This doctor is already middle-aged, and he's only just started practicing medicine.

Chapter 76 Tong Yuan'an's Autism!
In the emergency operating room next door, after Lu Cheng washed his hands and entered, the circulating nurse Wang Limin immediately came forward to help him put on his sterile surgical gown, saying in a pretty tone, "Dr. Lu, if you hadn't come soon, I would have gone over to call you."

"Professor Tong has urged us several times," Wang Limin said gently, tugging at the back of the collar of her sterile surgical gown.

Sitting in the surgeon's chair, Tong Yuan'an tilted his head slightly: "Xiao Lu, you're here. Perfect timing. Dr. Zhang can step down and rest for a bit."

Tong Yuan'an described Zhang Tiesheng's lack of professionalism in a rather subtle way.

Zhang Tiesheng also knew that his surgery was completely different from that of hand surgeons. At this moment, his assistant was like a machine and could not help Tong Yuan'an expose the surgical field in the most appropriate way.

Tendon suture is a type of orthopedic disease. Zhang Tiesheng is more familiar with the anatomical areas of general surgery. He can be said to be a complete layman in hand surgery, knowing only a tiny bit more than an average person.

Zhang Tiesheng apologized, saying, "Professor Tong, it's true that I'm too clumsy and haven't read enough books. I will definitely study hard when I get back."

"Thank you, Limin." Lu Cheng turned around to put on sterile surgical gloves and prepare to go on stage, completely focused.

Wang Limin withdrew her hand and turned it behind her back. She calmly watched Lu Cheng turn and walk away, taking in the operating room one by one, a slight ripple rising in her heart.

The operating room was not spacious and there were only a few people in it.

The anesthesiologist sat in front of the anesthesia machine, one hand on a footstool, the other hand playing on his phone. It was a novel, and occasionally inappropriate advertisements would pop up.

This is obviously a pirated copy. Being a middle-aged man is tough, especially after starting a family...

Two steel-faced round stools, followed by the microscopic instruments for hand surgery.

Wang Limin didn't recognize Tong Yuan'an, nor did she recognize Zhang Tiesheng, whom she knew, nor Lu Cheng, whom she also knew but was unfamiliar with.

Actually, Wang Limin initially looked down on Lu Cheng, after all, she heard that he couldn't make it in the orthopedics department and had voluntarily transferred to the emergency department.

At that time, Wang Limin thought that Lu Cheng must have lost his mind. Everyone wanted to go back to the specialist department from the emergency department, but they couldn't be transferred. Only Lu Cheng and Tian Zhuang came to the emergency department from the specialist department and were reassigned...

So, even though Lu Cheng was somewhat handsome, she didn't take him seriously because he was rather aloof and she was also proud and arrogant.

In just two months, Lu Cheng had become a dazzling presence in the emergency room operating room!
Just one point is enough: Lu Cheng can perform surgeries that even Director Lin Qianlong of the emergency department can't do. At least 30% of Wang Limin's performance is brought about by Lu Cheng's work, which is enough for Wang Limin to treat him differently.

However, Wang Limin knew that it was even more impossible to approach her now, and it was not her usual style.

Let's just say we're admiring a handsome guy...

Wang Limin's emotions were not complicated, only slightly rippled.

After Lu Cheng took over, Tong Yuan'an immediately felt that the operation became smoother and smoother, and his suturing operation became more comfortable.

"Okay, hold on." Tong Yuan'an gave two very kind words.

Although Tong Yuan'an told Zhang Tiesheng that he could go and rest, Zhang Tiesheng was clearly not that unreasonable.

Regardless of whether Tong Yuan'an can promote Zhang Tiesheng, it's always good to have the opportunity to get along and build a good relationship.

"Professor Tong, you can tell the difference between a professional and a novice at a glance, right? Let's make it a little smoother, shall we?" Zhang Tiesheng had nothing else to do, so he could only try to ingratiate himself with flattery.

Tong Yuan'an nodded, in a great mood: "This proves that Xiao Lu is very skilled at opening the hole. I wonder where he learned it from."

Wang Limin coughed softly after hearing this.

The anesthesiologist glanced up at the monitor, then went back to reading Chapter 931...

Zhang Tiesheng said, "Professor Tong, I heard that our Dr. Lu has never had a girlfriend, so he doesn't have much experience. That's why he thought that a wider field of vision would make it easier to operate."

"Well, our movements are a bit rough; we can feel a lot of points when the space is narrower..."

Experienced drivers know what "dot" means. Tong Yuan'an looked up and said, "Dr. Zhang, let me explain. Silky smoothness actually has little to do with visual field; after all, it doesn't affect the eyes above or below..."

"Speaking of stitching," Tong Yuan'an emphasized, using the word "stitch" as a homophone, and then explained, "it's about ensuring that both sides fit together perfectly and neatly, meeting at the narrowest points. The better the stitching, the stronger the tensile strength, making it easier to exert force during later training..."

Tong Yuan'an was talking about the patient's postoperative tendon rehabilitation, but upon closer examination, it seems that's not quite the case.

The package is for the driver.

"Professor Tong's understanding of contraction is still more thorough than mine," Zhang Tiesheng said with a smile, giving a thumbs up.

"That's unprofessional. What does tendon (chicken tendon) and contraction 'exercise' have to do with bones?" Tong Yuan'an looked up and asked Lu Cheng, "Right, Xiao Lu?"

"Hmm, the smooth muscles are relaxed, the blood vessels are clear, the blood is flowing smoothly, the nerves control the blood vessels to dilate, which promotes the secretion of glandular fluid, making it smooth but not greasy, with a real taste." Lu Cheng had no real-world experience, but he had a wealth of physiological theory knowledge, and he drove in his own way.

Zhang Tiesheng didn't quite understand, but Tong Yuan'an grasped the unspoken meaning behind "congestion" and "flowing water": "Is this taste authentic?"

"I'm talking about pig's trotters and salivary gland secretions," Lu Cheng said seriously.

"Damn it! I'd be a fool to believe you." Seeing that he couldn't drive such a serious car, Tong Yuan'an lowered his head and began sewing.

Soon, Tong Yuan'an finished suturing the flexor tendon and then said, "Dr. Zhang, come over here and help him complete the suturing of the extensor tendon."

"I stitched up the cut on my skin," Tong Yuan'an confessed.

Zhang Tiesheng, without suspicion, immediately began to turn to the opposite side on the operating table at a standard distance.

Lu Cheng glanced at Tong Yuan'an, guessing that Tong Yuan'an still wanted to see him suture the extensor tendons using the Tajima suture technique.

This can be seen from the fact that Tong Yuan'an only had his flexor tendons, which had multiple tendon injuries, stitched up.

The technology is beneficial to the patient, and Tong Yuan'an's persistence is like feeding Lu Cheng skill points right to his lips. How could Lu Cheng not take it?

I picked up another set of microsurgical instruments and started inserting and withdrawing the needle!
Tong Yuan'an was only suturing the skin, which was faster. After he finished, he paid attention to Lu Cheng's operating details.

The more I watched, the more engrossed I became.

He kept muttering, "Thirty-two, thirty, thirty-two, thirty, I guess you can understand that..."

Zhang Tiesheng asked, "Professor Tong, what's with the 'thirty-two' and 'thirty'? Is there something fishy about it?"

Tong Yuan'an said in a low voice, "I was about thirty-two years old when I had Lu's current suturing skills, and he was only thirty."

"And these suturing techniques?" After reading it, Tong Yuan'an squinted his chubby eyes, looked up, and began to savor the experience.

Clearly, jealousy triggered his "autism" again.

It's important to understand that Lu Cheng is not a professional hand surgeon. He hasn't received formal training in hand surgery, and he hasn't even had many teachers who have properly instructed him before...

Even so, at this age, Lu Cheng not only possesses such profound basic skills in suturing, but his mastery of tendon suturing techniques is also so unreasonable.

“Brother Zhang, it’s all thanks to Teacher Tong’s excellent teaching,” Lu Cheng said.

Tong Yuan'an's chin and fleshy trembled slightly beneath his mask. Although he knew he was being used as a pawn by Lu Cheng, he couldn't utter a single word in his defense.

My foot! You call yourself a good teacher!
"Professor Tong is a senior professor at Xiangya Hospital, so his teaching ability must be top-notch!" Zhang Tiesheng offered his flattery.

Tong Yuan'an's chubby face trembled even more violently...

(End of this chapter)