On the fourth day after surgery, Lu Gang wore a neck brace and a thoracolumbar brace, and began to walk on the ground with the help of a walker.

When Lu Gang just got off the ground, his dizziness, his vision was shaking, there was nausea and vomiting, and his limbs were uncoordinated.

The young man is now straightened, also 1.7 meters tall, shaved head, and looks very energetic.

Dr. Che was always by his side, Lu Gang took a step, he followed Lu Gang one step forward, ready to reach out to help at any time, and constantly corrected Lu Gang's gait.

Nurse Cai ran into Lu Gang in the corridor and joked with him: "Don't you want to marry a wife, take a walk around and see our nurse girl, if you like it, I'll help you get the match." ”

Lu Gang just smiled and greeted everyone, the previous vision was upside down, and it was very small, blocked by his buttocks, but now he held his head high, and the front was open.

Yang Ping sees him at least three times a day, each time to check the sensation and muscle strength of his limbs, and also to perform auscultation of the heart and lungs, and if there are postoperative complications, the first time to deal with them.

Yang Ping's surgical score has finally been announced, and according to the requirements of the competition, the score must be given within 24 hours after the operation.

But this operation is too special, the judges have to watch the video slowly, each step has to be carefully interpreted, repeatedly studied, the judges have to communicate with each other, and sometimes have to ask some old professors for advice.

In this way, as a special case, the score is not released until four days later, and the scores of all the judges are released centrally, and it is clear that all the judges have been communicated and discussed.

Full marks, perfect marks, perfect scores---

Everyone is down-to-earth, many Yang Ping's fans have been worried for the past four days, the operation is too fast, for fear that some judges will not understand, and they will give a low score in a hurry.

Now that a string of perfect scores is shown, everyone is relieved.

In the national competition, it is very difficult to get a perfect score, and the further back you go, the more difficult it is to get a full score.

Song Yun of the imperial capital Concord maintained the quality of an excellent surgeon, and when there was no hope of victory, he was meticulous and completed the operation in the competition.

Every detail, every step, never slack, never rough, conscientious, serious, even the last stitch of the skin is extremely standardized, without a trace of shape.

The needle holder is gently placed in the sharps to turn the disc, the tissue forceps are band with 75% alcohol cotton balls to disinfect the skin of the final incision, and the sterile dressing is neatly covered with no wrinkles.

The duel between Yang Ping and Song Yun came to an end, and Song Yun stopped the second season of the competition.

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The doctors of the Demon Six Orthopedics Department, after a day of intense surgery, began to gather to watch Yang Ping's surgery video after work, a four-hour video, and barely moved his buttocks.

Finally, at 11 o'clock in the evening, I finished watching the video, and now I am ready to watch the second slow playback.

The fast food ordered by the department had been delivered to the lounge, but no one got up, waiting for Professor Hong to speak.

Wen Rentao was like a fish in his throat, Mu Junkou was dumbfounded, they are all deputy chief physicians, and there is no need to slow down the operation video, and they have already seen that the level of this kind of surgery has completely broken through the peak of their peers ---.

Wen Rentao can't do it, in his cognition, no one can do it.

If there was nothing wrong with the video, Yang Ping did it.

The organizers have issued a statement to reply to everyone's questions: the video has been technically tested and there are no problems, and it is completely automatically archived after the live broadcast.

"What do you think?" Professor Hong finally spoke.

His shirt and white coat were soaked, his chest was blocked like a stone, very uncomfortable, and he touched the mineral water, but his hands were a little trembling, and he did not unscrew it several times.

"At Sanbo's academic meeting last year, he was like this, unhurried, calm, more than 100 intricate blood vessels, in his hands, revealed the separation forceps to cut the ligation at an astonishing speed, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that the operation could be done like that."

The video was still slowed down for the second time, and Zeng Ran broke the silence and picked up Professor Hong's words.

"This Yang Ping is a student of Professor Han?" For the first time in more than ten years, Hong Zhigang mentioned Han Jiangong in front of the department doctors.

Zeng Ran nodded: "He is Professor Han's doctor, he is the main surgeon of the five-stage replantation last year, Luo Jin's knee multi-ligament reconstruction is also him, and ---he is the chief surgeon of the devil's surgery at the Sanbo Academic Conference."

At this time, there is nothing to scruple about, presumably everyone has woken up, Zeng Ran has been reminding everyone that Yang Ping is the strongest force to win the championship this time, but no one listens to him.

Hong Zhigang now knows better than anyone that if this Yang Ping has this level in the subsequent surgery, no one can compete with him for the championship.

Only then did he understand that under the command of this junior brother, a group of powerful young people had been gathered, and the junior brother told himself in this way that even if he left the Demon Six, he was still the strongest, and the Golden Sword Award belonged to him.

"Sanbo's scoliosis orthopedic surgery volume is less than 50 per year, how can he have such a level, is the data wrong?" It was difficult for Mu Jun to understand how Yang Ping could obtain such a powerful surgical ability.

"There should be no mistake, after graduating with a master's degree, Yang Ping worked in the People's Hospital of G City, and it is said that he was dismissed due to ultra vires surgery, and then he was recruited to Professor Han's command without knowing how, Professor Han loved and cultivated him, and he was admitted to Professor Han's doctor with a score close to full score, although he is currently a new attending physician, but has become the actual academic leader of Sanbo Comprehensive Orthopedics."

Zeng Ran has studied Yang Ping for a long time, and it can be said that he is also one of Yang Ping's admirers, but he is limited to his identity and cannot be made public.

"Ultra vires surgery, dismissal, what do you mean?" Wen Rentao also began to speak out.

"A trauma operation, mutant external iliac artery rupture, hemorrhagic shock, at that time their director was helpless, in an emergency, Yang Ping operated to save the patient, and later the hospital thought that Yang Ping violated discipline and exceeded his authority to operate, and dismissed." Zeng Ran also heard it, and he was not sure whether the matter was true or false.

"The young man has the courage and knowledge, and the patient has been saved, why are he still dismissed?" Hong Zhigang asked.

Zeng Ran couldn't say why: "I don't know the specific situation, but I heard that the hospital is very complicated, and the director and the director of the orthopedic department at that time have now gone in due to financial problems." ”

"He hasn't studied abroad?" Wen Rentao asked.

Zeng Ran smiled: "Studying abroad? I haven't even studied in China, and since I came out of the People's Hospital of G City, I have been in Sanbo, I haven't gone anywhere, I am less than 30 years old, and I just got promoted to the main treatment last year. ”

Less than thirty years old, the newly promoted director, thirty-eight-year-old Wen Rentao couldn't cry or laugh after hearing this.

"His assistant, Song Zimo, previously completed clinical training at our trauma emergency center and orthopedics." Zeng Ran added this information to Professor Hong.

"Song Zimo?" Professor Hong can't remember this person, a whole bunch of PhDs who do clinical training every year.

"Fudan eight-year doctor, originally in Huashan Hospital for clinical training, because of intractable blood sickness, the other side suggested to transfer to the Department of Internal Medicine, he himself entrusted the relationship to change to our training." Zeng Ran also knows Song Zimo's situation very well.

"It seems that there is such a person, why didn't you keep us here later?" Professor Hong seemed to remember.

"Director, you had to return him at that time, but a leader of the School of Medicine of Jiaotong University said hello a few times before he reluctantly let him stay." Zeng Ran said it slipperily, and only after he finished saying it did he realize that he had said the wrong thing.

Hong Zhigang didn't get angry, but recalled for a while and said: "Seeing the blood and fainting, the young man who walked against the wall was tall and big?"

"That's him!" Zeng Ran confirmed.

"Is that him?" Hong Zhigang squinted his eyes slightly.

"Song Zimo also has the strength to impact the championship, but Yang Ping is too strong, he can only retreat to the green role, fortunately, the senior brother is not facing Song Zimo in the first season, otherwise the promotion is like a ring of life."

Zeng Ran said the wrong thing again, but Professor Hong's face was still the same, and there was nothing unusual.

Hong Zhigang said slowly: "That's it for today, everyone rest early, and we'll have another meeting tomorrow---"

As he was talking, Hong Zhigang received a call that Professor Feng's condition in the ICU had deteriorated, his heartbeat and breathing suddenly decreased, and he had to be intubated to assist breathing.

Hong Zhigang didn't have time to say much, so he left in a hurry and ran to the ICU.

Professor Feng was lying on the hospital bed, breathing a little out of breath, trying to speed up his breathing and inhale a little more oxygen, but he just couldn't catch it.

"Teacher, I'm Zhigang!" Hong Zhigang half-squatted on the side of the bed, holding Professor Feng's pulse rate with one hand and touching his forehead with the other, telling him to try to stay calm and not be afraid.

"It's okay--- I can---'t die for the time being, --- have you been here?"

Professor Feng's speech was a little intermittent, he probably heard the doctors and nurses in the ICU talking about Han Jiangong coming a few times, but he didn't come in, and every time he was in the visiting corridor, he stood through the glass for a long time, and at that time Professor Feng relied on a ventilator to maintain his breathing, and he was always in a state of sedation, and he didn't know anything.

Hong Zhigang hesitated: "Teacher, I have made meritorious contributions." ”

"Let him in!" Professor Feng struggled to speak.

"Teacher, he came last month and went back." Hong Zhigang knew that the junior brother had been here several times, and the last time he went to the imaging department to copy the teacher's information.

"Oh, next time the merit comes, let him come in for a while, I want to meet him." Professor Feng looked at Hong Zhigang, waiting for his answer.

Hong Zhigang nodded: "Well, I remember." ”

"Professor Hong, Old Feng's breathing rate has dropped again, and we need a ventilator to assist, and we are going to be intubated." The doctors in the ICU are ready and put on gloves.

Hong Zhigang let go of the teacher's hand: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, it's the same as last time." ”

The ICU doctor advanced the sedative from the intravenous catheter, tilted Feng Lao's head back, inhaled oxygen from the mask for a few seconds, took off the mask, opened the mouth, placed the laryngoscope, quickly put the catheter in, and then connected the ventilator to fix the catheter.

"The respiratory rate is too low, and the blood oxygen saturation can't go up, so I can only go on a ventilator." The ICU doctor wanted Hong Zhigang to explain that this was the second time he was on a ventilator.

Hong Zhigang's American friends, after they go back, should discuss with their colleagues, hoping that they will bring good news when they come next time.

At that time, if you couldn't come up with a plan, you really had to give up the operation.