C289 You Can Do the Rest of the Suture
If you take one step forward, you'll be as good as a real first aid master.
However, in comparison, Zhou Rann, the director of the Emergency Department, was much weaker.
Of course, this was only in the field of emergency treatment. If it was in the field of surgery or other surgeries, Qin Luo would naturally be far from enough.
"Where... did you learn this from?" After a long silence, Zhou Rann asked.
Do I have to tell you that I got a scroll and learned it with a pinch?
Even if I told you, you wouldn't believe me, so Qin Luo smiled and said, "I learned it from books."
Zhou Rann's right hand, which was holding the scalpel, suddenly paused and almost dropped the scalpel on the patient.
He learned it from reading books? Classmate, before you make a joke, can you make a draft first?
"You also learned the suture technique from reading books last time?"
"Yes." Qin Luo nodded again.
... "" For some reason, Zhou Rann had the urge to beat Qin Luo to death.
"How long did you learn?"
"About two weeks." Qin Luo said.
Two weeks?
The corner of Zhou Rann's mouth twitched. He clearly did not believe it. "You said you learned barehanded bleeding control in two weeks?"
"No, you also need to add suture." Qin Luo said.
Strictly speaking, whether it was barehanded bleeding control or suturing techniques, they were all learned at the same time.
It was just that the time used was different.
If he was given a dog, he could create a world.
It could not be denied that medicine did indeed talk about talent. Those with good talent could grasp technology in a very short period of time, but medicine also paid attention to practical practice!
But what about Qin Luo? He had reached such a level in a short two weeks. He was not even inferior to many experienced old doctors.
This was really inconceivable.
At this moment, Zhou Rann was as dumbfounded as he could be. A thought arose in his heart - I, the master of the Emergency Department, am actually inferior to a high school student?
The surrounding young nurses looked at Qin Luo with burning eyes. Their gazes were filled with indescribable gentleness.
I don't think I have ever gotten it before...
Zhou Rann felt very disturbed. The way he looked at Zhao Ming was indescribably complicated.
It was like looking at a teacher who was collecting homework during the summer vacation without doing homework.
"Continue the surgery!" Zhou Rann shouted angrily and collected his mood to start the surgery again.
One minute, five minutes, ten minutes...
The surgery went very smoothly and very quickly.
After a short half an hour, Zhou Rann had already completed the repair of the damaged vein.1
Qin Luo's somewhat numb hands were pulled out from the patient's body.
"How is it? Feeling numb?" Zhou Rann noticed Qin Luo's strange behavior and smiled.
"A little, but not bad." Qin Luo answered honestly.
He was not an iron man. Even he could not take it if he stayed still for half an hour.
"If you become a doctor, there are many such things." Zhou Rann said with a smile.
"That's why I don't want to be a doctor," ___ said. After thinking for a while, Qin Luo continued, "I just want to be a quiet bookworm."
... "" Zhou Rann's breathing quickened, and his chest heaved rapidly.
He had once suspected that Qin Luo was pretending to be stupid. He had already said it so clearly, so how could he not understand?
"Have you rested enough?" A few minutes later, Zhou Rann asked.
"Almost."
"You can do the rest of the suture."
Qin Luo:???
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