Chapter 1144: Smile so bright

Chapter 1144 Smiles so brilliantly
"How is his operation done?" The local tyrant couldn't understand. Knife stroked diarrhea, hands churning intestines and stomach, even if he didn't know what Zhang Fan was going to do, he knew what Zhang Fan was doing. But now it is different, as if holding a knife and pulling the air there. It doesn't understand this. So he has to ask.
My personal doctor is now a consultant, and of course the subject of inquiries is a Chinese doctor who works in general.
"Okay, well done!" The Chinese doctor said as if biting a pepper in the back alveolar.
"Compared with you?" The local tyrant asked without any secret.
"Uh, I, my main attack direction is not the pancreas!" He already felt that his job was about to break, but there was still a trace of luck in his heart. Although he was already angry, he still had to grit his teeth to the local tyrants. Explain this rude question.
"Jun Yang, you have to come on, I heard that Zhang Sang is an orthopedic doctor!"
The local tyrant looked back at his personal doctor with a slightly mocking look. Sometimes rich people can be quite irritating. Although they are telling the truth, they feel particularly awkward when listening to them.
For example, when I make friends, I never look at whether the other person has money or not. Anyway, I don’t have as much money.
And this level of local tyrant has no scruples about ordinary private doctors. In his eyes, if the doctor is not up to the level he needs, he will be abandoned if he says to abandon it. Can't find service if you have money?
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In the operating room, Zhang Fan held the knife like a pear, scratching his pancreas little by little. Tumor surgery must be thorough. It is the tumor tissue that the doctor sees, and he must cut as much as he can. Therefore, during tumor surgery, the doctor will tell the patient that the tumor is not big, just three or four centimeters.
Then after the operation, the doctor took a large lump of meat, almost ten kilograms of meat, and told the patient's family. Look, the tumor is cut off.
The family members are all stupid, isn't it three or four centimeters? This is almost ten kilograms.
In fact, how do you say the tumor is like ink dripping on white rice paper. When the instrument checks, it can only determine where the ink is the most, but this thing has long been extended. Moreover, the black, gray and white areas cannot be determined by the doctor as to whether they belong to the tumor, if there are no large blood vessels, large nerves or important organs.
It is often better to kill the mistake than to let it go.
This is a larger organ, and a smaller organ. Such as the pancreas. This patient's tumor is on the tail of the pancreas.
Although Zhang Fan had cut more than half of the pancreas, it was close to the body of the pancreas, and there was still no guarantee that it was infected by the tumor. This thing cannot be checked out with any equipment. Either wait for time or rely on the doctor’s experience.
Therefore, when he approached the pancreatic body, Zhang Fan had no softness. Follow his approach in the system. In this kind of surgery, you must cut the radish, and only when the duct in the pancreas is clearly normal.
Ben Shuyou looked at Zhang Fan's operation, and his frowning brows stretched. "I think we can cooperate with this Doctor Zhang! And it's still in-depth cooperation."
When many chaebols heard this, although they didn't speak, they already knew what they were doing. Who is Hon Shuyou? Although this old man has not yet reached the top, he is much more famous in the medical circle of Maruko Country than Lao Qian. Of course, this old man did not disappoint the people of Maruko Country. Eight years later, this guy got his cancer treatment. Nobel Prize.
This award is absolutely very important. It is different from other Nobel Prizes in the field of biology in medical physiology. He directly raised the rank of cancer treatment. Among the top scientists, Marukoguo can really laugh at China.
When Mrs. Tu won the prize, she was old enough, and she could work for a few more years, and there were too many people in Renjiawanziguo who reached the top in her fifties. In the field of scientific research, the 50s are still a golden age.
When Ben Shuyou spoke, the private trio on the local tyrant was dumbfounded. "Isn't he an orthopedic doctor?"
"Yes!" This person from Stick Country was also puzzled.
"I don't know, I didn't expect him to perform pancreatic surgery!"
The Chinese is almost crying.
"Don't you know?" The chat of the three people was heard by a doctor who went to cooperate with the tea country. Jingdong University, rice-growing universities, and many universities brought Ph.D. cooperating with tea to observe Zhang Fan's operation.
"Know what?" Doctor Wan Ziguo of the private trio asked.
"Although he is an orthopedic surgeon, he is the third-generation disciple of the Qiu school in China. Do you know that Qiu school?"
The doctor had a great interest in telling them.
When these words were said, the three people looked at each other, and they could see the other's foolish expression in their eyes.
Choose to choose, choose a person in charge of the housekeeper.
"How could he be a disciple of the Qiu school? Isn't he just graduated from a primary school in a remote northwestern region? Are not all the disciples of the Qiu school in the south?"
The Chinese private doctor really wants to cry.
When the tumor is cut off, the operation is much faster because the difficulty has passed.
"Dean Zhang, your pancreas surgery level is also very high." The assistant smiled and said to Zhang Fan.
Since the operation, a few people have not spoken, because they know that Zhang Fan is like a tyrant after the operation, he does not speak himself, and he does not let others speak. In the six months of tea, they have become accustomed to this Zhang style surgical atmosphere.
At this time, the operation was almost over, and everyone seemed alive.
"Hehe, it doesn't work! The liver, gallbladder, pancreas, and spleen are not separated, my master also said, let me work harder on the pancreas."
Zhang Fan said modestly.
When Mr. Lu saw that Zhang Fan had no intention of doing research on the liver and gallbladder, he suggested that Zhang Fan move towards the pancreas. But there are too few pancreatic patients with tea. It's not that people in the Northwest have good eating habits. The main reason is that the population of tea is too small and this disease is relatively rare.
"Oh, haha!" The director of Jingdong didn't know what to say.
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"Zhang Sang, hard work!"
After the operation, Zhang Fan accompanied the patient to the intensive care ICU and walked out of the ICU after watching the doctors recover the patient after the operation.
At this time, the local tyrant took an old man and found Zhang Fan.
"It's not hard, it's not hard, what's the hard work. When I was in the operation, I suddenly felt that your bowl is pretty good!"
"Uh!" Khan came down. I have never seen such a naked doctor. No matter how his personal doctor is, it is not so bright and generous, and there is still no way to constrain.
"Hehe, don't worry, don't worry, I will have someone pack it for you in a while and send it to the hotel. Then I can invite you to the country of balls..."
"Actually, I'm a good talker. You don't understand. When you understand, you will find that I am very good at dealing with. This time I will use your bowl for the operation fee. I am really busy. I will come to Tokyo in the future. Inconvenient. If you really want to invite me.
Well, I think that vase in your house is also good! "
The local tyrants think that the Chinese people are too black-hearted.
"This is the chief scientist of cancer in our country, Mr. Shuyou Ben, he wants to talk to you a few words." The local tyrant interrupted Zhang Fan quickly. He can give money, but he is really reluctant to collect those things.
During the war years, some people have counted that the best batch of antiques that flowed out of China went to Maruko. Although his house is not a top antique, it is also a second top. For example, the bowl was used by the emperor of the Song Dynasty. The vase that Zhang Fan called was even more extraordinary.
He started to regret a bit, regretting that he took Zhang Fan to see his collection. He really couldn't figure out that a doctor who didn't know anything had chosen the most expensive one in his collection.
In fact, Zhang Fan didn't know that it was expensive. In the idea of ​​not losing money, the vase he asked for was large, so he thought it should be more expensive anyway!
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Ben Shuyou smiled and watched Zhang Fan cut the local tyrant with a knife. At his level, there are more things to see through. There is not much to care about.
In his eyes, a doctor of this level is nothing to exaggerate.
"Dr. Zhang, hello! I am a professor at the Kyoto University School of Medicine." The old man bowed slightly.
Zhang Fan hurriedly bowed back. To tell the truth, he couldn't bear such an old man bowing to him since he was a child.
"Hello, hello." Zhang Fan didn't know the old man well, because the old man is now a scientist in Maruko Country.
Just like the local tyrants, although they are all local tyrants, everyone is familiar with the richest man, but the local tyrants below the richest man are not particularly worried people. Who wants to know if he uses a golden bowl for his food?
"Mr. Honshuyou has received the honor of a foreign academician of the Golden Retriever National Academy of Sciences, and he is also the head of the Kyoto Medical Chemistry Laboratory. He is currently working with scholars from the Golden Retriever to study the treatment of negative tumors."
The director of Jingdong University, Zhang Fan's first assistant for the operation, quickly explained to Zhang Fan.
During the half-year cooperation with Zhang Fan, he was also very confused. Zhang Fan’s level is really high, but this seems to be a lame, superior in clinical terms, but in scientific research, he is said to be a master’s level. It seems to be flattering.
Therefore, sometimes, the director is also very confused. Is this his talent or pretending to be a pig?
To be honest, Zhang Fan doesn't know whether negative or positive treatment is. Because this has reached the genetic level, he hasn't even entered the scientific research field yet, so he generally doesn't care about this kind of top research.
It's useless to think about it, he doesn't understand. The basic subjects of the clinical aspects of the system are not fully opened yet.
However, he knows one thing, this old man is awesome. If Qiu Lao is a clinical god-level existence in China, this old man is estimated to be a top-level existence in the pill country in terms of scientific research.
"Oh, oh, my old gentleman, it's a good time to be here." Zhang Fan smiled brightly and brightly.
Holding the old man's hand, it was like a little wolf dog saw the meat bun, and he shook it vigorously.
This old man is also cute. Seeing Zhang Fan's enthusiasm, although a little uncomfortable, he still asked Zhang Fan to hold him by the hand.
"Zhang Sang, I want to ask you a favor."
"You are polite. Just call me Xiao Zhang. Your status in the scientific world is not qualified for me to be a student. You are too polite. Just tell me if you have something to do."
Zhang Fan's smile is not a enthusiasm, and the local tyrants on the side scolded his mother. "I give you millions, millions of them, you don't even have a smiling face! I don't have a card face!"
The director of Jingdong University, looking at Zhang Fan's smiling face at this time, he remembered the old lady who was far away from Chasu.
He was so familiar with this smiling face.
Because, in the tea plant, they let the old lady be a donkey, not only to go to the surgery, into the laboratory, but also to the outpatient service, but also to take students, and even every ball doctor who goes to the tea plant country must give regular lectures.
(End of this chapter)