From small clinic to medical empire

Chapter 175 The Attacking Kong Xiang

Many times, when a doctor is on the operating table, he always has the illusion that he is not a doctor, but some other profession.

An orthopedic doctor always thinks he is a carpenter, a dentist always thinks he is a carpenter, and Zhang Zifan feels like a conscientious welder at this moment.

This unprecedented operation, the biggest challenge for him now is not the single operation itself, but the repeated labor for a long time, without slacking off and making mistakes.

This is a marathon race of spirit and concentration.

Finally, when the last nerve fiber was connected to the corresponding retinal area, Zhang Zifan let out a long sigh of relief, put down the microscopic probe, and said with a smile, "Director Kong, I have to leave it to you again!"

At this time, Kong Xiang no longer knew how to describe his mood.

It is true that he is still not sure whether Dean Zhang has made a mistake in connecting the optic nerve fibers one by one seriously, but his intuition tells Kong Xiang that there is a reason for this!

Because of his nerve damage at the beginning, the reason why it was difficult to repair was that the connection of those small nerve bundles made it difficult to judge the motor nerves and sensory nerves.

At this time, the connection between the nerve bundles and the nerve bundles has evolved into the connection between the nerve fibers and the retina, and the young man still doesn't flinch in any way.

"Dean...how did you do it? Why can you determine the nature of different nerves?" Kong Xiang finally asked the question that had been pent up in his heart for a long time.

"Observation, and talent."

Zhang Zifan didn't know how to answer this question, so he had to vaguely make up a reason for a panacea.

"Understood!" Kong Xiang nodded vigorously, with light shining in his eyes.

If Wang Jie was here, she would definitely recognize the light in her husband's eyes.

When he was a fledgling young medical student, every time he had a new research direction and a new medical pursuit, Kong Xiang would show such eyes.

And as he gradually stood at the top of ophthalmology, especially fundus surgery, the light in his eyes gradually became restrained.

Although the path of medicine is long, the road is endless.

But the more you reach the peak, the slower your progress and exploration will be, and you will rely more on tenacity than passion.

However, today this ray of light bloomed again, and it seemed like the old man was talking about being a teenager.

However, Kong Xiang blossomed, while Zhang Zifan was dumbfounded.

"Understood? Do you understand again? What do you understand? Why don't I understand it very well?"

"Haha, I understand! Dean, you don't have to be so subtle, I'm not afraid of blows!
Although I am not as good as you, Dean, in terms of surgical talent, things like observation skills should be improved through acquired efforts, right? "

Kong Xiang smiled, and then focused on repositioning the eyeballs.

……

When Zhang Zifan walked out of the operating room exhausted, the sky outside the window was already dark.

In November, night falls gradually earlier.

If nothing else, Li Chao's operation should be very successful.

Zhang Zifan has seen it with the [Eye of Preset], and this operation he named "Haoran Optic Nerve Transfer Repair" can restore the function of the injured eyeball to 178.5% in a perfect operation state.

how to say……

Mr. Ke's eye design is domineering, far more powerful than human eyes.

But "perfect surgery" exists only in theory.

Even if Zhang Zifan's A- microsurgery skills are combined with Kong Xiang's A+ ophthalmic surgery skills, there is still a long way to go before the "perfect surgery".

So in the end, the function of the damaged eyeball can only recover about 135%.

Well, maybe "only" should not be used to describe it.

In short, there is still a long recovery period for Li Chao after the operation, and what will happen in the end, we can only continue to wait.

The only thing Zhang Zifan can do is to urge the nursing team to take care of him and prevent secondary infection.

At the same time, there was another thing that worried Zhang Zifan.

That is, Kong Xiang's mental state seems to be a little unstable.

Although he still looks like that gentle and refined person, Zhang Zifan has a faint feeling that under his calm appearance is a heart ready to move.

Even while taking a shower, Zhang Zifan heard Kong Xiang calling Zhai Qiang in the changing room.

Vaguely, Zhang Zifan heard words like "twenty pig heads" and "ten catties of pig eyes".

This...is not a good sign!
Zhang Zifan knew very well that the reason why he was able to achieve the transfer connection of the optic nerve was due to 1% sweat and 99% "special skills", these were not something Kong Xiang could learn!
Zhang Zifan was really afraid that because of his casual talk, a generation of ophthalmology geniuses would go astray, become obsessed, and step into the abyss of optic nerve research.

In this case, it seems that my own crime is not much lighter than that of the criminal who committed the crime!

Shaking his head, Zhang Zifan decided to put this matter aside.

Maybe Lao Kong was just a whim, after a period of time was beaten by the ruthless facts, and found that this road was not feasible at all, he would turn back and change direction...

……

Since the operation ended relatively late, Zhang Zifan asked Yang Tingting to leave him alone and go back to eat first.

But when Zhang Zifan pushed away the dean's office, he saw a table full of ingredients, a hot electric copper pot, and Yang Tingting, who was lying on the table drooling while sleeping in a cartoon apron.

Excuse me, facing such a scene, Zhang Zifan should be very moved, right?
Yes... ass!

It's really touching.

But the water in the copper pot was boiled dry, and an accident was about to happen!

Zhang Zifan rushed forward to unplug the power, and then added water to the copper pot.

As the clear water met the high-temperature copper pot, a white mist rose instantly.

Glancing at the little junior sister, Huhahuha was still sleeping soundly, without being disturbed at all.

Zhang Zifan shook his head dumbfounded, and then started preparing the bottom of the pot again.

About 15 minutes later, the tip of Yang Tingting's small nose twitched with the gradually diffused fragrance.

Finally, she rubbed her eyes and woke up, "Oh, is the operation over?"

"just ended!"

Zhang Zifan smiled, "The timing is just right. As soon as I came in, I saw the water was boiling, and it's time to serve the ingredients!"

"Well, Zhang Zifan, you actually want to secretly eat all the mutton behind my back!"

Yang Tingting looked at the mutton soaking in the water, and quickly took the chopsticks to grab it.

For a while, the dean's office was filled with joy and warmth.

It's just that what Zhang Zifan didn't notice was that Yang Tingting secretly glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and then patted her chest in fear.

Well, Zhang Zifan noticed it when he patted his chest. After all, it was a ripple close to E!

(End of this chapter)