Sleepless Doctor

　　 How long did Wu Mian use that side? How come it's done?

　　Impossible, what he did would definitely not be arteriovenous malformations in the spinal cord. Even if it is, it must be a very simple one. And there is a high probability that I have no idea, or why the surgical gown is still not taken off.

　　Nor, the clothes are very clean. Could it be that Wu Mian has found an assistant to perform the operation in another surgery room?

　　 Such a big operation, can he rest assured if he doesn't stare at it?

　　 With countless question marks, Hou Jingru turned and stepped down.

　　He first came to Chu Zhixi, took off his mask, bent over slightly, and said, "Doctor Chu, thank you."

　　 "You are too polite." Chu Zhixi smiled.

After expressing his gratitude, Hou Jingru glanced around, found the visiting nurse, came to her apologetically, and said in harmony, "Um...I'm sorry, I had a bad temper just now. Please forgive me. Sorry, I'll be for a while. A treat, you must go, as an apology."

　　 The itinerant nurse had lowered her head and didn't want to talk to Hou Jingru at all.

　　 But listening to him talking like this, he raised his head in surprise. Seeing Hou Jingru's sincere expression, the nurse couldn't help but stunned.

　　 Wu Mian didn't care about what happened here. Seeing that the operation was finished, he stood up and turned to go out.

　　Who was calling himself vaguely behind him, Wu Mian didn't bother to pay attention, and went straight to change clothes.

　　 "Mr. Wu, we will have dinner together." Sun Gang smiled and followed Wu Mian to change clothes, "You must go."

　　 "No time." Wu Mian said coldly.

　　 "..." Sun Gang and Wu Mian are not very familiar. He didn't know how to pick up the humiliating words.

　　 Generally speaking, the operation went well, and everyone had a happy meal. Say something flattering, it's fun.

　　 The doctors in the lower-level hospitals have some contacts. If they are interested in the future, they can accept patients under the name of the hospital in the capital, and accumulate their status in the arena while learning craftsmanship.

　　 The doctors in the higher-level hospitals have opened up a way to make money. They fly out to perform two operations on weekends, which is more than a week of operating at home and accepting patients.

　　 This is the most basic model. Everyone has benefits, including patients, and there are no losers.

　　 But this young Mian, refused without hesitation, coldly. Forget it, let's find time to chat with Xiaoxi, a person has a temperament, and he can't come. Sun Gang comforted himself in his heart.

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　　 Hou Jingru apologized, but turned around to see Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi walking straight away.

　　 He subconsciously called Mian Shao, Wu Mian seemed to have not heard him, and ignored him.

　　 Did you go to the next surgery room to guide the operation? Hou Jingru had guesses in his heart. He pretended to have gone the wrong way, and went straight to the last hybrid operating room.

　　 "Teacher Hou, you went wrong." Director Liao reminded after following. The operation "successfully" ended, he was in a good mood, and a large stone fell to the ground in his heart.

　　 Seeing Hou Jingru walking in the wrong direction, he immediately reminded him.

　　 But Hou Jingru still took a few more steps to make sure that the people in the surgery room next door went to the building empty, and asked suspiciously, "Where is the operation on this side?"

　　 "Huh? I finished it early in the morning." Director Liao said.

　　 "Done?" Hou Jingru was a little puzzled, he frowned, "I see the eye surgery process."

　　 DSA machines are equipped with storage functions. Normally, the operation process is stored for 3-6 months, and then deleted one by one when the memory is full.

　　 Of course, different hospitals have different rules, but the surgery just completed will definitely be archived.

　　 "Oh, okay." Director Liao didn't say much, turned on the machine, and called out the procedure of Wu Mian's previous surgery.

　　 Hou Jingru is sitting in front of the console, holding the mouse in his right hand, and his index finger hanging in the air.

　　 Surgery? There must be some steps in the thermal field. The previous point is meaningless. Hou Jingru is ready to pull the progress bar, just look at the essence.

　　 However, as soon as I turned on the machine, I only watched it for less than 3 seconds. As soon as I held my hand on the mouse and my fingers hadn't fallen down, Hou Jingru was attracted by the wonderful operation.

　　 The same type I arteriovenous fistula is more complicated than the one I just did. The blood vessels are thinner, and the difficulty is super-selected...high to the sky.

　　The operation time is 22'36", so Hou Jingru feels that this kind of operation should be like this without any difficulty.

　　 After reading it again, Hou Jingru knew that the level of the surgeon was much higher than that of himself. He and Chu Zhixi pointed out his operation process and compared with each other, pulled the progress bar back, and looked at it again.

　　 The second time, he noticed more details. At the location of the vascular bifurcation, the micro-guide wire did not take the "road" because of the influence of blood flow and the shape of the blood vessel. It firmly adhered to the blood vessel wall and entered the bifurcation, as if there was something on that side that was attracting him.

　　 How did this happen?

　　 Hou Jing pulled the progress bar forward for 6 seconds in doubt, watching carefully.

　　 I didn’t understand...Look again...

　　 6-second replay of surgery, UU reading www. Hou Jingru has watched it many times. Every time there is a little gain, but I always feel that it is a little bit worse, that layer of window paper is not torn.

　　 Thinking of the young man outside the leaded glass enjoying a massage, Hou Jingru felt that his figure was getting farther and farther away and blurry, as if he would never be able to touch it for the rest of his life.

　　 He just watched the 6-second replay of the surgery mechanically, and then pulled the progress bar back to look at it again. The operation hand is very stable and accurate, 6 seconds is not bad at all, just like using playback software.

　　 Director Liao waited for a full hour, and saw that Hou Jingru didn’t mean to leave at all, it was almost twelve o’clock...

　　 "Ms. Hou?" Director Liao couldn't help it at last, he called out softly.

　　 "Ms. Hou?"

　　 yelled a few times, Hou Jingru seemed to have not heard him, completely immersed in the exquisite operation, unable to extricate himself.

　　 It can't be like this, Director Liao thought. If he allowed him to go on like this, he might be able to sit here all night.

　　 "Teacher Hou, shall we go to dinner?"

　　 Director Liao gently pushed Hou Jingru's shoulder.

　　 Until this moment, Hou Jingru was like waking up from a big dream, ah.

　　 "What time is it?" Coming out of the emerald dream state, Hou Jingru was suddenly exhausted, even more tired than doing ten hours of surgery in a lead suit.

　　 "It's almost twelve o'clock, let's have a meal, and then take you to rest. The air ticket for tomorrow morning has been bought, and I will pick you up at that time." Director Liao said politely.

　　 "Oh." Hou Jingru nodded, and suddenly he remembered something.

　　 "Director Liao, you said before that the doctors in the township hospitals were performing operations. You were referring to Dr. Wu Mian."

　　 Director Liao nodded, "Yes."

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