After sending those people away, Mr. He took Xia Xiaoyu, Dongfang Qingcheng, Nangong Bo, Dongfang Wencheng and others to a private hospital by car.
This is the private tertiary hospital of the He family. It is very well decorated and equipped with brand-new medical equipment imported from abroad.
"Hello, Mr. He."
The dean, deputy dean, heads of departments and the doctors were already waiting for Mr. He to arrive. When they saw Mr. He coming in, the dean immediately came up to him with a flattering smile on his face.
"Are you ready?" Mr. He asked.
After Xia Xiaoyu proposed craniotomy, he had already accepted the idea of craniotomy. The parasite was like a time bomb in his mind. It was better to give it a try than to become confused and confused.
Therefore, he had already prepared everything. At the same time, he invited the most famous cranial surgery professor to perform the surgery with Xia Xiaoyu and Dongfang Qingcheng to ensure that nothing went wrong.
"It's ready. Mr. He, who will do the surgery?" the dean asked respectfully.
"I'll do it!"
Dongfang Qingcheng stood up and pointed at Xia Xiaoyu: "He will be the first assistant."
"you?"
The dean was slightly stunned. He did not know Dongfang Qingcheng, but he did not dare to question it. After all, this was the decision made by Mr. He.
When he saw Xia Xiaoyu, the dean couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With this great god here, there would definitely be no problems with the surgery.
Everyone came to the operating room.
For Mr. He's surgery today, the dean specially vacated many patients. Among the dozens of operating rooms, only Mr. He was there.
Moreover, many experts from the He family changed into casual clothes and sat outside the operating room to defend themselves.
There are even many experts who change into doctor's clothes and sit inside the surgery for protection.
With the arrival of Mr. He, this private hospital instantly turned into a fortress that no flies could fly in. It was heavily guarded.
Mr. He put on the patient's clothes, lay on the operating table, and fell asleep after undergoing anesthesia.
Xia Xiaoyu and Dongfang Qingcheng changed into surgical clothes and were cleaning and washing their hands in aseptic procedures.
"There is no mistake at all?"
Dongfang Qingcheng looked at Xia Xiaoyu's operation with some surprise.
Although sterile hand washing is the most basic surgical operation, many interns can do it, but Chinese medicine practitioners who have never performed surgery will definitely not!
However, Xia Xiaoyu's hand washing is very standardized, just like a surgical textbook, making it impossible to find anything wrong with it.
"Isn't he a Chinese medicine practitioner?"
Dongfang Qingcheng couldn't help but glance at Xia Xiaoyu and thought to herself, "Has he had surgery before?"
"Hmph! So what if you have undergone surgery, but now you are still reduced to a supporting role, helping me!"
Dongfang Qingcheng's cold expression flashed with a hint of amusement.
She was the chief surgeon and Xia Xiaoyu was the assistant. Invisibly, she felt that she was already one step ahead of Xia Xiaoyu.
However, she didn't know that all this was arranged secretly by her grandfather.
Otherwise, even if Mr. He agrees, Dongfang Wencheng will not agree.
This is a matter of life and death, and Dongfang Wencheng does not want Dongfang Qingcheng to wade through this troubled waters.
After all, the strength of the He family lies there.
Although he, Dongfang Wencheng, is not a martial arts person, he is still in the martial arts world after all, so he can be regarded as half a martial arts person.
To be precise, he and Xia Xiaoyu are both members of the martial arts community and belong to the Xinglin branch.
In the operating room, Mr. He's operation was in progress. Dongfang Qingcheng was the chief surgeon and Xia Xiaoyu was the first assistant. The two of them were carrying out various surgical tools.
"Knife!" Dongfang Qingcheng looked attentive.
The nurse handed her a scalpel.
At this time, Xia Xiaoyu pressed the skin tightly with his sterile-gloved hands.
"Um?"
Dongfang Qingcheng showed a strange look and thought: "How did he know that I was going to cut it?"
Mr. He was seriously ill and had a transparent parasite in his skull. Xia Xiaoyu had used a silver needle to shock him, and the prototype appeared.
The skull MR film had already shown its specific location, and the part that Dongfang Qingcheng was going to cut was exactly the part that Xia Xiaoyu had just held down.
Press the skin and pull it outward to make the skin tight and easy to cut.
"Even if he is familiar with anatomy, he may not be able to know where the surgical site is? Does he also know Western medicine?"
Dongfang Qingcheng thought to herself.
She looked focused and began the operation.
Xia Xiaoyu is also cooperating attentively.
"This guy seems to have had many craniotomies." Dongfang Qingcheng was surprised and shocked by Xia Xiaoyu's surgical ability while performing the operation.
Many times, before she could say anything, Xia Xiaoyu had already handed her the tools she should use.
The most important thing is that Xia Xiaoyu's surgical skills are extremely good. From the perspective of a professional cranial surgeon, she can't find any faults at all.
Dongfang Qingcheng is arrogant by nature, but not mean. She often likes to discuss matters based on their circumstances. At this moment, she had to admire Xia Xiaoyu's professionalism.
Relatively speaking, when she was the first assistant in surgery, her reaction and professional knowledge were much worse than Xia Xiaoyu's.
"If it were him who did the surgery, would it be better than me?"
This thought came to Dongfang Qingcheng's mind, but she quickly threw it away.
Now that she is on the operating table, she will definitely insist on completing the operation!
However, at this moment, an emergency occurred.
"Ah...it hurts..."
Mr. He suddenly opened his eyes and let out a loud roar.
His face was full of pain, and he started dancing with his hands and feet.
Especially his hands, he subconsciously grabbed the top of his head and almost hit Dongfang Qingcheng's head with his fist, but fortunately Dongfang Qingcheng dodged in time.
However, the scalpel in her hand made a long incision on Mr. He's head, which was so deep that the bone was visible.
"It's over..."
Dongfang Qingcheng's expression changed drastically. The scalpel she just used was inside her skull. If it scratched the brain tissue, it would definitely be irreparable.
Especially when I saw the wound that was so deep that I could see the bone, I suddenly broke out in cold sweat.
She looked closely and breathed a sigh of relief when she discovered that the damaged part was not a functional area of the brain.
"What happened?"
At this time, the masters of the He family rushed in anxiously, and Mr. Li even looked panicked.
After all, he is also a doctor, so he did not get confused because of this. Instead, he calmly said: "Hold him down!"
Immediately, several experts from the He family rushed over and tried their best to hold down Mr. He's hands and feet so that he could not move.
"It hurts, it hurts me to death..."
Mr. He's face was grim with pain, he shouted loudly, and tears flowed out.
At this time, the wound on his head was bleeding profusely, and he looked particularly miserable.