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Wu Jianlin was angry.

In medicine, one is one, and two is two, and there is no room for carelessness.

In particular, the technique of replantation of amputated limbs is highly specialized. Even though it is such a small part, it involves suturing of muscles and ligaments, blood vessels, nerves, skin, etc., which are simply beyond the reach of ordinary surgeons.

It takes thousands of trainings to become a teacher.

A doctor transferred from the health center, does he have this condition? Do you have this training? Do you have this technique?

What can the hospital do? It would be nice to be able to do a debridement and suture, but also to do microsurgery? The joke went to Albania!

Wu Jianlin stopped in his tracks and looked at Dean Mao with dissatisfaction:

"Your grassroots hospitals are really messing around. Do you know that you are irresponsible to the patients and desecrate the white coat you wear? You are making a mistake!"

Dean Mao listened to the superficial obedience, but he was happy in his heart, thinking that he had succeeded in giving Chen Qi eye drops.

Anyway, Mao Chunmu didn't think that Chen Qi could perform replantation of severed limbs, and failure was certain.

If the leader is changed, he will definitely help to say good things, and explain that this is a helpless move in an emergency situation, and there will be some terrible consequences if the operation is not performed.

So the doctor didn't care about personal gains and losses and reputation, and resolutely went on stage to perform operations that he was not good at.

In this way, even if the operation failed, at least the surgeon's attitude was correct and his intentions were good, which can be forgiven.

In the end, Mao Chunmu focused on saying that Chen Qi came from the health center. Although he didn't say anything bad, this gave people an inherent impression that the doctors in the health center were all poor.

An unskilled and incompetent doctor in a health center who does replantation of a severed limb is a doctor who is beyond his control, or a doctor who makes fun of the patient's life and health.

Not to mention that Director Wu was angry when he heard it, even Director Tan who was next to him jumped up when he heard it.

"Dean Mao, what's the matter? Why didn't you say that the chief surgeon was transferred from the health center? You said that I would definitely not agree to him to be the chief surgeon. Aren't you delaying things? It's too much!"

Mao Chunmu looked very embarrassed:

"Director Wu, Director Tan, I can't help it. This Comrade Chen Qi doesn't look young, but he has a good relationship with the vice president. How can I suppress him?"

Huang Ying knew it was going to be bad as soon as she heard it, and at the same time, she was also angry.

In a critical moment, the entire hospital should be united and unanimous to the outside world. Even if the staff of the hospital made any mistakes, the leaders of the unit should try their best to preserve them.

What is collective sense of honor?

As a result, this Mao Chunmu engaged in infighting from the very beginning, and did not forget to stab Chen Qi in the back at critical moments.

It would be fine if the operation was successful. If the operation is not successful, I am afraid that facing the pressure from the First Provincial Affiliated Hospital and the Hongqi Machinery Factory at the deputy department level, whether Chen Qi can continue to be the vice president is a question.

Don't forget that the patient is an eighth-level fitter, who is a professional and technical talent in the Yuezhong area.

Sure enough, Factory Manager Tan became anxious when he heard it, and jumped up:

"I'm going to report to the district. I'm not finished with you! I'm not finished with Chen Qi! We Hongqi Machinery Factory people dare to play like this? Is this not taking us seriously? I must have an explanation!"

The scene is already chaotic, and the workers of Hongqi Machinery Factory are already ready to do it. The big state-owned enterprises are so good these days, if you don't accept it, just do it!

Director Wu suppressed the anger in his heart, "Hurry up, I'll go to the operating room to see if there is any chance of recovery!"

Watching Director Wu and his assistants trot into the operating room in a hurry, Mao Chunmu smiled slightly, and then quickly put on a sad face.

There are no secrets in the hospital, and the quarrel at the door of the operating room quickly spread throughout the hospital.

Many doctors knew that Chen Qi was going to be unlucky, so they were all in a happy mood.

Those who are not envied by others are mediocre. The fact that the Second Department of Foreign Affairs issued super high subsidies has already attracted the envy of those mediocre people who have no ability but don't see other people's good.

And those young doctors who regard Chen Qi as their idol are all worried.

In the inpatient department of the First Internal Medicine Department, Lan Lijuan was thinking about her illness while facing a pile of checklists, when the little nurse Zhang Yinju sneaked over:

"Hey, Lijuan, how can you still sit still, something happened to your Vice President Chen!"

Lan Lijuan stood up after a while, "What's wrong with Chen Qi?"

Zhang Yinju quickly supported Lan Lijuan:

"Slow down, slow down, watch out for fetal gas. I just heard that a worker in the Hongqi Machinery Factory had a severed palm, and then Deputy Chen was performing replantation of the severed limb. Then the experts in the provincial capital said he was fooling around. Hongqi The workers in the machinery factory are making trouble."

"Replantation of severed limbs? Did Chen Qi perform this surgery himself?"

"Yes, he took over by himself. He was originally a patient of Director Bian."

Upon hearing this, Lan Lijuan rubbed her belly, sat down, and picked up the medical records to study again.

Zhang Yinju was a little confused:

"Lijuan, why aren't you nervous at all? Let me tell you, the people at the Hongqi Machinery Factory have said that when Deputy Chen comes out of the operating room, they will teach him a lesson. To put it another way, Dean Mao is still helping to speak ill."

Lan Lijuan said calmly without taking her eyes off the medical record:

"As long as the operation is performed by Chen Qi himself, he must be sure to do it well. What is there to worry about? The operation is successful, and the severed limb is reincarnated. What experts from the provincial capital, the director of the machinery factory, they will still make trouble what?"

Zhang Yinju was stunned, "Is that why you have confidence in your husband?"

Lan Lijuan turned her head and looked at Zhang Yinju seriously: "The husband and wife don't even have this kind of trust, so why did they get married in the first place?"

Sitting next to her, Zhang Yinju thought of her husband who quarreled with her every day, and her mind was a little confused: "Could it be that I don't trust him? Then why do you want to get married?"

In the operating room.

Wu Jianlin and his assistants changed their clothes as quickly as possible, finished disinfecting them, and rushed directly into the operating room.

Originally, Director Wu was going to yell at him, and even had the urge to stab the doctor in the hospital to death with a scalpel.

But when the door of the operating room was opened, before he could swear at his mother, he suddenly became a little dazed, because the scene in the operating room was completely different from what he had imagined.

He originally thought that the patient's wound was bloody and bloody, the doctor was sweating profusely, and surgical instruments were thrown all over the floor, a scene of doomsday.

But what he sees now is a quiet surgical environment. In the surgical operation area, both the placement of instruments and the draping of incisions are very standardized.

A surgeon in charge is sitting on a stool and is carefully suturing under the microscope. His hand movements are subtle, but he looks so professional, unhurried and well-organized.

"Electron microscope? Or an electron microscope with a robotic arm? Why does the Fourth Academy have such a thing?"

Beside the chief surgeon, apart from a few obviously assistants and nurses, there were two other doctors squatting there, watching the surgeon operate motionlessly.

There is no sense of disobedience in this whole scene. Director Wu feels that a well-known expert is operating, surrounded by a few students watching. This scene is no different from the provincial affiliated hospital where he works.

Is this what doctors in the health center can do?

As soon as the experts make a move, they will see if there is any!

Doctors are a relatively rational group of people. Director Wu closed his mouth and walked slowly to the operating table to observe the surgeon's surgical skills.

At this time, Chen Qi had finished suturing the blood vessels and tendons, and was just about to take a breath. After staring at the microscope for more than an hour, his eyes were dizzy.

As a result, I was startled when I looked up. Why are there so many doctors in the operating room?

"Hey, Dean Guo? Teacher Zhu? When did you come here? Uh, this teacher is..."

Dean Guo almost couldn't stand up because of squatting for a long time, but he smiled:

"We came early, it's not that we didn't dare to disturb you because you were serious about the operation, Chen Qi, you really surprised me too much, and you scared us just now. Hey, why are you here, old Wu? Invited by Hongqi Factory?"

Director Wu also didn't care about being polite, and asked directly: "Can I see the effect of the operation?"

Although the appearance looks good and the movements are decent, how is the effect of the operation? Have the blood vessels been connected, and has the blood supply been restored? Director Wu still has doubts about this.

The chief surgeon is generally the most disgusted by changing people midway, especially when things are going well for him.

Seeing Chen Qi's eyebrows wrinkled, Dean Guo hurriedly introduced:

"Chen Qi, let me introduce you. This is Director Wu Jianlin of the Department of Surgery of the First Affiliated Hospital of the Province. He is one of the most professional doctors in our province in replanting amputated limbs. He is also a professor of Haidong Medical University with a master's degree."

When Chen Qi heard that he was a professor or an expert, he was immediately in awe.

"Hello, Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu, you came just in time, help me check."

Wu Jianlin was very satisfied with Chen Qi's attitude. In addition, the director of the People's Hospital of Yuezhong District and the director of surgery were all watching the operation, so he suddenly had a feeling, could this kid really have the ability to perform replantation of severed limbs?

Seeing is believing, verification is believing.

So he nodded, and his tone eased a lot: "Okay, just wait a moment."

Director Wu picked up a pair of microscopic tweezers in each of his left and right hands. One pair of tweezers first clamped the blood vessel proximal to the anastomotic stoma to block the blood flow, and the other vascular tweezer squeezed the blood in the blood vessel cavity to the far side to make it appear deflated, however release the proximal forceps.

Experts know that if the anastomosis is unobstructed, the blood vessels will immediately appear full. Otherwise, the blood vessel is not connected.

Director Wu was still worried, and pricked a small hole with a needle with his fingertip, and blood overflowed all at once.

Director Wu was relieved now, the most difficult anastomosis of the blood vessels after transplantation and replantation was successfully performed by this kid. He was very happy and couldn't stop nodding.

"Comrade Chen Qi, I want to apologize to you. I was arbitrary before and questioned your medical skills. Your surgery is very good. It seems that the health system of Vietnam and China is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, which surprises people."