Wu Jianlin hit a soft spot. Seeing that Chen Qi was unwilling to accept it, he decided to give him some sweets to tempt him:

"It's a good thing that young people are enterprising. I personally admire your personal abilities very much. Otherwise, you would have graduated from a correspondence undergraduate degree soon. How about I accept you as a graduate student? After graduation, you will get a master's degree.

At present, the best hand surgery in China is our teacher Yuan’s students. You are my graduate student, and we are all our own. Don’t worry, no matter how complicated or difficult your hand surgery is, we will definitely help you figure it out together.

What's the solution?"

Director Bian's heart beat faster. Everyone on earth knows how difficult it is to pass the postgraduate entrance examination these days.

In the era when technical secondary schools were dominant and undergraduates were king, graduate students were as high as the ceiling. How many masters and doctorates were there in the entire Yuezhong City health system?

Now a big professor in the provincial capital directly said that he would accept Chen Qi as a graduate student. Then, with the entire Yuan School as his backer, this "hand surgery" would be a new world.

This kind of opportunity is something that no one else can ask for. There is no one in the entire Yuezhong City who has such good luck.

Indeed, if an ordinary doctor hears that there is such a good opportunity, his tail will be raised to the eaves. He will immediately hug Wu Jianlin's thigh and cry and call him daddy.

But the problem is, Chen Qi is no ordinary little doctor.

Everyone only remembers that Chen Qi is too young, but don’t forget that he is currently a director of the International ICPF Society, coupled with his superb clinical level.

In China, Professor Ge from the Third Hospital of Peking University encouraged him to work in the capital, and also promised to accept him as a graduate student to study for a master's degree and a Ph.D.

If he, Chen Qi, wants to go abroad now, which country cannot he go to? Which major international hospital cannot he go to? Even in European and American countries, he starts as an associate professor.

Does he still care about a small master's student from Haidong Medical University?

The key is that he understands that his future is in hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery. If Professor Wu Mengchao accepted him as a student today, he would definitely jump three feet high with excitement.

But Wu Jianlin is simply not enough to watch.

"Haha, Professor Wu is so kind, but you also know that I am just playing hand surgery, and even cleft lip and palate is not the focus of my career, so I will not study for a postgraduate degree in hand surgery for the time being."

Wu Jianlin stood up for a moment and decided to say some things more clearly, for fear that this young man would not understand the serious consequences of the matter.

"Comrade Chen Qi, you need to know your current situation. If your operation is unsuccessful, your reputation in the domestic medical circle will not be very good. Even if you are lucky enough to succeed, you will have to publish relevant papers.

It becomes very difficult, understand?"

Young people have young people’s tempers. The more you suppress Chen Qi’s temper, the more dissatisfied he will be.

"Professor Wu, it doesn't matter whether you have a thesis or not. The success or failure of the operation cannot be determined by whether you are famous or not. What I have to do now is to completely reattach the patient's severed arm and restore him to health. Other

It really doesn’t matter.”

Chen Qi really doesn't care. He has no intention of doing hand surgery for the rest of his life. If he has no desire, he will be determined.

Wu Jianlin finally left Yuezhong Fourth Hospital with a dark face after saying nothing for a while, and Chen Qi didn't even say goodbye.

If you want to put on a show, he can do it! How can he, Wu Jianlin, a small chief physician, be considered a bird?

Director Bian refilled Chen Qi's glass of water and said with concern:

"Mr. Chen, you said we're going to do a replantation of a severed limb, but what do you care about Professor Wu? Why do you have to beg so hard?"

Chen Qi snorted softly: "What other reason could it be? It's not that our surgery is taking someone else's cake and breaking the Yuan School's technical monopoly in hand surgery. They are anxious."

Little doctor Zhang Xingshun jumped up:

"Why? They do their surgery, and we do ours. Why do they only allow state officials to set fires, but not us people to light lamps? Isn't this too overbearing?"

Director Bian waved his hand: "Go, go, what do children know? Hurry up and do your own thing."

Chen Qi also slapped the table and stood up:

"That's right, why? Who is Wu Jianlin? Who is the big-tailed wolf of their Yuan sect? Who cares about them? It's their business to do what they like. Let's do ours. The big-mouthed giant doesn't need surgery to find out!"

After saying that, Chen Qi hurriedly ran out.

Director Bian shouted from behind: "Hey, Deputy Chen, don't fight with Director Wu. He is a great professor in the provincial capital after all."

"What are you doing? I've been undergoing surgery for a day, so I need to pee!"

Wu Jianlin angrily returned to the First Affiliated Hospital of the Province. As soon as he entered the office, he slammed the briefcase in his hand on the table.

After thinking for a while, I picked up the phone again and called Huashan Hospital directly.

Huashan Hospital is one of the top hospitals in China, and the hand surgery department is also one of the highest-level hospitals in the country. Professor Deng Changxi is the director of hand surgery at Huashan and is Wu Jianlin’s senior brother.

When the call was connected, Deng Changxi couldn't wait to ask:

"Jianlin, how about the allogeneic foster surgery?"

"Brother, I went to see the patient in person today and read all the operation records. Although this foster surgery is a bit whimsical, if I follow Dr. Chen Qi's ideas, I think it is really possible to succeed."

Deng Changxi was silent for a moment and then asked: "Can you please tell me specifically about the idea of ​​​​the operation."

Wu Jianlin changed his sitting position and recalled what he saw today:

"Dr. Chen Qi's idea is that currently there are no surgical needles for the patient's hand arm and the fracture at the front of the arm, so he first connected the severed palm to the inner side of the patient's right calf and borrowed several arteries and veins from the leg to restore blood supply.

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The bones and tendons are temporarily immobilized to allow them to repair themselves. This is equivalent to raising the severed palm first, and when the patient's arm has almost recovered, he will cut the severed palm from the right leg and inoculate it into the original arm."

After all, Deng Changxi is the top hand surgeon in China, and Chen Qi's surgery was immediately reconstructed in his mind.

Then he suddenly discovered that this idea was really unique and theoretically feasible.

But the danger is quite high. Others don't understand it, but Deng Changxi has a profound understanding of it.

"Dr. Chen Qi has a good idea, but this operation is still very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will damage the vascular pedicle, and during the separation of one of the arteries, the artery suddenly ruptured. What will happen if there is massive bleeding?<

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Chapter completed!