Zhang Fan's system is like a hairy young man who jumps straight to the theme, he doesn't understand the mood and life, he relies on his fire and courage, if he can't do it, he will have his liver, if he can't do it, he will temper it, if he will break it, he will become a needle.

In the field of liver in China, in the current green and yellow environment, Zhang Fan is like a corn seedling with ears pulled out in the wheat field.

Although it is thin, it is already much taller than other wheat seedlings. And there is also the potential to continue to improve. On the resection of middle lobe tumors in the liver alone, it is not an exaggeration to say that Zhang Fan is among the top three in the world.

However, medicine is not a single discipline. After resection and before resection, various physiology, biochemistry, pharmacology and immunity of tumors.

The improvement of the patient's physical function after surgery is what a doctor must be good at.

And Zhang Fan's system only opens up a primary subject of orthopedics and general surgery. Therefore, in terms of comprehensive ability, Zhang Fan's road is still very long.

Wu Lao and Lu Lao watched quietly, quietly waiting for Zhang Fan's last few knives.

As Zhang Fan's knife became more frequent and slower, Qin Lao at the venue also came back from his trance.

"If there is one word to describe Dr. Zhang Fan's surgery, it is precision. Like a missile, it hits the target directly, without dragging mud and water, without a trace of carving and decoration. ”

This kind of surgery is difficult, so as long as you can do it, you will get all kinds of praise.

There are too many people who have studied the middle lobe of the liver, and there are only a handful of them that have been done at room temperature.

Zhang Fan's sweat is like a string of beads, wiped off and comes out, crystal clear. As Zhang Fan's operation entered the end, the instrument nurses, anesthesiologists, and itinerant nurses were all excited.

It's not that this kind of surgery has not been done in the past, but today it is different, it is done under the attention of the national masters, and it is really honorable.

"Prepare an electric knife to stop the bleeding. Zhang Fan straightened his waist and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes!" the nurse's voice was agitated.

The tungsten steel scalpel, the tungsten steel scalpel stained with blood, with Zhang Fan's gentle last touch, the tumor, the tumor the size of an adult male's fist, was completely removed.

"It's down!" When the tumor was cut off, Old Man Lu let out a long sigh of relief, and the old man's heart, which was hanging in his throat, finally fell back.

"Don't worry, hehe, I have to envy you from now on, junior brother. Wu Lao looked at his junior brother with a smile.

"Haha, senior brother, after I have perfected this kid's system knowledge, are you interested in training and training. ”

"What do you say, haha!" the two old men were really happy. Lu Lao was happy that he finally had a disciple who could fulfill his wish, and fulfill his wish that had not reached the peak.

In recent years, he has had to turn to the study of molecules and genes, but for most patients with liver disease, the ultimate treatment is surgery.

Prevention is greater than cure, and the slogan has been shouted for many years. Just like the doctor tells the patient to quit drinking and eat less fatty meat, it is impossible to do it at all, so surgery is always the ultimate means to cure this type of disease, unless people in the future can be pure and indifferent.

When Zhang Fan grabbed the intestine and lifted the tumor, the audience was in an uproar, a real uproar.

Before the surgery was done, there were all kinds of words, but when you really saw that the tumor was completely removed.

There is no one who is not shocked, and the bloody tumor is carried by Zhang Fan in his hand like a child's head, really like a masked swordsman carrying a human head, standing in the wind and rain in a chic manner.

"Hey, I'm getting older than a dog!" "The director of the Hepatobiliary Department of Yaxiang Affiliated Hospital looked at Zhang Fan on the big screen lonely.

Yaxiang's hepatobiliary is considered a rising star in Huaguo, and their hepatobiliary director is known as the successor of Wu Lao in Huaguo Medical. He has also been conquering the middle lobe of the liver, although he is not an ancestral disciple.

As a result, the resection of the middle lobe tumor of the liver was founded by the ancestral line, and now it is taken over by the ancestral disciples.

The heart is sad, and there is a feeling that people are more dead than people. Because Zhang Fan is too young, the young can make people envy to death.

If Senior Brother Zhang Fan or a few senior brothers in the prime of life had this operation, maybe he wouldn't have felt this way, and he might feel a little better.

But Zhang Fan, how old is he!

"Beautiful! Classic! Accurate!" After Qin Lao said three words in a row, the applause in the venue rang out.

Slowly, someone stood up. Zhang Fan conquered them with precise skills, applause was like a tide, as Zhang Fan's teacher, Lu Lao pulled Wu Lao to turn around to replace Zhang Fan, nodded slightly, and greeted the peers who applauded present.

As Wu Lao and Lu Lao turned around and applauded more enthusiastically, this scene was like a handover ceremony of passing on the band, and Zhang Fan was completely branded as an ancestral disciple.

It is estimated that it will not take a few hours, and Zhang Fan's name will definitely be known by most doctors who are involved in liver and gallbladder.

Studying under Academician Lu, an old disciple of Qiu, this will be Zhang Fan's name for a long time to come.

However, Zhang Fan in the operating room didn't know, and he couldn't hear the applause of everyone in the venue for his precise surgery.

"Stop the bleeding!" As the tumor and nearby lymph were taken for a quick examination, Zhang Fan and they continued the operation.

The next surgery is simple, the wound stops bleeding, closes the end, and closes the abdomen.

"Zhang Yuan, we succeeded! Why aren't you excited?" asked Ma Yichen after quietly glancing at the camera.

"Isn't it the first time you've had this surgery, and you're excited?" Zhang Fan said angrily.

"Hey!" Ma Yichen pursed his lips boredly, muttering quietly in his mouth, his voice was not loud, he didn't dare to let Zhang Fan hear: "Surgery with you is the same as going to prison!

In the follow-up of the operation, there was no need for Ma Yichen to get started, and Zhang Fan was not excited, so he was a little bored and a little depressed.

He felt that Zhang Fan should be excited, how could he not be excited to show his brand in front of the national masters!

"Zhang Yuan, congratulations!" Director Zhao Quanping cooperated with Zhang Fan to continue the operation, but took the time to raise his head and say a word to Zhang Fan.

"Director, Tongxi! And I want to thank you too!"

"Hehe, rejoice, rejoice. Dr. Zhao Quanping endured his slightly reddened eyes and continued to cooperate with Zhang Fan seriously.

A certain bigwig once said that in the workplace, you want to give people money, or you want to give people respect and comfort.

Zhang Fan completely moved Lao Zhao with a few words, in fact, people are very simple, sometimes they buy their lives for a sentence, not for anything else, just for this respect.

"Zhang Yuan, if only we could take off our masks, haha! The whole country showed his face in front of him, and his imagination was exciting, and it is estimated that the teacher of my university is at the venue. ”

Second assistant Dr. Song also said with a little excitement.

"Hehe, when the patient is delivered, you can pull down your mask and smile at the camera!"

"Haha! If the teacher who hung up on me back then saw my face and didn't know what to think. Haha!" Dr. Song was happy, really happy.

Although he is not the main knife, they are a team.

With the success of Zhang Fan's operation, Ouyang's phone was also blown up.

"Dean Ouyang, I am XXX, the general manager of Johnson & Johnson Group Huaguo will visit Chasu City Hospital, please receive you. ”

"Dean Ouyang, I'm ......"

In layman's terms, Chasu Hospital was concerned by superiors and envied by peers, and the congratulatory messages from all directions made Mrs. Ouyang's mouth smile crookedly.

There are even key hospitals in developed cities that want to reach a brother hospital with Chasu Hospital, can Ouyang not be happy!

She wished that all the hospitals abroad would call.