Opening Check-In: Back To Ten Years Ago As a Surgeon

If Wang Hongde hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that anyone could do this with a scalpel.

Wang Hongde couldn't help thinking, this is so strange, how could such a surgeon appear in Yanjiang City?

Could it be a surgeon from any tertiary hospital in Yanjiang City?

That hospital is so crouching, how strong is its comprehensive strength.

More importantly, Wu Yuan is so young, definitely no more than thirty years old.

How did you learn such a set of fine operations of a scalpel at such an age?

Wang Hongde has also held a scalpel for most of his life, and he thinks his technique is quite good.

However, seeing Wu Yuan's operation, he felt like a novice.

Thinking about it, there is no way to compare it. It is much stiffer than Wu Yuan's movements.

Wang Hongde was also a surgeon before. He wanted to break his head, and he had never seen a colleague who could use a scalpel so smoothly.

Not only young surgeons, even experienced surgeons have no such ability.

Wu Yuan: "Sister Zheng, I'm going to start stitching, and there may be some discomfort."

Zheng Li: "Does it hurt?"

Wu Yuan: "The anesthetic hasn't expired yet, it doesn't hurt."

With that said, Wu Yuan put the scalpel aside and started selecting needles.

It was also at this time that something even more surprising to Wang Hongde happened.

Wu Yuan began to suture the wound on the scar.

Wu Yuan thought about it for a while and chose a circular needle.

As mentioned earlier, round needles are relatively small and soft, and are generally only used when suturing internal organs and soft tissues.

But Wu Yuan chose to use a circular needle to suture the epidermis, obviously very confident.

And Wu Yuan chose the thinnest and softest wire.

Of course, Wu Yuan is not a big caregiver. When stitching scars, more delicate operations are required. The triangular needles generally used to suture the skin are not so satisfactory.

Of course, Wang Hongde could see this at a glance.

Wang Hongde: "Are you sure you want to use this needle?"

Wu Yuan nodded: "In this way, the suture marks can be minimized."

Wu Yuan's explanation is quite plausible, but Wang Hongde can't agree. How can ordinary people have such a needle to sew the outer skin?

It's not that I don't want to do this, it's that the needle is too soft and thin, and the outer skin is so hard that it can easily break.

Wang Hongde: "Yes, but this..."

Wu Yuan did not wait for Wang Hongde to finish speaking, but the needle had already been placed.

Wang Hongde's eyes gradually widened, and his eyes widened.

What did he see?

Wu Yuan was astonished as soon as he stitched, and the needle flew over, like a skilled embroiderer embroidering.

It was as smooth as oil, and there was no pause at all.

Not only that, the most commonly used simple interrupted suture technique used by Wu Yuan, but the thread is very dense and neat, just like machine sewing.

Wang Hongde witnessed Wu Yuan's scalpel technique, but he didn't expect even the suture technique to be so perfect.

This is the role of the golden finger. Wu Yuan's control of his fingers has reached the pinnacle. No matter what kind of needle, it has become a part of Wu Yuan's body.

Moreover, Wu Yuan's stitching has an advantage, that is, the stitches will be very secret, and if you don't look carefully, you can hardly see them.

Of course, the premise is that Wu Yuan has always maintained such precision and quality, otherwise it will be ugly.

For Wu Yuan, there is no doubt about it, he is very precise in every stitch.

Of course, the dozen or so wounds are indeed a lot, the workload is huge, and Wu Yuan's energy is also being consumed a lot.

If the physical exertion reaches a certain level, the precision of the fine operation will be reduced, which is a big risk.

However, because Wu Yuan went relatively fast, he had the confidence to finish all the stitching work before his physical strength and energy were exhausted.

The silver light flickered, and Wu Yuan's needle-holding hand flew up and down, making Wang Hongde stunned for a moment, as if he was in an illusion.

Wang Hongde watched those thin wounds pass through the thread and then slowly shrink together, which was very miraculous.

Wang Hongde suddenly had an idea in his mind, should I record this scene with something and go back and study it carefully?

Maybe there will be any gain.

But when Wang Hongde hesitated, Wu Yuan suddenly tied the last knot, and then put down the ball-point needle.

Wu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and moved his arms: "It's really not easy."

Wang Hongde was dumbfounded and couldn't help asking, "It's over, it's over?"

Wu Yuan nodded slightly: "Mr. Wang, check it out for me to see if there is any problem."

Wang Hongde stared at him, bigger than a bull's eye. If his jaw could fall, he would have fallen to the ground long ago.

That's right, the final effect made Wang Hongde sweat on his forehead.

Except for some oozing blood that was not wiped clean, the overall look did indeed have some suture marks, but at first glance, it was not so obvious.

Wang Hongde also understands that as long as the wound is healed, the stitches can be removed. As long as the stitches are removed, most of the scars will be repaired.

Based on Wang Hongde's experience, I dare not say that it is 100% completely restored~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but it is very possible that it is close to perfection.

Incredible restoration effect.

At this time, Zheng Li asked, "Have you finished?"

Wu Yuan nodded: "It's done. When the effect of the anesthetic wears off, Sister Zheng can check it out."

Zheng Li was half numb, and now it's really hard to look down.

Zheng Li is in a very complicated mood now. She wants to see it, but is afraid to watch it.

why? Worry that the effect is not as good as expected.

Zheng Li couldn't help but ask Wang Hongde, "Mr. Wang, how is the effect?"

Wang Hongde was stunned, looked at Wu Yuan, then at Zheng Li, and replied, "...very, very good."

Zheng Li: "Really good?"

Wang Hongde: "It's really good."

Zheng Li immediately called an auntie excitedly: "Call my daughter for me! And also Ziping!"

After a while, Ye Ziping and Jiang Xiaoya walked in.

Jiang Xiaoya asked in surprise, "Mom, are you ready? So soon?"

Zheng Li was a little anxious: "Daughter, Ziping, come and help me see if it's better than before."

The two of them came over curiously, took a closer look, and couldn't help but look surprised.

Jiang Xiaoya: "...God, gosh! Mom!"

When Zheng Li heard this, she was frightened and her voice trembled: "What, what's wrong? What's wrong?"

Jiang Xiaoya took a closer look: "This is too amazing! I don't understand, it looks much better than before!"

After Ye Ziping read it, she was also quite surprised. Although she had confidence in Wu Yuan, she was still surprised that she could achieve this level.

Ye Ziping smiled and said, "I see, I'll just say, Dr. Wu is definitely fine."

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