong asked back.

"Then the second master's fingers began to bend, and the color of his arm changed. I wondered if there was too much blood inside and it pressed the tendons?" Chen Tiezhu said.

"So I thought about bleeding, and I was very brave to do it. I was a little confused when the knife cut in, and I was afraid that I would cut it badly. Then I felt the feedback from the knife just like I used to skin a rabbit, and just cut it like that."

"You mean you can clearly feel the tissue structure under the knife after the knife cuts in?" Fang Zhiyong asked with a frown.

"Uh..., that's about it." Chen Tiezhu nodded very honestly.

This time he didn't fool around, nor did he brag, he really could do it to this extent. Otherwise, how could he dare to perform surgery on the second master without a scalpel?

Medical skills are invisible and intangible, and it doesn't mean that you can just start to rescue without any care when you encounter an emergency.

Fang Zhiyong's brows were wrinkled into a big lump.

He heard those words Chen Tiezhu said before, which sounded a bit mysterious.

Because in his cognition, he always believed that it was impossible for someone to do this without knowing anything and relying on luck alone.

Now what Chen Tiezhu said was even more mysterious.

He had also been holding a scalpel for many years. The handle of the scalpel was so thin that there was indeed a certain amount of force feedback from the blade, but he could not do it as Chen Tiezhu said.

"Wait for it."

After thinking for a while, Fang Zhiyong said something and ran out again.

"What's wrong with him?" Chen Tiezhu looked at Han Xiuying in confusion.

"You ask me, who should I ask? I warn you, don't talk nonsense in the future. You must speak when you should, why are you so silent?" Han Xiuying said angrily.

"What are you talking about? By the way, Yingzi, why do I feel that our mushrooms are a little difficult to grow?" Chen Tiezhu said.

"That's you growing mushrooms." Han Xiuying replied him.

But she was also a little worried in her heart.

Although Qiao is just a follower, it seems that he also plays a decisive role in whether this project can be approved by the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.

"Yingzi, what should I do?" Chen Tiezhu asked.

"How should I know? Tomorrow... or the day after tomorrow, ask them again." Han Xiuying said helplessly.

"That's fine, anyway, you are the boss." Chen Tiezhu nodded happily.

"Comrade Chen Tiezhu, you try it. "

At this time, Fang Zhiyong ran in from outside, with a lot of things on the tray.

"Director Fang, you are so confused, what are you trying?"

Chen Tiezhu looked at the oranges, paper, and scalpel on the tray, and was really confused.

"Haha, I was too anxious." Fang Zhiyong said happily.

"Wait for me to put the blade on you, this is a scalpel. Then you use the scalpel to cut the orange peel and see if you can cut it without hurting the orange."

"Then use the knife to cut the paper and see if you can cut the specified number of sheets. For example, cut one, two, etc., just for fun. "

Listening to his words, Chen Tiezhu looked at him with a bit of a smile, still not believing what he said.

He took the scalpel, picked up the orange and cut it casually, and then made an arc-shaped cut along the cut point on the top.

With a press and a pick of the knife tip, the orange peel was torn off by him.

It was just cut, not only the orange segments inside were intact, but even the orange peel was not damaged at all.

Fang Zhiyong, who was holding the orange, was dumbfounded.

"How many pieces of paper do you cut?" Chen Tiezhu asked.

"Three pieces."

Fang Zhiyong, who was still staring at the orange, said casually.

Chen Tiezhu pressed down the scalpel and gently scratched the stack of paper again.

As he lifted the upper layer of paper, it just cut through three pieces.

"How is it possible, how is it possible, this is... too, too amazing. Incredible, awesome. "

Fang Zhiyong held the orange in his right hand and the paper in his left hand, and began to mutter to himself.

He was really excited. This was a god. He couldn't do it to this level.

He was shocked by the skill that Chen Tiezhu had just demonstrated.

Holding this familiar scalpel, Chen Tiezhu was also very excited.

This is an old friend. I have to get one when I go back. This thing is really handy.