Zhang Tianyang translated the original meaning of bald teaching in an instant:

Xiao Zhang, I don't think you're good, or I'll call a graduate student to help!

If it was Senior Brother Meng who followed him to the stage, he would not call extra people if he was bald and taught Brother Yang.

But he had never seen Zhang Tianyang go to surgery.

According to common sense, the first few surgeries an intern has to be miserable.

Although Zhang Tianyang had a good impression of him before, and the director also praised Zhang Tianyang's performance in the last operation before he set off for the free clinic.

But laparoscopy is laparoscopy and open surgery is open surgery, so can it be the same?

Moreover, this is still a surgery that cuts the knife next to the root of someone else's life.

"I ......"

Zhang Tianyang just wanted to open his mouth to argue for himself, but the bald brother had already taken out his mobile phone and waved at him.

"I'd better call one!"

Zhang Tianyang then shut up.

Sure enough, the decision has already been made......

After a pause, the bald brother seemed to want to take care of Zhang Tianyang's face again.

"In this way, Xiao Zhang, you do a help, and I will find a second helper to come and help. ”

Anyway, my graduate students are all mixed labs, and I don't care if I am called a first assistant or a second assistant.

If Zhang Tianyang is not good, let his students do the work of the first assistant in the name of the second assistant!

In this way, it not only takes care of Xiao Zhang's face, but also does not delay the operation.

I'm such a clever little ghost!

......

The people who were called to help were also acquaintances.

It was Zhang Tianyang's first day in the Department of Urology, and he had a one-sided relationship.

Young, slightly fat, not oily, full of collagen, today's junior brother is still a refreshing fat man.

"Madoka, wash your hands and go on stage, I'll be waiting for you!"

The bald brother greeted him, and the expression on his face was obviously relaxed.

Zhang Tianyang noticed this, but he didn't say anything, and turned directly to look at the instrument nurse.

"Get me a ......"

As soon as the bald head taught Brother Yang halfway through his words, the scalpel had already been handed over by Zhang Tianyang upside down.

"Scalpel ......"

When he was already holding the scalpel in his hand, the second half of the bald head to teach Brother Yang had just come out.

"Ahh

He snorted and brought a moment of embarrassment over.

Then he adjusted his expression management and spoke again.

"Xiao Zhang, you help me ...... this"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Tianyang had already pinched the two tooth forceps that he had just asked the instrument nurse to come, and went up and down, tensing the skin of the part that was about to be knifed.

"Skin...... Uh, you're already tense......"

There was another awkward silence.

The bald brother shook his head and picked up the knife.

The tip of the knife is shallowly cut down the forearm, and a longitudinal incision appears on it.

"Use that ......"

Brother Yang subconsciously spoke, Zhang Tianyang had already loosened the tooth tweezers on one side, pinched the suction device that had been prepared next to him, and sucked away the blood oozing from the knife edge.

Brother Yang's face was a little gloomy.

He felt a subtle sense of unhappiness.

What's going on with Xiao Zhang? Why don't you let people finish their sentences?

But he was embarrassed to scold, because whenever he needed something new, or when he needed Zhang Tianyang's cooperation, the other party could pick it up just right.

It's as if you can hear the voice in his heart and know his next move in advance.

Then it's better not to speak.

Brother Yang closed his mouth with a hint of anger.

I don't say a word, I don't remind you a word, I look at you......

The electric knife was handed backwards.

Brother Yang: ......

Zhang Tianyang sent the electric knife to the front, blinking innocently.

Well, you win.

Brother Yang silently took the electric knife and continued to operate.

There was silence again in the operating room.

Once again, only the sound of the monitor "Didi, Didi" remained.

Zhang Tianyang enjoyed such a quiet atmosphere.

He stared intently at Brother Yang's hands, paying attention to his progress, carefully distinguishing the blurred structure of flesh and blood.

And Brother Yang was silent, silent, but every time something new was handed over, or Zhang Tianyang consciously did something, he would look up at him.

scalpels, electric knives, toothed forceps, suction devices, gauze, ......

One instrument after another was handed to him at the right time.

Tight, relaxed, stretched......

Zhang Tianyang controlled the tissues around the manipulation site, so that his next move could be perfectly coordinated.

Skin, flesh membranes, cremaster fascia, cremaster muscles......

Under the cooperation of the two people, the layers of tissue were quickly cut, stopped, and pulled aside......

In the operation of flowing water, the bald head taught Brother Yang gradually ignored the slightest unhappiness in his heart.

Before he knew it, he seemed to have entered a wonderful realm.

There are no distractions, fingers are traveling, and the speed is fast!

Accidentally, the surgical process has advanced rapidly to the point of exposing the hydrocele sac.

"Oh my god, did you do it so fast!"

Xiao Yuan's eyes widened when he came back from washing his hands, and his voice changed in surprise.

"Huh?"

Brother Yang was startled, and his body trembled slightly, as if he had withdrawn from some state.

He realized that the operation was about to enter the first critical point.

And Madoka who she called hasn't even come on stage yet!

"What's the matter with you!"

A moment of anger made his face gloomy again, "Wash your hands for so long!"

"I ......"

Madoka was speechless for a while, and the facial features on her face were all squeezed together, and she was squeezed by the white and tender fat until there were only a few slits left.

God is pitiful, he just washed his hands normally!

He washed his hands for two and a half minutes. ”

The anesthesiologist couldn't stand it anymore, looking at this little fat man's grievances.

"It's you guys who do it too fast.

Anyway, if the operation ends too early, I will have to adjust the anesthetic medication. ”

The anesthesiologist's tone was full of complaints, but Brother Yang couldn't care about it.

He is now a little skeptical about life.

"It's only two and a half minutes?"

Am I doing it so fast?

There's no reason for that!

Looking down at the white membrane vaginalis that had been exposed, and then at Zhang Tianyang, who was light and breezy on the opposite side, Brother Yang's eyes trembled suddenly.

He suddenly realized.

The operation was done quickly, perhaps not because of my own ......

"Ahem, what's that, Madoka, don't come up yet. ”

The bald head taught Brother Yang to reminisce about the state just now, directly abandoned his student, and then looked at Zhang Tianyang with a smile.

"Xiao Zhang, let's continue. ”

Madoka, who was about to take over the surgical gown from the instrument nurse, was stunned.

Seeing as the instrument nurse withdrew his hand and put the surgical gown back on the instrument table, his outstretched hand froze in the air.

Three question marks slowly popped out of his head.

Didn't you call me over?

Didn't you ask me to come on stage to help?

I've washed my hands, and you're going to let me see this?

Madoka: ???

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