The First People's Hospital of the Medical University.
In the waiting room of the emergency room.
After Yang Zimu was busy for a long time, he finally had the time to rest for a moment.
"I've obtained another skill."
"However, it's actually a Specialist Level suturing surgery.”
Yang Zimu looked at the blue system screen and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
"System, didn't I already obtain a Specialist Level surgical skill? Why is there a single Specialist Level suturing skill?”
Yang Zimu pondered for a moment and asked the system.
Previously, Yang Zimu had accidentally obtained an inherent skill from Sean's scalpel-Specialist Level Surgery Skill.
But now, he had obtained a single Specialist Level Suturing Surgery, which puzzled Yang Zimu.
"Ding, host, among the expert-level surgical skills, there is only high-level suturing.”
"The host can fuse Specialist Level Suturing with Specialist Level Surgery.”
As Yang Zimu's question fell, the system gave a reply.
As it turned out, the Specialist Level surgical skills contained many things, but they were not refined at all.
"I see."
"System, combine the two skills with Specialist Level surgical skills.”
Yang Zimu suddenly understood and instructed the system.
"Ding! Specialist Level Suturing and Specialist Level Surgery Skill merging.”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining Specialist Level Surgery Skill (optimized).”
At the same time, countless suturing techniques and even more refined techniques appeared in Yang Zimu's mind.
"The path of medicine really has no end.”
At this moment, Yang Zimu, who had integrated Specialist Level Suturing Surgery, was even better than the experts and professors in many hospitals when it came to suturing surgery.
……
Surgery Building, Number One, Second Floor, Clinic Number Five.
"What? I really have breast cancer!"
"You didn't misdiagnose me, did you? Doctor!"
Ye Huan's voice trembled after hearing the doctor's diagnosis.
How could she have breast cancer at such a young age!
"It can't be wrong. The results are clearly written on the form. It's breast cancer, but you don't have to worry too much. The tumor is in the early stage and its diameter is less than 3 cm.”
Hearing this, Ye Huan had to admit that she did have breast cancer.
What that intern doctor said was actually true!
However, Ye Huan did not have time to think about it. Although it was early stage breast cancer, it was not a minor illness. Moreover, it was self-evident how important breast milk was to a girl!
"Doctor, when can I have the surgery?”
"Three in the afternoon!"
……
In the deputy director's office.
"Xiao Lin, I heard that one of your interns, Yang Zimu, was in the limelight today!”
"Ah, Director Li, you mean Xiao Yang? His performance today was indeed outstanding. He could tell the cause of the patient's illness at a glance, and his response was very timely.”
Lin Xuan was still wondering why Director Li called him over for no reason. It turned out that it was for Yang Zimu.
"Alright, there's a surgery in the surgical department later. Bring him to observe and learn. If there's a chance, let him practice and learn more. The future belongs to the young.”
"Okay, Director Li."
In the Emergency Department, Yang Zimu was sitting on a lounge chair. He looked at the list of daily tasks that he had completed and shook his head slightly.
"Mission 1: Find a patient and determine his illness (Completed)"
"Mission 2: Carry out simple bandages for ten patients (Completed)"
"Mission 3: Complete a surgery (Incomplete)"
"System friendly reminder: The host has completed all the daily missions today and will have an unexpected harvest.”
"What a pity."
Although Yang Zimu was a little tempted by the system's unexpected reward, participating in a surgery was not something he could do as he pleased.
However, at this moment, he suddenly heard Lin Xuan's voice from outside.
"Xiao Yang, come over quickly. Follow me to the surgical room!”
"It's really giving me a pillow when I'm sleepy.”
When Yang Zimu heard Lin Xuan's voice outside, he could not help but smile.
Then, he walked out.
………
In an operating theater, the woman who had a blind date with Yang Zimu today was lying on the operating table.
After Yang Zimu put on the protective suit, he walked into the operating room and happened to see Ye Huan.
"It's you!"
When Yang Zimu saw that the person lying on the operating table was the blind date from that day, he felt that the plot was too melodramatic!
Even a f * cking novel wouldn't dare to write like this!
Enemies really met on a narrow road!
Ye Huan, who was lying on the operating table without anesthesia, also recognized Yang Zimu under the mask. He immediately felt embarrassed and turned his head to the side.
"Anesthesiologist, prepare anesthesia!"
"Yes, sir!"
The anesthesia took effect, and the surgery began!
The chief surgeon was an expert in surgery, Dr. Wang Hong.
Before he entered the operating theater, he had heard from the nurses about what happened to Yang Zimu this morning. He could not help but take a few more glances at Yang Zimu, who was standing at the side and observing.
"I want to see what an intern can do.”
Wang Hong thought that he would let Yang Zimu handle the finishing touches after the surgery.
Although it was just finishing work, it was also a test of the interns 'basic skills. Moreover, this was breast cancer surgery, so the technical requirements for suturing were not low.
As Dr. Wang Hong thought about it, he chose a horizontal incision based on the location of the tumor. He cut open the skin and the underlying tissue more than 5 cm away from the tumor.
Then, the skin flap was removed, the breast and fatty tissue were removed, and the skin flap was removed on the superficial surface of the pectoralisma major…
As an old doctor who had been practicing medicine for decades, Wang Hong was like a fish in water when it came to such difficult surgeries.
Soon, the surgery was completed, and the next step was to suture the wound.
"Xiao Yang, come. There's no problem with the finishing touches, right?？”
Wang Hong asked Yang Zimu with a smile.
"No problem!"
Wang Hong retreated to the position of the first assistant, and Wang Zimu strode forward to the patient's side.
After breast cancer surgery, there was no doubt that there would be a scar. For young women, they definitely did not like having a scar on their breasts!
If it was before the fusion of Specialist Level Suturing Surgery, Yang Zimu would not have been able to guarantee a perfect suture.
However, at this moment, Yang Zimu's attainments in suturing even surpassed the experts in many hospitals.
……
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