Kangrui Animal Hospital, operating room. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the middle of the operating room, there is a rectangular operating table, next to which are many medical instruments, a golden retriever lying on the operating table, and a plump young woman wearing black stockings stands next to it.

Next to the operating room, there is a hut of about 10 square meters, with a transparent window in the middle, which is a special observation room for surgery, and you can see the scene of real-time surgery.

"Click......"

With a bang, the door of the observation room opened from the outside, and two men walked in, the man in front of him was wearing a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses, and it was John, the vice president of Kangrui Hospital.

The man in the back, probably in his twenties, was Lin Fei, who came to apply.

John admires Western medicine very much, which Lin Fei does not object, but John looks down on traditional Chinese veterinarians, and what he has learned for many years is looked down upon, Lin Fei is also a little unhappy, doesn't John want to show Western veterinary medicine?

Lin Fei also had a comparative mind, wanting to see how professional John's so-called professional was.

After entering the observation room, through the glass window in the middle, you can see the scene in the operating room, John pointed to the instruments inside, and introduced: "This is the newly built operating room of our hospital, and the medical equipment in it is imported from the United States, the most advanced and professional." ”

"Comeon, I'll show you the real operating room, which is not the same level as the laboratory you saw in school. As he spoke, John pushed open the door next to him and walked into the operating room with Lin Fei.

Lin Fei entered the operating room and found that the area inside was very large, with a lot of medical equipment, such as an anesthesia car, a shadowless lamp, a surgical microscope, a blood pressure detector, and a multi-functional operating table.

"Doctor John, do I have to have surgery for my millet's leg injury?" asked the plump young woman with an anxious face.

"Ms. Chen, don't worry, I'll look at the CT film first and then draw conclusions. After John finished speaking, he walked to the observation lamp, and the nurse put the cT film on it to make the CT film clearer.

"Dr. John, is my millet seriously injured?" Ms. Chen also leaned over and asked.

"Look at this, the right leg is obviously fractured and dislocated, and it is difficult to reduce it with manual techniques, so it is still necessary to open the knife, put the misplaced bone back in place, and recuperate for another two months, it will almost be fine. John pointed to the CT scan and said firmly.

"Ah, I'm still going to have a knife. Ms. Chen sighed.

"Ms. Chen, please rest assured that the surgical equipment in our hospital is imported from the United States, and the technology is also the most professional, and the success rate of the operation is more than 90%. John said.

"So, there is a chance that it will fail?" Ms. Chen said, worried.

"Surgery is inherently risky, it's inevitable, and I will do everything I can to minimize the risks. John reassured.

Lin Fei walked to the observation lamp, and also looked at the CT film, judging from the injury, this golden retriever should have fallen from a height and injured his leg, if the treatment method of Western veterinarians is used, it may indeed need to be operated on, but for Chinese veterinarians, it is not necessary.

After some explanation, Ms. Chen finally agreed to let John have surgery, because in her opinion, John is indeed more professional and can give her a great sense of convincing and confidence.

"Smack. ”

John slapped his face twice, glanced at the assistant and the nurse, and shouted, "OK, everyone move, scalpel, anesthetic needle, fixation strap are ready, I'll go change the surgical gown, and the operation will start in twenty minutes." ”

In this moment, in this operating room, John is like an emperor with supreme power.

Seeing Lin Fei on the side, also staring at the golden retriever on the operating table, John smiled and said in an arrogant tone: "Lin Fei, can you veterinarians do this kind of professional surgery?"

John's attitude of boasting of his profession and looking down on Chinese veterinarians made Lin Fei feel very uncomfortable, and what he had learned for many years was actually looked down upon.

"Dean John, with a leg injury like this, you don't need surgery at all. Lin Fei said.

"Nonsense, are you questioning my medical skills?" John's expression changed slightly, no matter what, he didn't expect Lin Fei to dare to answer like this.

"You took the initiative to ask. Lin Fei shrugged his shoulders.

"You. John choked on and was even more annoyed.

"Doctor Lin, is it true that you just said that our millet's leg injury does not need to be operated on?" asked the plump young woman standing on the side.

"Of course. Lin Fei said.

"Then you can help me take a look at my millet. The plump young woman looked a little excited, not to mention that there is a certain risk of surgery, even if the operation goes well, the golden retriever is playful and active, it is impossible to recuperate peacefully for two months, the wound will still crack, what to do when the time comes, you can't do surgery again.

"Ms. Chen, don't be fooled by this kid, he just came to apply, and he is not a doctor in our hospital. John said displeased.

"As long as you don't have surgery, it doesn't matter which hospital you have. The plump and beautiful young woman looked firm, and she was a little resistant to the treatment method of surgery.

Hearing this, John's mouth opened wide, and he was actually a little speechless.

Lin Fei smiled, and then, looking at the golden retriever on the operating table, said, "Xiaomi, let's meet again." ”

"Wang, human, why do you speak dog language. The golden retriever screamed, because his leg was injured, it hurt when he moved, and it was difficult to even stand up, so the golden retriever had been lying on his stomach honestly.

"For I am a messenger sent from heaven to heal thee. Lin Fei said.

Veterinarians must gain the trust of animals in order to treat diseases, so that animals will cooperate and it is easier to check the condition, and Lin Fei, who knows dog language, obviously has a huge advantage.

"Is it the same as the man in the white coat and glasses?" said the man in the Golden Retriever's mouth, apparently Dr. John.

"Of course it's different, he's going to take a knife, cut your leg open, and put the bone back in place, and it's estimated that he won't be able to walk for two months. Lin Fei explained.

"Wang, bad guy, I won't let him succeed, if he dares to come near me again, he will bite him. The little golden retriever bared his teeth and made a fierce look.

"If I were to help you heal, you wouldn't have to go under surgery, but you would have to cooperate with the treatment. Lin Fei said.

"Wang Wang, I don't look like a bad person, I helped Ma Ma just now, so let you come for treatment. The Golden Retriever hesitated for a moment and agreed.

Lin Fei stretched out his right hand and touched the head of the golden retriever millet as a sign of encouragement.

Lin Fei leaned down, put his hand on the golden retriever's leg, and gently pinched it, his technique was very light and slow, press it, he had to stop and feel it carefully, and then pinch it at another angle, and then feel it, so after a few rounds, he basically figured out the situation of the bones inside.

Seeing Lin Fei's actions, John didn't stop it, he looked down on the Chinese veterinarian in his heart, thinking that it was a product of the feudal society in the old period, and even Western medicine had to operate on the injury, how could Lin Fei be easily cured, so he simply stood aside and watched coldly, waiting to see Lin Fei's jokes.

As for John's assistants and nurses, they were all preparing surgical instruments step by step, obviously they didn't believe that Lin Fei could cure the golden retriever, and it wasn't even a vignette.

"Xiaomi, what is your favorite thing to eat?" Lin Fei asked.

"Wang, I like to gnaw on pig bones. As soon as he heard the question about eating, the golden retriever was immediately excited.

Ten golden retrievers, nine foodies, and one is a rice bucket.

"Then I'll tell you Ma Ma later, and let her give you stewed pork bones to eat. When Lin Fei asked, his hand was still on the golden retriever leg.

"Okay, okay, I want to eat big bones, fragrant and soft!" The golden haired hara is about to flow out, and the hairy face is full of longing, at this time, only food can make it forget the pain for a short time.

However, at this time, Lin Fei's manual was gone.

Press on the broken leg of the golden retriever, pinch, pinch, break, push, the technique is coherent, extremely fast, dazzling, Ms. Chen on the side did not see what was going on, only heard a miserable scream of the golden retriever, and even the voice changed:

"Woohoo......"

The entire operating room fell silent in an instant, and the doctors and nurses who were busy preparing for the operation also looked over.

The golden retriever was in pain, landed on all fours, jumped up from the operating table, looked at Lin Fei with a frightened face, and hurriedly took a few steps back, sitting on the edge of his buttocks, and almost fell off the operating table......