227: C227 You Can't Hide Your Skills You Can Hide Your Skills and Fame

C227 You Can't Hide Your Skills You Can Hide Your Skills and Fame

Zhou Rann opened his mouth and felt speechless. He found that the nerves on the fingertip of the severely wounded man in front of him were unusually active.

"Gulp." Zhou Rann swallowed his saliva and continued to ask, "Follow me and do some movements. Let's try to do a stretch first."

Zhou Rann was doing his role as a teacher as he carefully observed every tiny movement of his index finger.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank and his entire body began to tremble.

What did he see? The heavily injured person who had just finished suturing his broken finger was actually bending his index finger slightly.

Although the curve was very small and almost imperceptible, it was indeed real.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Rann slowly said, "Can you tell me who helped you suture it?"

"I don't know."

A hint of disappointment flashed in Zhou Rann's eyes.

"But I heard from him that he is still a high school student..."

High school student!

Zhou Rann staggered and almost fell to the ground.

High school student, why didn't you say he was a primary school student?

How could a high school student master such precise suturing techniques?

Even if he racked his brain, Zhou Rann couldn't figure it out.

"Are you sure he's a high school student? And not a PhD from a medical school?"

"Anyway, that's what he said..."

"Where is he?"

" He's over there. " The wounded man raised his left hand and pointed at the scene of the car accident not far away.

"Send him to the hospital..." Zhou Rann told the medical staff behind him and then hurried towards Qin Luo.

Along the way, Zhou Rann was more and more shocked. Almost all the wounded had been sutured.

What was even more shocking was that the suturing technique was completely different. Up until now, he had seen more than five suturing techniques.

Among them, there was even his own unique sewing technique by the side of the carpet!

"Just what kind of person is this?" Suddenly, he felt a chill in his heart.

Soon, he saw a man in a suit and leather shoes, who was in his twenties, treating the wound of the wounded.

The key was that this person looked familiar. He was the doctor in their hospital.

"I didn't expect Zhuang Rui to have such a high level of surgical skill." Zhou Rann narrowed his eyes.

He was wondering if he should use his special privileges to poach Zhuang Rui to the Department of Surgery.

As he thought about it, Zhou Rann opened his mouth. "Zhuang Rui."

Zhuang Rui, who was treating his wound, turned his head around. He was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face. "Director Zhou, why are you here?"

Zhou Rann, a top graduate from Tsinghua University Medical College in 1998, Department Director of Surgery of Beishan City People's Hospital, and the creator of the carpet suturing technique. He had once been on the cover of the most famous medical magazine in the world, "Lancets."2

Not to mention Beishan, even in the entire southwest region, he was considered one of the best in the field of surgery.

"Did you suture these wounded people?" Zhou Rann asked.

Me?

The corner of Zhuang Rui's mouth twitched, and his face became gloomy.

It would be great if it was really him who had sutured it.

Unfortunately, it wasn't him.

He could only act as the assistant here and perform the most basic debridement.

"No." Zhuang Rui shook his head and said.

Zhou Rann was stunned and his face was full of surprise. "Who is that?"

He looked around blankly. There was no one else present. If it wasn't Zhuang Rui, then who else could it be?

"A high school student." Zhuang Rui answered seriously.

At this moment, Zhou Rann's pupils suddenly shrank, and a huge wave of emotions surged in his heart.

If he had doubts before, then those doubts would have disappeared along with Zhuang Rui's confirmation.

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