Chapter 1822 Something big happened!

   "He's going in!" The supernatural doctor of Golden Retriever Mayo muttered softly.

   "Yeah, he's going in!" A team of doctors also replied unconsciously.

   As for Zhang Fan, from the very beginning of the operation, they still had an idea of ​​expecting something wrong with Zhang Fan.

But with the advancement of the operation, they are all experts. It is clear at a glance that Zhang Fan's surgical technique is obviously not a problem, and even with their strict stings, they may not be able to find any flaws. They can understand that Zhang Fan's surgical technique is really good. very good.

   may even be higher than them, but for this, they are not only reluctant to admit it with their mouths, but even in their hearts.

   "He doesn't use a microscope!"

   The surgeon on Brother Turban said in surprise.

   Just this sentence made the eyes of the surrounding European and American teams shine like knives, which means that they don’t understand and don’t beep.

   In this kind of surgery, there is no difference between having a mirror and not having a mirror, because even with a mirror, you cannot see.

   When a group of people from Tutanzi, who were hurrying up, entered the observation room, Zhang Fan had already opened his head, and the probe was about to enter.

   "Mr. John!"

   "Mr. George!"

   As soon as they entered the door, they knew a lot of people. "Dr. Zhang Fan of Chasu, are you familiar? Why have you never seen him at an international conference, never seen him at the SFN conference, and never met him at the CSHA conference.

  I haven’t even seen any journals published by Zhang Fan on Neurosurgery. Which hospital does he belong to, is he a hospital with a digital security level in your country? "

   This question is embarrassing to ask the earth jar.

   "Uh, Mr. Tony, Dr. Zhang Fan is the director of Chasu Hospital. He's not actually a neurosurgery doctor."

"Oh. God, is it the cerebrovascular, or the extracranial base? Shuite, when did the extraneural doctors rule these branch doctors. Who is his teacher, from your country? Shouldn't it be, East From the Golden Maruko country?"

   Tutanzi's team was even more embarrassed, and he was so embarrassed that he would turn around and walk out of the observation room now. "Well, he is an orthopedic doctor registered in our country, and his master's and doctoral teachers are all academicians of general education. Last year, his main research direction was antiemetics, and this year's main research direction is hepatitis B."

   "Uh, Nima, are you drunk!"

   Several people couldn't continue without saying a few words, because Zhang Fan's probe had already entered, and had been deeply inserted into the old man's skull.

   A group of people waited quietly, looking at Zhang Fan's probe and the old man who grew happier.

I don't know if the old man sang a camel song. Anyway, Zhang Fan was a little irritable when he listened to it. The sound of sour teeth rising.

   Entering little by little, before the operation, Zhang Fan almost branded the old man's image examination in his mind.

  Sagittal plane, coronal plane, the probe seems to have eyes, avoiding blood vessels and avoiding important areas.

   Surgery outside the brain, speaking of conscience, is really meaningless. This one can't be moved, the other can't be touched, just like a junior high school student falling in love, you can only touch your hands, if you really dare to touch other things, it is estimated that the little girl will sue the parents.

Anyway, in the wired space, Zhang Fan was hiding, and he had to find a way to insert it. To be honest, although orthopaedic surgery didn't require much effort, this thing was a waste of energy. Ten minutes, Zhang Fan felt like it was over. For a long time the same.

   Sweat all over his head.

  Finally, Zhang Fan's hand stopped moving, he said, "Here we are."

  Lao Luo looked at the scribed line of the probe, and it seemed to be over a little bit, but the old man sang very happily, so Lao Luo was relieved.

  This place is not a joke. If you really want to dig deep, it is not a question of bleeding or not.

   Slowly, the slender negative pressure suction device was wrapped around the probe and dived.

   "Pressure to minimum, 1, 2, 3 to start."

   At this time, the aspirator seems to have not been opened, there is only a slight vibration, and there is no sound at all.

One minute

  5 minutes, just when everyone felt that Zhang Fan was not inserted properly, the black, red, black and red blood clots, like a lump of melted Dove chocolate, slowly moved outward on the tube wall.

   "He did it, and he did it perfectly! It's wonderful!" After that, several of Mayo's golden retrievers took a deep look at the orthopaedic doctor, then turned and left.

   They have this card, and they have a card that goes ahead. Do they want to communicate with Zhang Fan? To be honest, they have, but they can't afford to lose this person.

  Some doctors followed Mayo's, but some did not, such as several doctors in Mishima and several doctors in Maruko country.

  A surgery, from start to finish, to be honest, the thrilling part is the few insertions. If the insertion is not good, there is no need to talk about it later.

  The old man was probably tired of singing, "Can I have a drink!"

   "No, you still have to sing." Zhang Fan ignored the old man, but the anesthesiologist Lao Huang said something to the old man with a smile.

   "This is the only time in my life that I hate singing so much."

   The old man started again.

   forced the old man to sing for four hours, and finally the operation was completed, the sober old man sighed deeply.

  Really, at the beginning, he was worried about the operation. After an hour, he was no longer in the mood to worry about the operation. He just wanted to know when the **** doctor would let him stop singing.

   "Thank you, thank you so much!"

  Under the envious gaze of a group of doctors, Brother Turban held Zhang Fan's hand. The master stationed in Afghanistan coughed at Zhang Fan while squeezing his eyes, meaning that the reporters around the master were ready to say a few words.

As a result, Zhang Fan didn't seem to see it, "It should be, it should be, His Royal Highness, that's it, there are still some things on Chasu's side, I think the operation has been completed now, and the medical level of your country is also good, you see, Can we go back sooner?"

   Actually, what Zhang Fan meant was, hurry up to check out, and check out while the heat is on, maybe you can order more.

  Master's mouth is crooked, what kind of person is Nima, he can't be on the table.

   Who knows what Zhang Fan means inside and outside the words, this Nima, he still wants to put the friendship between the two countries on at 7:30, now, this Nima put an egg!

The    prince has an expression of understanding and understanding.

  In the reception room of the hospital, "The swordsman is special. The total cost of the operation is 3 million. Do we need our royal family to greet the returnee and go through the tax-free channel?"

   “Euro?”

   "No, the knife is gone!"

  The prince saw that his predecessor had gone, and when he returned to the department, Zhang Fan very nakedly asked to change it into euros, but the officials politely refused.

   Zhang Fan pouted, thinking in his heart that this local tyrant is not too arrogant.

  After the handover, Zhang Fan went out to thank the jar, after all, they came from thousands of miles away.

   As a result, as soon as he left the reception hall, he walked ten meters ahead when he heard the official behind him, trotting after him.

   Zhang Fan looked surprised: Did he regret it or agreed to pay me back euros?

   "Our ex-boss wants to see you."

  Zhang Fan has already seen the world, this amount of money is too much for him personally, but for a team, really Nima is not much.

"What else, the anesthesia hasn't passed yet, he shouldn't feel any discomfort yet!" Zhang Fan, who was shaking it, was like a child who didn't eat ice cream when he went to the street. Although he didn't cry, it was obvious. You can see his displeasure.

   Enter the ward, and the facilities in the ward are very advanced.

   The old man raised his hand and wanted to hug Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan disliked it and put on the old man's egg face.

   "You should have a good rest, don't think too much, wait for ten days to review the tea. After all, postoperative recovery is a long and boring project."

  Zhang Fan thought, let me come again, I will not come.

   "No, that's not what I'm thinking about. I'm assured of the level of the swordsman, but the people of A country should also enjoy the superb medical level of Chasu."

   "Nima won't let me go to the clinic here!" Zhang Fan's face was half down.

  Really, he would rather go to Chasu to see a patient with a ten-dollar outpatient clinic than go to the outpatient clinic here. After all, he is a doctor in Huaguo, he is not Aguo...

   "My time is a bit..."

   Before he finished speaking, the old man said with a smile, "I want Chasu Hospital to set up a hospital in our country."

   Zhang Fan's face collapsed, his two masseter muscles bulged instantly, and his eyes instantly became much bigger.

   Zhang Fan hugged the old man's forehead and kissed him, "If it's another country, I'm definitely not willing, because this will involve a lot of my energy, but you and I are willing, because we are friends.

  For the new hospital, I think it’s better to let Huaguo’s construction engineering team come, it’s faster…”

"No, no, I discussed it with the current boss. Our first public hospital has never been able to develop. My idea is to completely upgrade this hospital and hand it over to you, China. I don't know about you yet. Hospitals are best at that."

   "I'll go, you'll ask the right person."

   Zhang Fan's mind is all about...

   After leaving the ward, Zhang Fan felt a little floating under his feet, which was no exaggeration at all.

   "What's wrong? What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the operation, is the patient uncomfortable?" The master asked Zhang Fan anxiously.

   A group of doctors from the earth jar also came over curiously.

   And Zhang Fan, as if he was drunk, asked for a long time, but he didn't respond.

   And at this time, a diplomat from the country came over.

   "Our boss wants to have a word with you."

Master    looked at Zhang Fan nervously as he walked.

   "Isn't the surgery perfect? ​​The Europeans and Americans didn't ask for trouble, didn't they just walk away in despair. What's going on? Oops, Zhang Fan! What the **** is going on?"

After a while, the master also came out. He didn't look like Zhang Fan, but as if his tail was on fire. As soon as he went out, he said to his subordinates, "Take care of Zhang Yuan, I will go to the embassy now, and I will go back to the embassy now. ,Ha ha ha ha!"

   (end of this chapter)