The anesthesiologist came over in fright, looked nervously at the patient lying on the bed, then nervously looked at the operation records, and finally looked at Li Yan and Wu Miao very seriously. Ask the nurse, "Who are they?"

"I don't know, it was Professor Jiang who brought it. ”

The anesthesiologist asked a little nervously, "What about Professor Jiang?"

The nurse continued to examine the female patient, and without looking back, she said, "I was still there just now, but I don't know now." ”

"What are you doing?" the anesthesiologist asked, and fine beads of sweat could be seen on the anesthesiologist's forehead.

The nurse checked very seriously, and said casually: "Professor Jiang asked me to check her chest." ”

After hearing this, the anesthesiologist hurriedly turned around and hurried out.

Li Yan wanted to say, 'I made it possible for the female patient to speak.' But then he thought that more was better than less, and he did not speak.

Not long after, a female doctor of some age hurriedly trotted over with Professor Jiang.

Li Yan saw that no one had removed the stitches from the female patient, and Professor Jiang had also left, so Li Yan simply pressed his hand on the female patient's wound again.

The nurse who was doing the examination was blocked by the surgical cloth on the upper abdomen of the female patient, and did not notice the position of Li Yan's hand, so she just glanced at Li Yan and did not make a sound.

When he saw Professor Jiang come back, Li Yancai said again: "Professor Jiang, aren't you going to remove the stitches?"

Professor Jiang suddenly said, "Yes, I almost forgot." Li Yan, you said that you can remove the stitches now? This is not allowed, the wound has just been sutured, and the stitches are removed at this time, which will seriously affect the wound healing. ”

Li Yan chuckled and said, "Professor Jiang, you won't forget, what did you ask me to do, right? I won't make fun of patients, if you don't remove the stitches, my business will be done, and you will leave." And she can get out of bed and walk on her own, and the lump on her chest, you can check it carefully. ”

After Li Yan finished speaking, he stood up, and Wu Miao was already a little impatient to wait.

Professor Jiang blocked it with his hand and said, "Li Yan, how about you let me check the wound that has been stitched up?"

"Yes. Li Yan stepped aside.

The female doctor who came with Professor Jiang looked at Li Yan in some surprise, in her memory, there was no such young doctor in the provincial hospital, and no young doctor dared to speak to Professor Jiang like this, and Professor Jiang was not angry.

Professor Jiang, who checked the second time, carefully checked it, and asked Li Yan again, "Li Yan, are you sure you want to remove the stitches?"

"Yes. ”

Professor Jiang said to the nurse, "You removed the thread. ”

The nurse looked at Professor Jiang in surprise and said hesitantly, "Professor Jiang, where is he? This wound was stitched up just now, and the stitches can't be removed now, is it... ”

Professor Jiang shook his head and didn't let the nurse continue, because Professor Jiang read from the nurse's eyes that the nurse should be misunderstood, so Professor Jiang stopped the nurse from continuing in time, so as not to cause a burden on the patient's heart.

The nurse immediately and quickly and professionally prepared scissors and sterilizer pads for removing the stitches, as well as a lot of sterilized gauze. The female patient lying on the hospital bed asked in some panic, "Doctor, doctor, what's wrong?" ”

At this time, the anesthesiologist ran back again, and when he saw Professor Jiang, he was too frightened to speak, but he was very close to Professor Jiang and whispered: "Professor Jiang, I have checked, and all the doses are correct."

of, I... ”

Professor Jiang raised his left hand to stop the anesthesiologist from continuing.

Li Yan said to the female patient at this time: "There is nothing wrong with you, but you are very lucky, your wound heals very quickly, so I think you don't need stitches." ”

The nurse removed the sutures quickly, and after removing the sutures, the nurse didn't believe her eyes, and whispered to Professor Jiang with some surprise: "Professor Jiang, this wound, you see, you see." ”

Professor Jiang was possessed, and when he saw the wound wiped by the nurse's disinfectant alcohol, his heart was shocked, this wound was a wound that had just been sutured, and it was obviously a very good wound to recover, and this wound was completely healed.

Professor Jiang turned his head and looked at Li Yan with incredulous eyes, but Li Yan asked Professor Jiang to give way with his body posture, Professor Jiang naturally gave way to the side, and pushed the nurse back with his hand, and Li Yan pressed his hand on the female patient's wound again.

The nurse said almost simultaneously with the female doctor and the anesthesiologist, "What are you doing?"

Li Yan just smiled, and then looked at Professor Jiang. Professor Jiang understood, so he raised his hand to block the three people behind, and then said, "You go to the corridor first, and then come back later." ”

It was still a motionless posture, this time Professor Jiang did not leave, although there were more doubts in his heart, after some time, he saw Li Yan still in such a fixed posture. So he walked lightly to the corridor and whispered to the female doctor: "You communicate with her, the condition of the patient's chest, and you will check it carefully later." ”

After the anesthesiologist waited for Professor Jiang to finish, he interjected: "Professor Jiang, I have gone through all the registrations and procedures very carefully several times, and there are no omissions in the whole anesthesia process, but this patient can speak now, and I can't explain it clearly." ”

Professor Jiang didn't answer the anesthesiologist directly, but just snorted lightly, and then said to the anesthesiologist, "You go and call the chief surgeon." ”

The anesthesiologist hurried away in a hurry.

Professor Jiang didn't care about the anesthesiologist's extremely nervous expression, because now Professor Jiang's heart was filled with Li Yan in front of the hospital bed.

Professor Jiang returned to the bedside again, and Li Yan smiled at Professor Jiang and said, "Professor, since I have met, I will do more, no way, although I am not... But I also know the benevolence of the healer. ”

Li Yan didn't say "I'm not a doctor" because Li Yan realized that if he said this here, something big would happen.

Professor Jiang smiled a little agreeingly, and this smile made Wu Miao behind Li Yan feel too fake when he saw it, and he was completely absent-minded.

The moment Li Yan picked up his hand, Professor Jiang's eyes straightened, and he obviously felt that he was a little hypoxic, because the wound that he had checked several times was gone, and what traces of the wound were there in the appendix of the right abdomen of this female patient?

Li Yan said to Professor Jiang, who was a little distracted: "Professor Jiang, this lady has a lump in her chest, if you agree with me, how about treating it directly?"

Professor Jiang woke up when he heard this and said, "Li Yan, wait a minute, wait a minute, let me, an old man, slow down, slow down." Later, Professor Jiang asked the female doctor of some age who came with him to give the patient a detailed examination.

After the examination, the female doctor said to Professor Jiang: "Professor Jiang, the patient does have a cyst on his chest, but further physiological biopsy examination is needed to determine the nature of the cyst. ”

Professor Jiang

After nodding, he said to Li Yan again: "Li Yan, you just said that you can treat the patient's chest now?"

"Yes. ”

The female doctor looked at the young Li Yan and chuckled: "Young man, your words are a little too outrageous, you are not a doctor, are you? Professor Jiang, who is he? family member? or 。。。。。。 ”

Professor Jiang directly interrupted the female doctor's words and said, "You go to the corridor first, and I'll have a few words with him." At this time, the anesthesiologist had already called the chief surgeon, and the two of them came all the way from the internal elevator. As soon as he arrived at the operating bed, he asked Professor Jiang urgently: "Professor Jiang, what's wrong, listen。。。。。 ”

Professor Jiang interrupted the chief surgeon again, and said, "Listen to me, you all go to the corridor for the time being, I'll talk to him a few words, and then I'll talk to you." ”

When everyone was driven down the aisle not far away, Professor Jiang said to Li Yan, "Let me confirm again, you mean that you are now performing chest surgery on the patient?"

Li Yan smiled: "To be exact, it's called treatment." ”

"Well, first of all, how are you going to treat it?"

Li Yan shrugged his shoulders and said, "I said that I will know a little bit of Chinese medicine, and if I meet it, it will be regarded as the luck of the patient." ”

Professor Jiang asked with a solemn face: "You can tell me what preparations and equipment you need, and you need to negotiate with the patient and family members in advance and sign some agreements." ”

Li Yan tilted his neck slightly, and said with some emphasis: "What I do should be called treatment in the strict sense, and I don't have so much patience to sign any agreement, and my TCM treatment doesn't need you to prepare anything, I just need to ask the nurse to clean up the patient's body at that time." ”

Professor Jiang hesitated, and Wu Miao whispered behind Li Yan: "Brother, your business has been done, let's go." ”