When he walked out of the operating room, Liu Jinjin felt heavy and light at the same time.

Finally, Dr. Wang Chuan's instructions were completed, and the operation was obviously very successful, but when I think of Tang Lou's operation, I also think about Tang Lou's age, which is much younger than him.

"well."

Liu Jinjin let out a long sigh.

After a while, they arrived at Dr. Wang Chuan's office. When Wang Chuan saw Liu Jinjin, he eagerly asked: "How is it?"

"The operation was successful. Dr. Tang said that after 5-7 days, the drainage fluid should be observed. If there is light yellow or clear fluid, the incision redness and swelling subside, and no bacteria are found in the drainage smear, the VSD can be removed, and the incision can be sutured again."

Liu Jinjin repeated Tanglou's doctor's instructions verbatim.

"That's good, that's good."

Wang Chuan felt relieved, and then waited for the prognosis to improve, then he regained his composure and asked calmly: "Tell me about the operation process in Tanglou."

Liu Jinjin took a deep breath and then began to describe the entire operation in Tanglou. His tone was as real and rigorous as possible, but to someone who has never seen the operation, it would sound very exaggerated and unreal.

Liu Jinjin observed Wang Chuan's face as he spoke, for fear that he would not believe it.

However, unexpectedly, Wang Chuan listened very carefully and attentively, especially when Liu Jinjin talked about Tanglou's exaggerated sewing skills. Wang Chuan was not surprised at all, as if it should be so.

After finishing the story, Liu Jinjin felt that the description was so unreal. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.

"I understand, you can go out. I will launch a new technique next week, and you can come and help me then."

Wang Chuan pinched the bridge of his nose and began to think deeply.

"OK."

Liu Jinjin bowed out respectfully, feeling very happy that he was able to get Dr. Wang Chuan's surgical assistance, which was a very good thing.

But at this time, Tanglou was a little depressed, sitting in the office, waiting here and there, but he had not received the notification that the task was completed.

"This Liu Jinjin is not authentic."

Tanglou has done such a good job with the surgery, but this guy didn't show any thanks at all.

"My five gold coins, White Eyed Wolf."

Tanglou thought for a while depressedly, maybe he should wait until the patient recovers completely?

"Oh, let's forget about it for now."

Tang Lou ate a loaf of bread in a hurry to prepare for the next operation in the afternoon.

The tenement house completed three more surgeries in one afternoon.

The task of Tanglou's external abdominal hernia expert has been completed long ago, and the gold coin balance has reached 30. The next level upgrade requires 40 gold coins. If Liu Jinjin can provide 5, it will only be five short, which is only one or two gold coins for the task.

quantity.

When he thought of this, Tanglou felt depressed again: "No, I want the ward to follow you more these days."

After Tanglou made up his mind, he quickly started to implement it. He took a small notebook and walked to the ward.

Tanglou is still very confident about Zheng Jun's prognosis. With the help of an abdominal hernia expert and a surgical master, he naturally has no worries about infection or other accidents.

All that is needed now is time to recover.

However, when Tang Lou walked into the ward, he saw an unexpected figure.

Wang Chuan was in the ward, communicating with the patient's family members. The patient's family members pointed at Wang Chuan from time to time, and their tone and actions were not very polite, as if an elder was talking about his nephew.

Tang Lou was stunned. At first, he thought Dr. Wang Chuan was here to check his postoperative condition, but what happened now was a bit unexpected.

Tanglou thought for a while and did not go in. He observed from the side and vaguely heard some voices, which seemed to be talking about the time of recovery after surgery.

In the ward, Wang Chuan looked at his uncle's wounds and affected areas and asked, "Uncle, how do you feel?"

Wang Chuan's uncle was a little angry and ignored him. He just looked up at the sky. After a while, he complained unhappily: "The doctor who operated on me was only in his thirties. If your aunt hadn't stopped me, I would have

I cursed people at that time.”

Wang Chuan's aunt also complained a little: "Wang Chuan, I heard some junior doctors say that you brought a doctor from Union Medical College Hospital to do the surgery for external abdominal hernia. Why didn't you arrange for her to have surgery on your own?

Such a young doctor."

Wang Chuan's aunt had a lot of questions and dissatisfaction, but Liu Jinjin was there at the time and said it was arranged by Wang Chuan. She was afraid of affecting Wang Chuan's future, so she didn't talk about it or claim that she was Wang Chuan's aunt or uncle.

The simple operation was quite successful, and I felt a little better now, but I still felt a little aggrieved. After all, I was so good to Wang Chuan.

"Aunt, uncle, you have really misunderstood me. Although the Tanglou doctor is young, his surgical skills in the field of external abdominal hernia are higher than mine. I am more confident than I can do the surgery myself."

In front of his aunt, Wang Chuan didn't have the aura of a trainee doctor at Union Medical College Hospital, and he looked down and down.

"real?"

Wang Chuan's aunt was doubtful.

"It's absolutely true. But you also know that with my identity here, how can I have the nerve to ask a young doctor to operate on my uncle? The relationships in the hospital are also very complicated and cannot be explained clearly. In short, you must not let anyone

I know you are my relatives."

Wang Chuan apologized a little, and sincerely apologized and explained to his uncle and aunt.

"I have checked my uncle's vital signs. Everything is normal and all indicators are very good. To be honest, according to my own estimate, it will take at least 7-9 days to perform the second suturing. To ensure that

No more recurrence.”

Wang Chuan said frankly that he was a little surprised and a little happy about the 5-7 days prescribed by Tanglou's doctor. After all, being able to suture one day earlier means that the healing is better and faster, and it also means that the operation is more successful.

"Either we should be conservative and start suturing after 7 days. Will there be recurrence of infection after 5 days?"

Uncle asked nervously. After all, he had already suffered once, and in his heart, he was still a little worried about Tanglou's level. After all, he was too young.

"Uncle, don't worry. I will be here to observe your recovery every day these days. Don't worry, if the time is not right, I will not let him suture twice. However, after all, Tanglou is the chief surgeon. We have to

I believe in his judgment. The fact that he was able to set the suture time so early shows that the operation was more successful than expected and the recovery was faster than expected."

Wang Chuan is also a doctor and knows very well that it is best not to question the surgeon's decision. After all, he is the one who knows the most about an operation.

Moreover, the sooner sutures are taken, the sooner recovery is possible, which is better for the patient’s recovery.

"Okay, aunt and uncle, don't worry. If you can't trust Dr. Tang, can you still trust me?"

Wang Chuan looked at his aunt very seriously and said.

"Okay, I understand. We will actively cooperate with Dr. Tang's treatment."

"Then I'll leave first. I'll come back to see you tomorrow. We must keep our relationship a secret, especially not let the tenement house know about it."

Wang Chuan made a silent gesture with his index finger on his lips, looked around again, and then sneaked out of the ward.
Chapter completed!