There were only Feng Qingchen and Wang Jinling in the two small wooden houses. There was a large army defending them outside, and no one came close within ten meters.
Opposite the cabin, rows of tables were set up. These were people that even Yu Wenyuanhua could not drive away.
Wang Su and Su Wenqing insisted on accompanying them no matter what. In addition, when the master of Xuanyi Valley heard that Feng Qingchen wanted to treat Wang Jinling's eyes, he even said it was impossible and hurried to Feng Mansion and asked to go in with Feng Qingchen and Wang Jinling.
In the cabin, you can watch the whole process of Feng Qingchen’s treatment.
This was not the first person to speak, but the identity of the master of Xuanyi Valley made everyone dare not neglect him, and they quickly called Feng Qingchen out.
The Master of the Mysterious Medicine Valley was a very generous person. Unlike other doctors, he acted arrogantly when he saw Feng Qingchen and directly "ordered" Feng Qingchen to treat him in front of them.
Facing this kind of person, Feng Qingchen didn't even bother to look at him and directly moved the Queen and Nine Emperors Uncles out.
Want to watch the whole process of my healing?
Okay, is there an order from the Nine Emperors Uncle? No? Is there an order from the Queen? No? You have nothing, so why should you order me?
Feng Qingchen's arrogant attitude directly offended the doctors. They all said that she respects teachers and has no medical ethics even though she has medical skills.
Feng Qingchen smiled carelessly.
These people did not really want to observe her healing, but came to add insult to injury.
She doesn't mind sharing her medical knowledge with others, but she does mind those who have ulterior motives.
The identity of the master of Xuanyi Valley is definitely higher than those of the quacks who pretend to be famous doctors. After seeing Feng Qingchen, he politely performed the common courtesy and then asked how Feng Qingchen wanted to cure Wang Jinling.
If he could watch, he wouldn't even mind giving Feng Qingchen a hand.
Feng Qingchen knew that the master of Xuanyi Valley was really obsessed with doctors, but she still politely refused, saying that she could discuss it if there was a chance in the future. She was very interested in the treatment method of transplanting flowers and grafting trees.
As soon as this was mentioned, the owner of Xuanyi Valley became excited and even ignored the occasion to talk to Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen couldn't laugh or cry...
Then there were the old imperial doctors who had become officials and the historical doctor who had treated Wang Jinling for eye problems. After hearing the news, they also swarmed in.
These people all have official status, and they are not as reasonable as the master of Xuanyi Valley. Some even threatened Feng Qingchen, asking them to get the emperor's imperial edict.
Feng Qingchen wanted to slam the door directly, but thinking of the warning given by Uncle Nine Emperors, Feng Qingchen politely refused. On the grounds that Wang Jinling's eyes were of great concern and could not be disturbed, he asked everyone to go back and come back in three days.
Wang Jinling's eyes will be fine as long as they are healed.
The people who came here were all miracle doctors, and they were very particular about their style. How could these people be so willing? But Feng Qingchen did an even better job. He directly locked the door, gave Yu Wenyuanhua a look of caution, and ignored what was going on outside.
Everyone wanted to see a little bit of what was going on inside through the glazed window, but Feng Qingchen was already prepared, wow... the curtains were closed, and outsiders couldn't see anything.
"This Feng Qingchen has done a great job. Is she afraid that we will steal her skills?" A white-bearded doctor was so angry that his beard trembled.
"How many kilograms does this yellow-haired girl weigh? I'll wait for her to stumble."
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He said something, but he just refused to leave.
They don't believe Feng Qingchen in their hearts. It can be seen that the matter is so big, Feng Qingchen must be somewhat capable, after all, the Wang family is still sitting here.
Some people wanted to find out something from Wang Su, but unfortunately Feng Qingchen didn't tell the Wang family anything. Wang Su also didn't know anything about it, and his face showed solemnity and worry.
After all, the fate of the Wang family depends on these three days. This feeling is really uncomfortable.
The most nervous person present was Wang Qi.
His eldest brother wanted a cornea transplant, but Feng Qingchen was always being stared at. How could he remove his cornea?
The corners of Wang Qi's mouth were blistered.
Wang Jinling was also worried about the issues that Wang Qi was worried about, but he just didn't know how to ask.
At this time, at Feng Qingchen's request, he washed himself and took a bath, and then he was guided by Feng Qingchen to lie down on the small bed, feeling quite uncomfortable.
After all, he is alone and his posture is ambiguous.
Then Feng Qingchen didn't know what he was busy with, so don't leave him alone.
Wang Jinling wanted to ease the embarrassment, so he asked: "Qingchen, you told me last time, didn't you want corneas? Didn't you want to pluck them from the dead? What should I do now?"
"I'm ready." Feng Qingchen took out the surgical gown and put it on, wrapping her hair into the surgical cap, and dressed up as standard before surgery.
In fact, after undergoing large and small operations, corneal transplantation is just a small operation for Feng Qingchen. She does not need to care at all. If it were in modern times, she would dare to perform this operation on the battlefield, but now?
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She is nervous.
I am more nervous than entering the operating room for the first time, and more nervous than being under the knife for the first time.
In the operating room, from third assistant, second assistant, physician assistant, to chief surgeon, Feng Qingchen was no stranger to the operating room. In her memory, the first time she performed an appendix resection operation.
It was a minor surgery, but she was so confident at the time that she didn't worry about anything going wrong during the surgery.
Facts also proved that she completed the operation beautifully.
Even after her first craniotomy, she didn't feel nervous.
To her, it was work. Based on her skills and abilities, there would never be a medical accident without an accident.
But now, she became nervous.
I remember her mentor once said that what doctors fear most is forgetting their own responsibilities and only caring about reputation and profit.
A doctor's job is to save people, not to make profits. If you want to make a fortune, don't choose to be a doctor. There are no doctors on the Forbes list of richest people.
A doctor's job is to cure patients, not for reputation. The more a doctor cares about reputation, the more his emotions will be affected by reputation. Then you are no longer a simple doctor at that time, and you can't do anything on the operating table.
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Feng Qingchen always kept in mind her mentor's teachings. She never fought for power or fame in the hospital, so when everyone who entered the hospital at the same time as her climbed up to the position of chief physician, she was still just a junior resident physician.
When her senior brother became an authority in cardiac surgery and gave reports at medical forums every day, she was still in the operating room, holding a scalpel and fighting death.
But now...
Sun Yijin's death, and the group of people outside, forced her into the fame and fortune fair, forcing her to fight for fame, but...
Feng Qingchen closed her eyes and took a deep breath, hoping to calm down her mood.
She knew that she was not suitable for surgery today, but it was a pity that the other party did not give her time at all.
What the eyes can't see, the ears are particularly sensitive. Feng Qingchen's emotional changes made Wang Jinling even more nervous.
"Qingchen, don't be nervous or burdened. Don't think of me as the eldest son of the Wang family. Just think of me as Wang Jinling in that humble house."
"Pfft..."
"Jin Ling, since ancient times, only doctors have comforted patients. How can a patient comfort a doctor in turn? It's really fun for the two of us."
With such a smile, Feng Qingchen's mood calmed down a lot.
Wang Jinling was right, there was no need for her to be nervous.
After closing the door, this is her operating room. She is just a doctor, and the troubles in the outside world have nothing to do with her.
Feng Qingchen calmed down her emotions and kept recalling some operations in her previous life, slowly regaining the feeling of holding a knife.
Feng Qingchen said seriously: "Okay, Jin Ling, let's get started."
"Okay." Wang Jinling was definitely a cooperative patient and lay motionless on the bed.
Feng Qingchen went to the outer room to clean his hands and made sure that all the utensils were ready, disinfected and ready for use. Feng Qingchen put on the mask and medical gloves.
Looking up at the headlights above and around her, Feng Qingchen was secretly glad that the weather was pretty good at this time, otherwise, it would be impossible for one person to complete this operation.
Wang Jinling's heart was pounding, pounding. This feeling of being manipulated was really terrible, but when he thought that his eyes would recover in three days, he started to look forward to it again.
Originally he had no hope, but Feng Qingchen gave him hope and made him look forward to it.
Disappointment is not terrible, it is terrible when it gives you hope and makes you despair.
Wang Jinling's body stiffened involuntarily.
"Jinling, relax." Feng Qingchen took the anesthetic and patted Wang Jinling's stiff arm.
"Okay." Wang Jinling relaxed, and Feng Qingchen took advantage of his relief to inject the anesthetic.
"What?" Wang Jinling moved instinctively, but Feng Qingchen suppressed her with his backhand: "Don't move."
There was an invisible majesty and seriousness that made Wang Jinling involuntarily convinced.
After anesthesia, surgery cannot be performed immediately. It depends on the effect of the anesthesia.
Feng Qingchen pushed Wang Jinling aside and took out her cornea from the smart medical bag.
The two thin corneas were floating in the transparent liquid. A flash of tears flashed in Feng Qingchen's eyes, but she quickly put them away again.
She is a doctor, and it is not a good thing to invest too much emotion in her patients.
Some people say that doctors are cold-blooded, but that is because of circumstances.
They also cried when they saw the patient die in front of them for the first time; they also blamed themselves and felt guilty when they announced to their families: "I'm sorry, there is nothing we can do."
But after seeing so many births, old age, sickness and death, they have become numb. If they feel depressed and sad every time they face such things, then there is no need to hold the knife.
Putting the cornea on the small operating table, Feng Qingchen activated the smart medical bag again and checked Wang Jinling to determine whether the anesthesia was effective.
Wang Jinling has a really good mentality, and the Wang family is well-maintained, so there is no need to worry about pre-operative care.
"The best time for surgery is fifteen minutes later."
Feng Qingchen set a reminder for the surgery time. Fifteen minutes later, there was a beeping sound on her arm.
Feng Qingchen knew that her battle had begun.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Qingchen closed her eyes. When she opened them again, her eyes were filled with silence.
Holding the scalpel and forceps, Feng Qingchen lowered his head and opened Wang Jinling's eyes...
Without ideal lighting or an ideal team, Feng Qingchen alone (8) did not feel the slightest panic.
Pick up the scalpel with your left hand, pass it to your right hand, and put it in the tray after use.
The whole process was orderly, just like a soldier going out for drill.
Feng Qingchen didn't even take a breath, and when the sweat on his forehead appeared, he just wiped it casually.
Wang Jinling was like a puppet, motionless and at the mercy of Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen picked up the tweezers, carefully picked up the left cornea, put it into Wang Jinling's eye, and did the follow-up work.
Then came the right eye...
Everything went smoothly!
Snap...
When Feng Qingchen dropped the tweezers in his hand, his eyes lit up and he breathed a sigh of relief.