"Xiao Lu's tang method is very good." Huo Congjun looked at Lu Wenbin in the operating room and couldn't help but nod.

Standing in the main swordsman's position, Lu Wenbin looked over from a distance and saw a look of confidence, and the stitches in his hand seemed to be jumping.

"It's a bit Ling Ran's charm." Director Wang Haiyang of the Department of Hand Surgery looked at Lu Wenbin, who seemed to be similar to Ling Ran's age but was far apart, and said with emotion: "I still remember Ling Ran's tang method. How long ago did it happen? Now I have taught Lu Wenbin."

"Compared with Ling Ran, he still has to practice. But he is considered a master." Huo Congjun smiled so hard that he couldn't stop. The tang method was a hand-free area, which can be said to be a very well-known surgery. Moreover, Yunhua has never lacked surgical operations in hand. Lu Wenbin's skills have greatly relieved Ling Ran's surgical pressure and increased the number of surgeries in the emergency center.

Of course, manual surgery will inevitably be affected. However, since Ling Ran did not cause a rebound in manual surgery, just one person, Lu Wenbin, would not have much impact.

"On Xiao Lu's side, I hope you can also help me take a look. Young people, their skills are relatively rough after all." Huo Congjun asked with shamelessness.

Wang Haiyang yelled twice in anger and said, "You are asking me to dig my own corner."

"It's not a question, it's not a question." Huo Congjun waved his hand repeatedly and said, "Lu Wenbin, a child who doesn't have Ling Ran's cleverness and likes to be a cook, so his future achievements cannot be compared with Ling Ran. However, young people are eager to learn, let's help, right?"

Huo Congjun said that the storm was also to protect Lu Wenbin.

Wang Haiyang listened to Huo Congjun's words and felt no turmoil. He only felt a little softened considering the supermarket card that Lu Wenbin gave him yesterday and said, "If you have the chance in the future, I will definitely help you if I can."

Wang Haiyang didn't say anything to death.

Speaking of which, he likes to take on a job where he goes out to save the situation by flying knives. He is a sensible doctor like Lu Wenbin. It is easier and more profitable to save the situation in this hospital.

Huo Congjun naturally thanked repeatedly, but then he breathed a sigh of relief. He pointed to the operating table downstairs and smiled: "I used to see Ling Ran's surgery, but now I still feel a little uncomfortable when I see other doctors' surgery."

Huo Congjun's tone was full of complacency.

Wang Haiyang said lightly: "Lingran's style is still very obvious."

“How to say it?”

"You look at the habit of incision and exposure, both are in a straight style." Wang Haiyang has been doing surgery for many years and has done a lot of research on this area.

Huo Congjun actually understood it, but he still held Wang Haiyang: "If you say this, it looks a bit..."

"That's right, this is the doctor's habit. In the future, Lu Wenbin's skills are not required to look at his face. Everyone knows that this is Ling Ran's department." Wang Haiyang was lifted by Huo Congjun, but the chief physician was not even the deputy director of the department, and a smile appeared on his face: "Actually, looking at Lu Wenbin's current operations, Ling Ran is also on the opposite side."

"This is how young doctors are." Huo Congjun smiled.

"Well, with a high-level doctor in front of you, the young doctor's operations can be more bold." Wang Haiyang nodded, but said again: "If I stand in his position, I dare to do some operations that I don't dare to do normally."

"Yeah?" Huo Congjun was puzzled.

"Ling Ran will repair it when the sky falls." Wang Haiyang said openly, just a burst of laughter.

Huo Congjun could only shake his head helplessly, and then looked at Wang Haiyang's smile and his face shining, and he felt envy again.

Chief physicians like Wang Haiyang can live a little more relaxed life because they have lost their ambitions and are more self-centered. They can basically do whatever they want to say and what they want to do... It depends on the other party's cooperation.

"Doctor Ling, then I'll stitch it." Lu Wenbin's voice came from downstairs, with great confidence.

Ling Ran said "happy", and his eyes were still helping to check.

Ling Ran is quite experienced when it comes to being an assistant, but there are not many tang stitching methods, which gives Ling Ran a new perspective.

Lu Wenbin's feeling is naturally better.

In the past two years of his work on tang law, he either acted as an assistant to Ling Ran or was a pro-surgeon alone. He always felt that there was something missing when he was not in school.

Today, following Ling Ran's surgery, Lu Wenbin tried it from a different angle, and it was indeed very different.

"It's different to be trained in special training." Lu Wenbin himself sighed.

Ling Ran still said "happy".

"Before, when I had this surgery, I was actually quite hesitant..." Lu Wenbin was also used to Ling Ran's attitude and said to himself.

Ling Ran listened irresistible until the operation was over.

At this time, Wang Jia said in his ear: "I didn't expect that after Lu Wenbin became the chief scientist, he was also a long-winded person."

Several doctors above the visiting room smiled unconsciously.

Lu Wenbin cleaned himself up, and hid in the lounge and sent a WeChat message to Nurse Xiaoma.

In his opinion, his Papluv played a role in his sister-in-law. Didn’t you see that Xiao Mahu had broken the pig’s trotters and started to find excuses to send WeChat messages within two days?

Of course, Lu Wenbin is not reserved either.

Things like chatting across the air should not affect the effect of Paplov.

"So, good things come in pairs." Lu Wenbin was lying on a chair in the lounge, sending a WeChat message, showing off his lips.

Zhao Leyi, who has to buy bags for his wife with hard-earned money every few months, looked at Lu Wenbin and smiled: "You are right, good days are coming."

Lu Wenbin nodded happily, typing faster.

Nurse station.

Nurse Xiaoma was stunned when he looked at the chat records on his phone.

"What's wrong? The chat broke down again?" the young nurse next to her asked in a gossip.

"What can I do with a straight man in steel?" Nurse Xiaoma lazily: "You can't just pass it just because someone said something wrong."

"What you said makes sense, but the reason why you don't want to pass is that you can't bear to see how many new houses you bought, right?"

"The dogs in the community can't bear to leave him." Nurse Xiaoma sighed: "If so many pork trotters were braised, my dad would have forced me to marry 40 years ago."

beep.

The phone vibrated again.

Nurse Xiaoma looked up and shrugged.

"Lu Wenbin's?"

"Or what if it's not."

"Saying the wrong thing?"

"Not counting it." Nurse Xiaoma shook his head and said, "Lu Wenbin said he was going to change his WeChat name, Zhenxin Hero. Because he had touched the patient's heart."

Nurse Xiaoma smiled and started typing on WeChat: Wouldn’t you feel nauseous when you touch your heart? Are you not afraid?

"I even typed a lot of words." The plastic best friend leaned over and looked at her, making a sound.

And in the lounge, Lu Wenbin stood up unconsciously.

"What's wrong?" The doctor next to him looked over strangely.
Chapter completed!