The Godfather of Surgery

"Complete the task: clean up the mess and complete the replantation of the premature baby's severed finger. Reward: 2400 points." Subtitles and a mechanical female voice appeared.

The task was triggered again, and he didn't expect to get thousands of points so quickly. Yang Ping was full of confidence. It seemed that he could accumulate the first pot of gold by replanting his severed fingers.

Originally thought that there would be no chance to replant a severed finger, but now it seems that this is not the case, so the original capital accumulation plan in my heart became clear.

Points now accumulate 7,000 points, although not much, but there is already a little savings, no longer as a penny.

Song Zimo, Zhang Lin, and the anesthesiologist and nurse sent the patient back to the ward together, and the others dispersed.

In the locker room, Director Han and Yang Ping sat on the bench wearing hand wash clothes and rested against the back of the chair. Director Han took out a cigarette and handed it to Yang Ping: "Do you smoke?"

Yang Ping shook his head and said with a smile, "Thank you, Director, I don't smoke, and I'm not good at drinking. If it were decades earlier, I would definitely not have passed the first hurdle of the interview. You can still try with dumbbells. This wine is really a mess."

Director Han laughed: "It's a pity that there is one less doctor who can drink, and one less doctor for China's hundreds of millions of drinkers, a double loss!"

Director Han put the cigarette on his nose and smelled it, put it away, he didn't smoke it, maybe afraid of letting Yang Ping inhale his second-hand smoke, he leaned back in the chair again: "There are not many replantations of severed fingers in the People's Hospital. I'm curious, how did your microsurgery come about?"

"Director, I don't know why. Under the microscope, I feel that the operation is very comfortable, just like the usual surgery under direct vision."

Yang Ping's face was a little hot, which means that he has talent, does the built-in system count as talent? Let it be.

"You have to train everyone when you have time, and mention everyone's level. A blooming flower alone is not spring, but a hundred flowers blooming is spring." Director Han said meaningfully.

Yang Ping nodded: "Understood, Director, I will actively communicate with everyone and make progress with everyone."

Director Han gave a thumbs up excitedly and said, "Have a big heart!"

"Oh, if you have any difficulties and requirements at work, feel free to bring them up, and you can tell me any ideas at any time. You can tell me whether you are mature or not. In private, you can call me Lao Han, Tian Yuan and Song Zimo. The platform of Sanbo is huge, and you can freely display your talents." Director Han closed his eyes and was a little tired.

The two ate the surgery meal, and Yang Ping hurried back to rest.

When I get home, I have to cross the overpass. The overpass is very wide and very lively. There are stalls on both sides.

Yang Ping was blowing the air on the overpass, planning his next steps, the phone vibrated in his pocket, and Song Zimo asked, "Dr. Yang, have you eaten yet?"

"I just had it." Yang Ping had already eaten the surgery meal.

"Are you still in the hospital?" Song Zimo asked carefully.

"Still!" Yang Ping looked around.

"Can you come to the laboratory?" Song Zimo was a little embarrassed.

The orthopaedic laboratory is actually a large room for operation training.

There are microscopes, arthroscopes and other equipment for training, which are usually used for training young doctors. These training equipment and consumables are very expensive, and ordinary hospitals cannot afford them. Only top domestic hospitals will consider this aspect.

With Song Zimo, it's rare to say hello and nod when we meet each other. Today, I took the initiative to call, what's the matter?

Yang Ping returned to the department. There was a large room at the end of the corridor of the department, which was the laboratory.

The door was not closed, and it was hidden, revealing a little light, and Yang Ping gently pushed the door in.

One person, sitting in front of the microscope to train, is Song Zimo.

Hearing someone coming in, Song Zimo turned his head and said, "Come on, senior brother, I usually practice very fast and steady, but today's surgery is always too strong and the speed is not fast."

Brother?

Under the Deputy Director and Chief Physician, Song Zimo Keli's status is that of a senior brother, which no one can shake.

Calling him senior brother now, does this count as disarming and surrendering?

"You haven't rested yet? Are you still practicing microscopes so late?" Yang Ping guessed that he might be talking to himself about today's surgery, but he didn't expect to be so sincere, that he was different from the usual Song Zimo.

Song Zimo gave up his seat, Yang Ping sat down, his eyes close to the eyepiece.

In the field of vision, the 0.05mm simulated blood vessel on the fixed plate has been kissed, very standard.

He is indeed a genius.

These simulated blood vessels are consumables for microsurgery training. They are expensive and consume a lot of money. Only hospitals like Sanbo that are willing to invest will build such laboratories.

Hospitals famous for hand surgery, Jishuitan Hospital, 401 Hospital, and 89 Hospital, have their own laboratories and raise a lot of rabbits and mice.

Connecting rabbit ears to mouse tails is more realistic, but inefficient. This kind of artificial blood vessels can be used at any time, and there are various diameters and specifications. As long as the hospital is willing to pay, you can practice as long as you want.

Now Song Zimo is practicing 0.05mm blood vessels. The diameter of the blood vessels in the fingers of newborn babies is probably that thick. Like the baby fingers that Yang Ping received today, the blood vessels are thinner than this.

"In today's operation, I can't get up quickly. I have to be very slow, very slow, a little faster, the movement will be big, and the blood vessels will be torn?" Song Zimo scratched his neck, a little distressed.

In fact, he is already very powerful. The 0.05mm blood vessels are anastomosed to such a standard.

However, it was Yang Ping who met him.

Yang Ping is very willing to make Song Zimo as a friend. He has just arrived at the new hospital and needs to establish a good interpersonal relationship. Song Zimo is a breakthrough. If he manages a good relationship with him, other young doctors will naturally not be unfriendly to him.

It's not a good thing to show your edge, but if you don't show your edge, it's easy to be buried and lose a lot of opportunities. The scale of which is still to be grasped.

"Today's babies are premature babies with poorly developed blood vessels and are in a brittle state. They are not normal blood vessels. The blood vessels you practice are different from the actual objects of surgery. This is the contradiction between training and actual combat. I suggest you use a newborn mouse. , Feeding glucocorticoids for a period of time, creating a finger blood vessel model similar to a premature baby and practicing again, this thing is talent plus diligence, practice makes perfect." Yang Ping helped him analyze the problem and put forward reasonable suggestions.

"Actually, your talent is really high, but you have never encountered such a case. I have encountered it, so I have experience." Yang Ping added, cheering him up.

praise! Works for anyone, that's a quote from success scientist Dale Carnegie who sold his books around the world.

Song Zimo has always been the first in everything since he was a child, and he can easily do what others have worked so hard to accomplish.

After experiencing such a blow today, Song Zimo was naturally a little unhappy in his heart, but after Yang Ping said this, there was a psychological level that he could go down.

If I had encountered such a case and had the experience of such a case, I would definitely not be as passive as I am today.

"You try my method, and then train for a period of time, you will definitely be able to break through this bottleneck." Yang Ping encouraged him.

Song Zimo nodded, he felt that Yang Ping was right.

Yang Ping was not arrogant because he successfully completed the replantation of the severed finger of the premature baby today, nor was he conservative with technology and perfunctory himself. Song Zimo felt very good about Yang Ping.

"Teach me more when you have time in the future, you have more experience than me." Song Zimo said embarrassedly.

Yang Ping nodded: "We learn from each other and make progress together."

"Senior brother, go back and rest, today's surgery is hard, I'll practice again." Song Zimo's tone was natural.

Yang Ping was indeed a little tired: "Okay, if you have any practice experience, please teach me more."

After less than half an hour of communication, Song Zimo recognized Yang Ping very much. He was very talented and had no arrogance, which was rare.

It is a blessing to have such a colleague.

Song Zimo is arrogant, but not narrow-minded, on the contrary, he hates narrow-minded people.