Do you prefer gastroenterology or urology?

When the director asks this question, is he throwing an olive branch?

But why is it compared with gastroenterology?

Many thoughts flashed through Zhang Tianyang's mind in an instant, and then fell silent again.

"Well, I haven't rotated in gastroenterology yet, so I don't know how it was over there.

But I think urology is pretty good. ”

He chose to tell the truth.

The urology department gave him the impression that he was very "open-minded".

Whether it is the warm-hearted Senior Brother Meng, or the smiling bald brother who teaches Yang, or the director who is serious on the surface but actually kind, he feels very good.

But to say that he finally chose urology......

There are still so many departments that have not been lucky, what a pity......

Zhang, scumbag, I want it all, Tianyang smiled harmlessly.

"That's it~"

The director's gaze only stayed on Zhang Tianyang for a moment, and then put it back on the screen.

The lever in his hand also continued to expertly separate various tissues in a bloody field of vision.

Did the big director just ask casually?

Zhang Tianyang felt that he might have been narcissistic just now.

How could everyone really rob him!

It's normal to ask casually!

......

"Deflating" is really a nice-to-have.

After Zhang Tianyang was "polluted" and stepped down, this job was given part-time by the instrument nurse.

It's very handy, and there is no mess at all.

So Zhang Tianyang obediently became an audience again, and was called back to the stage an hour and a half later, when the operation came to an end.

"This is the severed kidney. ”

The director tilted his head and gestured to the screen, and operated the operating lever with both hands to flip the cut kidney twice, so as to better show Zhang Tianyang.

For non-healthcare workers, the severed kidney is really just a bloody mass of flesh.

But for the big director and Zhang Tianyang, they can obviously see more things.

"This patient has atrophy on one side of the kidney, so the size you see now is actually not right, the normal kidney is two or three times larger.

The color is also different, and you should have seen this last surgery. ”

After the director said a few words in a kind tone, he looked at the instrument nurse.

"Alright, give me the specimen bag, and I'm ready to close the stall. ”

The specimen bag is a white, latex-textured pocket with some elasticity.

Clamping the specimen bag with the handle, he sent it along the "autumn card" into the abdominal cavity, and soon a large white field of vision appeared on the screen.

Then stuff the severed kidney into the specimen bag, clamp the seal of the specimen bag, and pull it out.

A small, milky-white, bloody horn leaked out.

"You're going to pull?"

The director smiled and handed the little horn to Zhang Tianyang, Zhang Tianyang took it unceremoniously, and then pinched the little horn and pulled the remaining part of the specimen bag out little by little.

The force should not be too small, then it will not be able to pull.

The force should not be too strong, and the moment you pull it out, the specimen bag will snap directly into your face.

Zhang Tianyang felt the part of the specimen bag that came out of his head, spinning and twisting outward a little bit.

With a "wave", the specimen bag containing the removed kidney was ripped out.

"Give me the specimen!"

The staff who came a few minutes in advance to remove the soft, dark red tissue and send it for slicing to determine the nature of the tissue under a microscope.

"Stitch it up!"

The director skillfully sutured the tissues inside the abdominal cavity, then slapped all the instruments to the side of the surgical approach, took a few steps back, and began to take off the surgical gown.

As the main surgeon, this operation is over for the director.

The sporadic work in the back is what the assistants should do.

It's just that before leaving, he didn't forget to give a special instruction.

"Xiao Meng, don't be greedy, let Xiao Zhang practice more. ”

"Got it......"

Senior Brother Meng lowered his head to clean up the blood stains on the laparoscope, and responded sullenly.

I know Director, you love Senior Brother Zhang.

But you don't have to remind me again and again that I'm not biological, right?

And, do I look like the kind of person who can't tolerate the outer room?

Eh, wait, that metaphor seems a bit problematic......

"Senior Brother Meng, let's sew together, shall we?"

Zhang Tianyang smiled and handed over the needle pliers in his hand, then turned his head and asked the instrument nurse for another hand.

"Okay. ”

Senior Brother Meng was not in high spirits, but he still maintained his sanity.

"Then you follow me, like this kind of incision, you need to stitch an extra layer inside, pay attention to the landing point of the needle tip when you put down the needle, and be sure to sew up the muscle...... Huh?"

As he spoke, Zhang Tianyang's fingertips flipped rapidly, and he had already given two stitches.

When Senior Brother Meng was stunned, Zhang Tianyang pinched the needle with his left hand, and quickly circled the thread twice with the needle pliers in his right hand, and then circled it twice with his backhand, and quickly finished tying the knot.

"Click"

After the scissors shook against the edge of the surgical knot, Zhang Tianyang raised his head.

"How?"

Senior Brother Meng stretched out his hand and pulled the stitch that Zhang Tianyang had just sewn, and after making sure that he had indeed picked the right position, and the knot was not loosened, he showed a resentful look.

"It's okay, it seems you understand, so go ahead. ”

Senior Brother Meng simply didn't explain this time, and opened his head with a sullen head.

Zhang Tianyang blinked a little strangely, shook his head, and continued to work.

The two of them stood on both sides of the patient, one on the left and one on the right, and each chose the hole where the "big autumn card" was inserted before.

The length of the wound is about the same, and so are the number of layers that need to be sutured.

Invisibly, it's like a race.

Senior Brother Meng's fingers flew, his eyes were like knives, and he was in his best state.

One stitch, two stitches, three stitches, and the muscle layer is sutured.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked up to see Zhang Tianyang's progress.

"Please give me a new thread. ”

Zhang Tianyang asked the instrument nurse for new stitches, turned his head and saw Senior Brother Meng's strange eyes, a little puzzled.

"What's wrong?"

Senior Brother Meng looked at the "innocent" on Zhang Tianyang's face, and then looked down at the one that belonged to Zhang Tianyang, the hole that had been sewn up with all six stitches, and gently exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"It's fine. ”

He slowly handed over the needle pliers in his hand and picked up the scissors resignedly.

"Senior Brother Zhang, come and sew, I'll ...... Cut your thread ......"

It is expected that the finishing task will be tossed for half an hour, and with the participation of Zhang Tianyang, it will be successfully completed within fifteen minutes.

The blood stains were wiped away by the gauze that possessed salt water and alcohol, and before wrapping the wound with a dressing, Zhang Tianyang stared at his "masterpiece" and frowned.

"Seems a little ugly......"

Senior Brother Meng looked at the three wounds, the spacing was standard, and the strength was even, how could it be called "beautiful" sutures in the eyes of the surgeon.

What else do you want, Senior Brother Zhang?

Black stitches and simple intermittent stitches are the best way to do it.

If you want to do it well, you may have to learn how to use beauty acupuncture and use special threads.

But none of these Senior Brother Meng said.

Based on his last stubbornness, he was silent for a while, and went along against his will.

"Senior Brother Zhang, you...... The first time it was already very good. ”

"Sure enough, I still need to practice. ”

"Well, practice. ”

I'm afraid it's not you who wants to practice, it's me.

"Senior Brother Meng, do you have any experience and skills?

"There's no skill in this thing, just practice it. ”

I've got a fart trick, and I'd like you to share that trick!

"Senior Brother Meng......"

I think you're trying to embarrass me fat tiger!

"What's that, let's wrap him up and hurry to dinner, it's almost a little later, and there will be no more food later. ”

Senior Brother Meng snorted, smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and quickly slipped away.

I can't afford to provoke it, say goodbye!