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Chapter 425: A year of neglected documents, one live stream and the whole province goes crazy. (Please subscribe)
At eight o'clock in the morning, Yuan Weihong sat in the third-to-last row below the trauma surgery academic sub-venue, completely inconspicuous in the crowd.

Next door, a middle-aged man slightly older than Yuan Weihong turned around and asked, "Brother Wei, what's the deal with this live surgery broadcast you guys arranged?"

"You might not be at the peak of your career, but you're definitely a pillar of the department, right? How come your director won't let you do live surgery broadcasts, letting a young person ride roughshod over you?"

The middle-aged man, dressed in a suit and tie, with a long neck and his hands clasped together, looked you up and down a few times before saying, "Is it because the director was changed that your director has been targeting you?"

Yuan Weihong touched his forehead with his left hand, his face full of bitterness: "Brother Cong, you have no idea how bitter I am."

He gently pounded his chest with his right hand.

The man called Cong Ge is a senior of Yuan Weihong. He also graduated from Wuhan University, but now works at Shanghai No. 6 Hospital.

His full name is Zhang Yuancong, and he was two years ahead of Yuan Weihong.

However, after graduating from Wuhan University with a bachelor's degree, Zhang Yuancong went to the Sixth Affiliated Hospital of Shanghai University and went straight to the doctoral program there, all of which went smoothly.

"But there's no particularly good solution..." Yuan Weihong sighed softly.

Zhang Yuancong had regular facial features, except for his slightly small ears. As a man, this didn't detract from his overall good looks; in fact, his solemn expression made him appear upright and unyielding.

"Of course there are solutions!"

“Brother Cong, I’ve been working at the Sixth Hospital of Shanghai for over a decade. I can’t speak for others, but when it comes to recommending talent to the current director, I can still say a few words.”

"Weihong, if your hospital is still like this, I can make some arrangements for you."

"It's been confirmed that this year's orthopedic conference will be held in Nanjing, Jiangsu Province, in Shaanxi Province. Shall we meet up privately then?" Zhang Yuancong said very proactively.

Yuan Weihong glanced at Zhang Yuancong, unaware that the other man was mocking and ridiculing him.

He nodded slightly and said, "Brother Cong, your suggestion is certainly good, but I feel that doing so would be a bit unfair to Director Deng, whom I'm currently working for."

"As you know, Director Deng has been a mentor to me."

The two had a fairly good relationship and often met at the annual meeting. Yuan Weihong had already told Zhang Yuancong about Professor Chu's passing.

At that time, Zhang Yuancong did not tell Yuan Weihong that he could recommend him to the director. Zhang Yuancong also knew that Yuan Weihong was able to stay in the hospital entirely because of Professor Deng Yong's support and appreciation.

Yuan Weihong continued to explain: "Professor Deng has just stepped down from his position as ward director, and it would be a bit inappropriate for me to run away right away."

"Let's wait a few more years."

Yuan Weihong's disappointed tone was truly heartfelt, as he clearly expressed his reasons for wanting to go and not wanting to go.

If Yuan Weihong didn't have the title of Outstanding Young Scientist, would Zhang Yuancong have said that?
With this title, Yuan Weihong was pulled aside by Zhang Yuancong, which was considered a "great achievement," and he would be rewarded with a huge bonus in private.

Zhang Yuancong turned his attention to Fang Ziye's resume.

It's very simple: 28 years old, PhD, resident physician, and then published a few SCI articles.

Then it was gone.

Yes, as a relatively high-level academic conference, when introducing someone's identity, they will not specify which journals you have published in, but will only state how many SCI articles you have published, and then list various positions held.

For example, whether they are members of the organizing committee of the Wuhan Orthopedic Association, or members of the organizing committee of the Hubei Provincial Orthopedic Association or the Trauma Surgery Association.

Otherwise, if someone has published dozens, or even hundreds, of articles, wouldn't it take several pages to list all the journals?

"Who is this Fang Ziye? How could he get Director Han to give him the rights to broadcast the surgery live?"

"Judging from his age, he's not that old."

"Is he the son of one of your institute's leaders or something...?" Zhang Yuancong guessed.

Yuan Weihong frowned, his brows furrowing together: "There is some connection, more or less, but it's hard to say exactly what it is right now."

“That’s right.” Zhang Yuancong nodded.

"If you have some skills and connections, walking is much easier for you than for ordinary people like us."

"At 28, he has already graduated with a doctorate and started working. This is either an eight-year program or an early graduation."

"Their family must be very well-off."

Zhang Yuancong suddenly asked, "Wei Hong, how did you agree to let him go?"

Even if Director Han wanted to arrange for Yuan Weihong to step down to Fang Ziye, Yuan Weihong would definitely have to agree first.

Yuan Weihong is not some nobody who can be bullied at will.

They must have given Yuan Weihong some benefits.

"The director made this arrangement after asking for my opinion. I'm not one to seek the limelight, and it's only natural for young people to want to become famous."

“I had no choice but to do that,” Yuan Weihong replied.

"Weihong, you're too easygoing. If I were you, would he even be able to get on stage?"

"Such a great opportunity to make a name for your hospital and showcase the strength of your department, and it's been given to a young man to show off."

"This is complete chaos."

“Your director is quite something, not sending out the backbone of the department, but pulling out a young guy instead…” Zhang Yuncong said, already certain that Yuan Weihong would eventually leave.

"Brother Cong, please sit down for a moment. Professor Deng is calling me from the front." Yuan Weihong interrupted apologetically.

“Go.” Zhang Yuancong’s eyes were full of complex emotions.

It's astonishing that Yuan Weihong, with such achievements, suffered such a setback at the Wuhan University Affiliated Zhongnan Hospital.

It's true that shallow waters breed many turtles.

In the orthopedics department of Shanghai No. 6 Hospital, outstanding young talents are absolutely the backbone of the team and are given special attention for training.

They even made room for someone else.

……

"Who are you chatting with?" Deng Yong asked cautiously after beckoning Yuan Weihong over.

If Yuan Weihong had just been chatting with a very important person, then he would need to assign a different task to someone else.

“Professor Deng? He’s a senior from my undergraduate days. He’s working at Shanghai No. 6 Hospital now,” Yuan Weihong replied.

Deng Yong's eyes flashed: "What did you talk about?"

Those who can work at the Sixth People's Hospital of Shanghai are all talented people; it's a pity they didn't study at Zhongnan Hospital.

"We were just chatting casually. He asked me why I wasn't the one doing the live surgery broadcast, so I explained it to him." Yuan Weihong didn't dare to tell the truth at all.

Deng Yong didn't delve into it further and explained, "Wei Hong, it's already 9:30 in the morning. I think you should go back to the hospital."

"Right now, only Qin Geluo and a group of PhDs are in charge of the department and making arrangements, so I'm still not entirely at ease."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Weihong frowned slightly: "Professor Deng, it's still several kilometers away from the hospital, and it would take at least half an hour to go back and forth."

"Half an hour is fine. The surgery is the priority. Go back and take charge right now."

"It's nine o'clock now, and the live surgery broadcast will officially start at ten-fifteen. Even if there's traffic on the way, we'll still make it."

"The entire live surgery broadcast will only last about twenty minutes. You'll then have to rush over from there to attend the second lecture in the morning. I've asked the host to adjust your appearance order," Deng Yong explained.

Deng Yong was already somewhat worried about Yuan Weihong's trip.

After much deliberation, it was decided that it would be most appropriate to arrange for Yuan Weihong to return to the hospital.

Deng Yong was a professor, and it was an arrangement made by a powerful figure; Yuan Weihong couldn't refuse. After nodding in agreement, he walked towards the door...

After taking only two steps, Deng Yong asked, "Yuan Weihong, do you have a big problem with having Ziye broadcast the surgery live?"

Yuan Weihong stumbled on one leg, wiggled his hips, and looked back incredulously in Deng Yong's direction.

Deng Yong then took a few steps closer and said again, "Have you been doing too well and forgotten who Gong Tingzhen is? Or were you just having too much fun chatting?"

Gong Tingzhen was Deng Yong's first doctoral student, and had slightly more seniority than Yuan Weihong.

Yuan Weihong clenched his fists and squeezed them together, a smile spreading across his face as he carefully walked alongside Deng Yong: "Teacher Deng, since Senior Brother Gong heard it, he must know that I was just joking with my senior brother."

"Ziye is also my student!"

"It was really just a joke."

Hunting geese all day long, only to be pecked by geese.

Yuan Weihong never expected that his joking conversation with his undergraduate senior would be caught red-handed by Deng Yong's first PhD student, Gong Tingzhen, who now works at Xianyang First People's Hospital, and who even complained about it.

Could Deng Yong overhear the chat?

Yuan Weihong had actually memorized Deng Yong's three firsts. The first student was Su Xiao, who is currently working at the Affiliated Hospital of Three Gorges University and Yishi People's Hospital.

Gong Tingzhen was his first doctor.

Fang Ziye was Deng Yong's first doctoral student to stay at the hospital!

"Walls have ears, so it's best to avoid saying things like that in such situations."

"Would you really be happy to see your senior brother surprised or embarrassed in the end?" Deng Yong asked rhetorically.

Sometimes, Deng Yong felt that Yuan Weihong was cheerful and had studied, and was indeed straightforward, but Deng Yong couldn't understand why Yuan Weihong would act this way in such a situation.

Is it just because Yuan Weihong is young?

"Professor Deng, no, that's not how it is."

"Should I go back?" Yuan Weihong quickly changed the subject and asked.

"Go back if you want. I've already spoken to Han Yuanxiao. Whether you stream with Ziye or stream alone with him, the nature of the stream isn't that different." Deng Yong's answer was very official, but he was clearly a little angry.

Deng Yong said, "Then I won't go back."

Since Deng Yong wasn't worried about the live surgery procedure, Yuan Weihong certainly wouldn't dare to continue 'obediently' running back.

Being caught red-handed must have been really upsetting!

"Don't you think it's unfair?" Deng Yong continued to press.

"Teacher Deng, I already said it was just a joke."

……

After the speakers from other provinces finished sharing their lectures, it was time for the tea break.

The tea break lasts only about twenty minutes in total.

At this point, Professor Qi from the Department of Trauma Surgery at Tongji Hospital, who was hosting the event, stood up and announced: "Next is the tea break. Thank you all for your hard work, experts and colleagues."

"The outdoor tea break area is equipped with fruit, drinks and snacks. If you want to rest, you can go out and relax for a while."

"In addition, during the tea break, in order to help our colleagues relax, the trauma surgery team of Zhongnan Hospital plans to prepare a live surgery broadcast for our experts and colleagues to appreciate."

"This isn't a mandatory task. Anyone who's interested can stay and take a look."

"Director Han Yuanxiao, is Professor Deng Yong here?"

"Who would like to give a presentation?" Professor Qi asked, holding the microphone in his right hand and gesturing with his left.

Below the stage, many people looked at Han Yuanxiao and Deng Yong, with most focusing their attention on Deng Yong.

Deng Yong used to be the director of the Department of Trauma Surgery at Zhongnan Hospital. He is young and strong and should not have stepped down, but for some reason, he is not currently serving as the director of the Department of Trauma Surgery.

On the contrary, Han Yuanxiao's reputation and experience in the industry are not as authoritative as Deng Yong's.

Deng Yong sat down steadily and waved his hand, clearly indicating that he was giving up his seat to Han Yuanxiao.

But what was unexpected was that Han Yuanxiao was very self-aware.

After standing up, he humbly said, "The surgeon who will be performing the live surgery today is from the same team as Professor Deng. We don't have much collaboration, so Professor Deng will have to work hard to interpret the surgeon's subtle operations."

"Teacher Deng, please don't be so polite."

For Han Yuanxiao to say such things in this setting can be seen as a demonstration of the amiable atmosphere within Zhongnan Hospital.

Although Deng Yong has stepped down from his position as director, his influence remains, and Han Yuanxiao will not be tactless in such a situation.

At academic conferences, nobody cares if you're the head of a ward; they only care about your abilities.

Your personnel arrangements at Zhongnan Hospital are worth at most a few cents here.

Unable to refuse, Deng Yong took the microphone, went up to the stage, and said, "Thank you to the hosting team, thank you Professor Qi, and thank you even more to the three brother hospitals that organized the event for giving us the opportunity to broadcast the first live broadcast."

As the saying goes, "The big give way to the small, and throw out a brick to attract jade."

"I sincerely hope that all experts and colleagues will forgive any shortcomings you may find."

"Actually, this is not a live surgery broadcast, but an exam. I hope that all the experts and colleagues will be generous with their advice."

While speaking, Deng Yong glanced at the screen in front of him and saw that the live stream was not working properly before continuing.

"The sorcerer in this live stream is relatively inexperienced and has no notable background, so I won't waste your time introducing him in detail."

"They're just elementary school students majoring in trauma surgery..."

At this point, sound appeared on the screen.

"Hello, is this the host?" The voice came from Qin Geluo, who was clearly adjusting the live broadcast equipment in the operating room.

"Hello, this is the trauma surgery sub-venue. You can hear us clearly from here. Can the operating room hear the response?" Deng Yong immediately shut up and began the formal feedback and adjustment.

Doctors aren't live streamers, so it's impossible for them to have a complete understanding of things like live stream setup before the surgery.

Of course, everyone can understand.

If everything goes well, live-streaming the tail artery reconnection and suturing of a mouse online should be a great way to "show off" and even generate a significant amount of traffic and donations.

Skills that are beyond the reach of ordinary people are called techniques.

"Yes, we can hear you! Professor Deng, this is the first location for today's live broadcast. We have completed all the necessary pre-operative preparations." Qin Geluo immediately corrected himself after recognizing Deng Yong's voice. The branch venue had live footage of the operating room, but not vice versa. Only the audio could be transmitted back from the main conference venue.

"Okay, let's begin the surgery!" Although the other end couldn't hear him, Deng Yong still made a gesture of invitation.

Meanwhile, on both sides of the branch venue, the patient's general condition and X-ray images of the lower leg (anteroposterior and lateral views) were displayed.

Deng Yong explained, "This is a multi-segment fracture of the midshaft of the tibia. The preoperative X-ray is shown on the right."

"The patient suffered a car accident injury, with no skin loss and no contraindications for surgery. Intramedullary nailing via a suprapatellar approach is scheduled for today."

"The surgeon is Dr. Fang Ziye from our hospital. Please continue watching."

"The disinfection and draping are complete, and Dr. Fang is now performing manual reduction. Our team is no longer using the special lower limb traction device in the operating room."

The audience began to whisper among themselves.

As Deng Yong was speaking, several hands appeared on the live stream screen, appearing only briefly.

Deng Yong then said, "Okay, the repositioning is complete. As you can see, the previous lower limb deformity has basically disappeared!"

"The next step is to perform internal fixation with an intramedullary nail."

Deng Yong's words sent chills down the spines of everyone present.

Several people who were about to go to the toilet stopped at the back door and then stepped back in.

What does it mean when the reset is complete?
What reset it?
What and what?
However, the surgical scene then shifts, and Deng Yong explains: "Our Dr. Fang has now opened the soft tissue of the suprapatellar approach and quickly created a bone window."

"Because the reduction quality is very high, we do not need a guide pin; we can directly insert the gold finger into the bone window after fenestration."

"Da da da!~" The operation was much faster than Deng Yong described.

After Deng Yong finished speaking, the sound of metal colliding with bones could be heard on the screen.

"At this point, the golden finger has reached its limit; next, we'll begin the marrow expansion..."

When Deng Yong got to this point, he couldn't keep up anymore, so he simply gave up and said, "Fine, the rest is just a routine procedure, everyone can just watch. I won't waste any more words."

The time in the upper right corner was ticking away, starting the moment the surgery officially began.

The time is only 00:02:11!

In two minutes and eleven seconds, Fang Ziye and his team had already performed the spinal cord expansion procedure.

Two minutes and fifty seconds later, the trial implant was flawless.

In three minutes, the actual intramedullary nail fixation prosthesis was inserted into the patient's body. In three minutes and forty seconds, Fang Ziye, without using any formulas, directly drove the locking screws and fixation screws into the patient's body.

Four minutes and ten seconds later, Fang Ziye screwed the fixation blade at the proximal end of the intramedullary nail into the patient's body.

Photos taken with a C-arm gantry crane.

Since the C-arm monitor's display screen couldn't be shown in the live stream, someone took a picture of the results on the screen to create a before-and-after comparison image.

After zooming in, I specifically explained: "Professor Deng, these are the preliminary results of the pre- and post-operative X-rays for these two images, with the real-time time marked in the upper right corner."

"This surgery is complete. We are about to head to live broadcast point number two. Please give us about two minutes."

After listening, Deng Yong watched helplessly as everyone sitting below the stage began to stir, especially the directors and deputy directors from some prefecture-level city hospitals, who couldn't stand the noise any longer.

He started babbling on and on, his face full of shock and disbelief.

Even Professor Qi from Tongji Hospital, who was sitting next to the conference host, and other professors from other hospitals in Wuhan, raised their microphones.

"Professor Deng, may I interrupt for a moment?"

"This surgery was indeed a very standard intramedullary nailing fixation for a tibial fracture, but wasn't the procedure and speed a bit too frivolous?"

"I noticed that none of you performed C-arm fluoroscopy after the reduction was completed. How can you determine whether the reduction was successful and whether the medullary cavity was aligned?" The question was asked by a professor surnamed Long from Liyuan Hospital.

Upon hearing this, Deng Yong almost thought the professor was a shill.

He glanced at the other person's name tag, then quickly nodded and replied, "Professor Long, that's an excellent question."

"First of all, our team started to pick up our basic skill of manual reduction in trauma surgery a few years ago."

"The purpose is simple: first, to facilitate pelvic fracture surgery, and second, to facilitate osteotomy and reshaping procedures."

"However, during our further research, we discovered that the relationship between manual reduction and fracture treatment is as close as a mosaic and a one-to-one correspondence."

"As mentioned in the live broadcast, a large proportion of fractures require surgical treatment not because manual reduction is not possible, but because external fixation does not meet the standards for fixation."

"Therefore, after our research, we can basically achieve rapid and successful reduction of common and standard fractures."

"As for the general signs of a successful repositioning, I will not go into details here."

“An experienced team can tell that if the repositioning is done properly, the force line will be very straight. In such cases, we can confidently omit certain surgical steps.”

"There is no need to place the guide pin through the gold finger, nor is there a need to replace the gold finger through the guide pin; the two can be interchanged at will."

"The entire surgery was actually simplified into a level two surgery, namely internal fixation of the fracture."

"So what you may be seeing is open reduction and internal fixation with intramedullary nail, but it is actually just a simple surgery called intramedullary nailing."

"The initial incision and reduction procedure has been simplified!"

"I'm sure everyone isn't quite there yet, or rather, was this surgery pre-planned?"

"What we're about to see is the second surgery: a reverse intramedullary nail fixation for a midshaft femoral fracture," Deng Yong explained.

At least fifty hands were raised in the audience.

Fifty pairs is one hundred pieces.

Even if everyone raises their hands, there are still about fifty people.

At the other end of the signal, Qin Geluo was already in position: "Teacher Deng, this is live broadcast point number two. Our team has completed the necessary pre-operative preparations. May we begin?"

Deng Yong, being very knowledgeable, said: "The second surgery will begin."

Following that, Deng Yong said, "Fellow colleagues, let's continue watching the surgery. This is a live surgery broadcast, not an academic exchange. If you have any questions, we can discuss them offline later."

"The live surgery broadcast is intended to provide a space for colleagues to relax and network during the tea break..."

After Deng Yong finished speaking, someone in the crowd muttered a curse.

"What are you pretending for? You're just showing off for the sake of showing off, aren't you? I'm asking you a question and you're not even answering it?" The voice was shrill and echoed throughout everyone!

Deng Yong didn't catch who it was, nor could he possibly catch them, but this question needs to be answered.

"This guy may have misunderstood. The live surgery broadcast is by invitation only, not by invitation only."

"If this brother is speaking on behalf of the organization behind him, I apologize for blocking your way."

"If this guy is speaking on his own behalf, I can provide you with the organizer's contact information. There are two tea breaks every day, eight in total over four days, but only four live streams have been scheduled so far."

"What if this guy was just joking? Then we can all just laugh it off."

"Just consider it a way to liven things up." Deng Yong's words carried both politeness and veiled sarcasm.

Moreover, it was done openly and legitimately, with a dignified and respectable air.

Zhongnan Hospital was not the organizer; it was only responsible for cooperating with the organizer to conduct a live surgery broadcast.

If a careful observer had read the conference agenda, they would have known that this was not a live broadcast of a teaching surgery.

No one would schedule a live teaching surgery broadcast during a tea break; they would do it during lunch break or dinner time.

After Deng Yong explained it this way, the noise from the crowd immediately quieted down.

That previous remark could be considered taking advantage of the chaos to vent one's anger. If you make a scene again now and Deng Yong really names you, then the three main organizers—Union Hospital, Tongji Hospital, and Hubei Provincial People's Hospital—won't be able to deny you the opportunity to broadcast the surgery live.

You can't refuse to come!
When everyone focused their attention back on the surgical field, Fang Ziye had already started cutting open the skin again and inserting the gold finger.

Deng Yong explained, "Just as I was explaining, our team's surgeons completed the manual repositioning. The process was short, so we didn't have to wait."

"This infrapatellar approach intramedullary nailing fixation is actually a very mature and standard fixation technique. You can all take a look at it yourselves from now on..."

Upon hearing what Deng Yong said...

The "person" that Deng Yong couldn't find was found by the people in the audience.

Many angry gazes formed a circle around him, and the man instantly became the focus of attention for dozens of people nearby.

He was a middle-aged man, thin and with a cigarette tucked behind his ear.

When he realized that many people were looking at him and that he couldn't take advantage of the situation, he froze. Trembling, he lowered his head and, no longer caring about the shock, slunk away from the crowd.

Then I went to the toilet!
The live surgery broadcast had only reached 00:10:12 when the postoperative C-arm projection results for the second surgery were already produced.

In the live stream, everyone behaved themselves and did not utter a single word.

This is a legitimate surgery, both a live broadcast and a way to alleviate the patient's pain.

From the surgeon to the assistants, the circulating nurse, the scrub nurse, and the anesthesiologist, no one showed their faces or made a sound, as if Fang Ziye was performing surgery in a vacuum, so peaceful.

This discipline is very clear!

After a few glances, Deng Yong explained, "Through the postoperative C-arm anteroposterior and lateral views, it is very easy to see that the lateral displacement, soft tissue compression, and anterior-posterior displacement of the femoral fracture have all been corrected."

"The bone marrow cavity is neatly aligned, the bone cortex is perfectly aligned, and the fracture line is almost invisible. This is still a very high-quality surgery."

"Anyone who has undergone trauma surgery for a fracture knows this."

"During the surgery, repositioning accounts for 90% of the work, while immobilization accounts for 90% of the effort."

A well-executed repositioning procedure will undoubtedly contribute significantly to the overall quality of the surgery.

"Therefore, the next step in the surgery is still just skin suturing. Our team will continue to the third live broadcast location."

"The last surgery will be our team's last live broadcast."

"This timeframe will not be long, and before the surgery, we will ensure that all colleagues are fully informed of the real-time pre-operative status."

"On the screens on both sides are the preoperative X-rays we collected."

"What we can see during the live broadcast is the C-arm projector film, which is taken on the spot and is basically the same as the preoperative film."

"In the surgical field, we can see that the patient's double fracture of the tibia and fibula is a clear diagnosis, and according to the current principles of fracture treatment, it is an absolute indication for surgery."

"According to the current principles of external fixation, it is an unstable fracture with a very high probability of displacement."

"However, based on our team's research and the relevant theories and mechanical components, we have found that such fractures can actually achieve a level of stability that can be achieved through external fixation or even self-fixation."

"Look, everyone, our team's healer has already started the repositioning process."

"Please pay attention to the changes in the patient's lower limb deformity."

As soon as Deng Yong finished speaking, this scene appeared on the live broadcast.

After the two hands completed the manual reduction, the displacement deformity of the lower limbs had clearly disappeared.

However, instead of starting the surgery, the two people in the operation began to 'pry apart' the patient's lower limbs!
What does it mean to "explain" or "argue"?
It's about moving your knee joint.

Forward and backward, left and right, inward and outward rotation!
Honestly, this isn't magic.

To be honest, this is surgery, not a miracle performance.

After a fracture, if only manual reduction is performed and plaster cast external fixation is applied, there are many restrictions on movement.

After a lower limb fracture, one cannot even get out of bed, and must lift the leg gradually.

Active and passive activities are of the same nature.

However, at this moment.

In Fang Ziye's operation screen, the leg that had just looked deformed seemed to have been reassembled from steel. It moved several times, but there was no re-displacement of the fracture after reduction.

Just as everyone was in an uproar.

The live stream paused for a moment, then showed the C-arm X-ray effect again.

The bone surface is basically the same as that after open reduction and internal fixation of fracture.

A very standard, anatomical reduction that is understandable to the average person.

At the same time, there was no internal fixation, no steel plate, no screws, and not even Kirschner wires.

This looks more like it was photoshopped.

The uproar quickly escalated into an even bigger uproar.

"Professor Deng!~"

"Professor Deng."

"Professor Deng..."

Many people, like fans of celebrities, started shouting without even bothering to listen to a microphone.

When those without microphones spoke, there was only a commotion; but when several people with microphones spoke at the same time, it immediately became deafening.

Even the chairman, who was holding the microphone, quickly stopped speaking after feeling the power of the overlapping sounds.

There was a silence for about ten seconds.

Then a young man's voice came through the live stream: "All live surgeries have been completed. Thank you to all the teachers and experts for watching and reviewing."

The live broadcast of the surgery went dark.

The silence has been completely shattered!
Most people's perceptions were shattered at this moment.

A year of academic papers went unnoticed, but a single live stream went viral across the entire province.

(End of this chapter)