"Professor Deng, what are you doing?" Director Sui just walked out of the office to prepare for surgery, and saw Deng Chaohong and Fan Chengen from the First Affiliated Hospital standing in the corridor like two puppets, so he asked curiously.

Deng Chaohong and Director Sui briefly described what had just happened.

Director Sui was in a hurry to go to surgery, so he just asked casually, but his footsteps never stopped.

But when he heard that the patient's re-examination MRI found that there was no fluid in the joint cavity after the ACL repair surgery, his legs stepped forward, but his ears tried to poke back, as if they had been split into two pieces by an invisible hand.

"Hey young~"

In the next second, Director Sui fell to the ground, and the back of his head almost hit the ground.

"Director Sui, be careful." Deng Chaohong hurriedly helped Director Sui up.

"What did you just say?" Director Sui sat on the ground, too late to get up, and didn't care about the eyes of others looking at him, so he asked anxiously.

"Zhao Dali's postoperative reexamination, there is no fluid in the joint cavity of the left knee." Professor Deng said briefly.

“！

！ Director Sui's eyes lit up.

I knew that the operation that Ji Xiang did was definitely not simple, but I didn't expect it to be to this extent.

"Did you upload an MRI?"

"It's passed, you can see it on the computer."

Director Sui seemed to be more than ten years younger, he propped up his hands on the ground and jumped up.

"Let's go, let's see."

Deng Chaohong followed Director Sui to the director's office, and Fan Chengen followed behind blankly as if he was a demonic obstacle.

Director Sui's computer is very fast, which is specially allocated by the hospital for the directors of each department, and Zhao Dali's image data was quickly found.

No effusion!

No effusion!

No effusion!

！

"Awesome!" Director Sui said in a dumb voice.

"It's pretty impressive."

"The key is the anterior cruciate ligament, how come I didn't see the surgical injury, it's the same as if it wasn't broken at all." Director Sui looked at the MRI image suspiciously.

Deng Chaohong also noticed this, but when it came to the deeper field of reading, he only vaguely felt that he couldn't eat it.

Hearing Director Sui say this, Deng Chaohong hurriedly said, "I think so too." ”

"Look at Xiaoji's suturing during the operation...... Hahaha, the seams are very rough, I thought it looked quite awkward after surgery. I didn't expect it to be seamless and intact. ”

Seamlessly, this idiom is most appropriate when applied to Zhao Dali's MRI images in the computer.

This operation seems to have an ability to reverse time and space, allowing Zhao Dali to return to his pre-operative best state.

This is true both in terms of joint effusions and the morphology of the ligaments.

I just don't know if there will be an accident when Zhao Dali is active.

"Xiao Ji said that he can do recovery training today."

"It's training, it's not exercise, is it?" Director Sui found the essence of the problem.

"Yes."

"5 days postoperatively! It's only been 5 days!

Director Sui was shocked.

"Director, it depends on the effect of the operation. I was worried that the recovery training would be too early and that it would overload the ACL. ”

"It's okay, report to me every day about ...... Zhao"

"Zhao Dali."

"Report on Zhao Dali's recovery." Director Sui looked at the MRI image excitedly, as if LSP saw a beautiful woman, and in the form of Jiu Mengzi saw a bottle of 82-year-old Moutai.

His eyes were straight and his saliva was almost dripping out.

Only people who have had countless surgeries know what this MRI image in front of them means.

Director Sui's hand held the mouse and watched frame by frame. The location of the incision can be faintly discerned at some levels, proving that there is nothing wrong with the film.

It's just that the recovery is so perfect that it gives the illusion.

[Dad, answer the phone.] 】

[Dad, answer the phone.] 】

I don't know how long later, Deng Chaohong was woken up by Director Sui's mobile phone ringtone.

"Hello?" Director Sui was still looking at the computer with his eyes, and picked up his phone absentmindedly.

"Director Sui, the patient is lying on the table after being numb, if you come up again after lunch, I will cover the patient with a quilt." The head nurse of the operating room on the other side of the phone said in a weird way.

"......" Director Sui then remembered that he still had one operation to do.

"Do you have a hard time counting in mind?"

The head nurse of the operating room scolded directly.

"Today you have 5 hip replacements, and the operation has to be done until 8 o'clock in the evening, and I have to arrange for people to be on the table. I don't know if I have surgery early, do I need to arrange someone to carry you to surgery in a sedan chair! ”

"I really think I'm awesome."

The head nurse in the operating room is very spicy, except for a few professors and directors, scolding anyone is a matter of blink of an eye.

"Okay, stop scolding, stop scolding, I'll go." Director Sui usually doesn't have such a good temper, but today his eyes are full of Zhao Dali's MRI images, and he doesn't have the heart to worry about anything with the head nurse in the operating room.

Director Sui stood up, reluctantly glanced at the MRI image a few more times, and made a smack sound in his mouth.

This is a professional's heartfelt emotion and praise.

"Professor Fan, let's go." Deng Chaohong pulled the dumbfounded Fan Chengen out of the director's office.

"Don't run, slow down!"

In the corridor, I saw the figures of Ji Xiang and Zhao Dali. Ji Xiang pulled Zhao Dali, as if he was about to leave the field of vision with a 100-meter sprint speed if he didn't pay attention to Zhao Dali.

"Zhao Dali?" Director Sui saw him walking quickly step by step, and asked in horror.

"Hmm!" Zhao Dali's face was flushed, and he was excited as if he had seen the border herding of the sheep.

"Does my left knee hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!" Zhao Dali said, "I just haven't dared to exert myself for a long time, I feel a little strange, I walked dozens of steps, and gradually got used to it." ”

“……”

“……”

“……”

Director Sui, Deng Chaohong, and Fan Chengen looked at Zhao Dali in a daze.

If it weren't for Ji Xiang pulling, I'm afraid this stunned young man would have started to run.

Is this a patient 5 days postoperatively?

Is this really a patient 5 days after surgery?!

If they didn't know the reason, they would have thought that the patient's family was performing in an immersive performance.

"You...... Slow down. Director Sui admonished, and then turned around and went to surgery.

He said to himself as he walked, "How can it be so fast?" There won't be a problem. ”

This question also swirled, echoed, and buzzed in the hearts of Deng Chaohong and Fan Chengen.

It's nice to see patients recover quickly. But it's too fast, too unscientific, to be believed.

"Slow down, now let's do the prescribed training." Ji Xiang was very calm, but he didn't let Zhao run vigorously, and his normal activities didn't stop him.

"Koji." Deng Chaohong pulled Ji Xiang and asked, "I'm still not sure, you said that Zhao Dali's ligaments are fine." ”

After asking this question, Deng Chaohong also felt a little embarrassed.

At this moment, he seems to have become a medical novice, and he is even more regular than Doctor Guipei.