Things did not develop as Liu Miqiao imagined.
Recently, Liu Miqiao's time in spinal cord surgery has been greatly increased, several times longer than usual. Song Baibai was tortured by him inhumanely. Liu Miqiao was the chief surgeon for all surgeries. When he couldn't do it any more, he would
Come on as a substitute.
After Song Baibai completed the operation every day, Liu Miqiao would not let him rest. He would give him tasks, such as toads, mice, rabbits, dogs, etc., and ask him to work hard to improve his skills.
Song Baibai has no complaints, and he also knows that this is what is expected of him and is nurturing him.
But, in fact, an old saying works.
Haste makes waste.
Not to mention that Song Baibai has not made any progress, his progress is very slow. This is the result in one month.
Liu Muqiao has lost his temper and is a little impatient.
"What's going on with you? How can you not make any progress? Look at you, it's been a month and your progress is almost minimal." Liu Maqiao couldn't help scolding him after the operation.
"I have worked very hard." Song Baibai felt aggrieved.
Every day, in addition to going to work, he also practices for 6 or 7 hours after get off work, with a serious lack of sleep time. He thinks he has worked very hard.
"Then explain it to yourself. You can hardly see any improvement in one month. JON, compare it with him. It's only been a year and a few months. At first he was worse than you and then he was close to me. Isn't he the same?
Did you practice it step by step?" Liu Miqiao found it difficult to calm down.
"I admit that I am stupid." Song Bainian said.
"Can you explain it by being stupid? The stupid bird flies first!" Liu Maqiao said loudly.
"Okay, I will work hard, and I have already worked hard! Give me some time, I will make progress even if I die." Song Baibai wanted to cry.
"Give you time, you can wait, I can't wait!"
Liu Muqiao really couldn't wait. He had already missed several opportunities for Li Liuyi's transplant. Two people died in several car accidents. They both died in the hospital. They were young, strong, and both were very good donors.
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He did not tell Song Baiyi about the plan. Except for Li Liuyi's family, Jiang Wei, and Li Liuyi himself, no one else knew about the transplant.
This is a high-level secret. Liu Miqiao will not tell the surgical team until before the operation, and he also plans to pay everyone a large sum of money as hush money.
After this transplant, even he himself had to forget about it.
He was very anxious and hoped that Song Baibai could be his assistant.
Mitri, who was on the side, saw that Song Baibai was embarrassed, and quickly said: "Liu Miqiao, Song Baibai has worked very hard. I can see that he is already very tired. During this period, he has to take care of things in the department and also
I have to work overtime with you to perform surgery, and I have to go home to practice skills, which will drag me down. Skills cannot be developed in a day or two, so don't push him too hard, it's not good..."
Professor Mitri's words made Liu Miqiao calm down.
"Song Baibai, don't blame me, I was in a hurry. Don't let your body collapse from exhaustion." Liu Miqiao quickly apologized.
"It's okay, you also hate iron. The talent gap between JON and I is too big. I will work hard." Song Baibai felt aggrieved like a primary school student.
"It's not just about talent between you and him, it's about different goals and different motivations... Okay, let's not talk about it anymore, just try your best." Liu Maqiao can only let it develop. If you force others, you really can't do it.
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He can't say much.
JON was very motivated at the time, and he had a strong interest in head transplantation. Naturally, Liu Maqiao would not encourage Song Baibai to do this.
Liu Miqiao didn't push Song Bainian anymore, and Song Bainian didn't relax his training. He believed that Liu Miqiao's strict requirements on him had only one purpose, to ask him to replace Jon as soon as possible.
Jon's departure is a very good thing for Song Baibai. From now on, except for Liu Maqiao, spinal cord surgery will be his own. What can he do if his technology does not improve rapidly?
However, the problem is that no matter how hard I try, the progress is not very obvious.
For ordinary cervical spinal cord injuries, Song Baibai has no big problems. He can also handle even more complex spinal cord injuries.
It can be said that his level with Zhu Yaguang is very close.
However, he can't do spinal hemangioma, thoracic cord, and lumbar spinal cord. He can do it as Liu Miqiao's assistant, but he definitely can't do it as the chief surgeon. There is still a long way to go.
Liu Muqiao suddenly set high standards and requirements for himself recently, and he was also very happy. This is an expectation and a high hope.
Although Song Baibai hated himself, he also analyzed it objectively and found that some skills really cannot be mastered by hard work.
Everyone has their own ceiling and their own limits.
Just like playing Go, Song Baibai learned it in school. He made rapid progress at first, but after reaching amateur 1st dan, he could no longer advance. He saw that many latecomers were promoted to amateur 3rd dan or 5th dan, especially those from neighbors.
He was the one who introduced me to the 12-year-old child. At the age of 14, he won the runner-up in the children's Go competition. He also participated in the adult competition and ranked in the top 10. His rank was set at amateur 5.
And this is the level I have worked hard for.
Later, he understood the truth that everyone has limits.
Could it be that my skills in spinal cord surgery have reached their ceiling?
"Liu Muqiao, can you tell us about your experience in practicing techniques?" Song Baibai found Liu Muqiao again.
This question knocked Liu Muqiao down.
"I..."
Liu Muqiao doesn't even have a little bit of experience.
"I think you should find your own practice method. Everyone has their own method. I don't have a good experience either." Liu Muqiao said.
"Boss, please stop being modest, okay? Your method should be the best." Obviously, Song Baibai must think that Liu Miqiao's practice method is the best.
When Liu Muqiao saw what he said, he felt that not saying a few words might cause misunderstanding, saying that he was conservative and unwilling to teach special skills.
"Actually, I mainly use mice to make models. The key is that the more you practice, the better your skills will be. Of course, interest is the best teacher, and I may also have some talent. I suggest you use more mice.
Practice.”
Even if he didn't say anything, Liu Muqiao felt that he couldn't pass the test.
Song Baibai kept it in mind. After returning, he found an animal breeder and ordered 1,000 white mice at once.
Song Baibai was too lazy to go to the hospital for reimbursement of this money, let alone put it in the department's account. Each mouse was 17 yuan, and he was given a discount of 3 yuan, so 1,000 mice cost him 15,000 yuan.
"You're not going to eat guinea pig stew, are you?"
The animal breeder felt that when ordering 1,000 white mice at a time, apart from students doing experiments, it was the first time that a teacher personally wanted so many.
This sentence is of course a joke.
Song Baibai didn't explain much, just said: "I come to get 10 every day."
10 a day, he is risking his life.
This chapter has been completed!