Chapter 289 You Do the Rest of the Stitching

If you take a step forward, you can rival a true first aid master.

However, in comparison, Zhou Ran, the director of the emergency department, was much inferior.

Of course, this is only in the aspect of first aid. If it is an operation, or other surgical contents, Qin Luo is naturally far from enough.

"Where did you learn this from?" After a long silence, Zhou Ran asked.

Am I going to tell you, I got a scroll, and I pinch it, and I learned it.

Even if I say it, you won't believe it, so Qin Luo smiled and said, "I learned from reading."

Zhou Ran's right hand holding the scalpel suddenly stagnated, almost missing the knife on the patient.

Did you learn to read books? Classmates, can you make a dozen drafts before you joke?

"You also learned the sewing technique last time from a book?"

"En." Qin Luo nodded again.

"..." Not knowing what was going on, Zhou Ran had the urge to kill Qin Luo.

"How long have you been studying?"

"About 2 weeks." Qin Luo said.

two weeks?

Zhou Ran's mouth twitched, obviously disbelieving: "You said you learned to stop bleeding with bare hands in two weeks?"

"No, we have to add sutures." Qin Luo said.

Strictly speaking, both manual hemostasis and suture techniques were learned at the same time.

Only the time used is different.

Give him a dog and he can create a world.

It is undeniable that medicine does talk about talent, and people with good talent can master technology in a very short period of time, but medicine also pays attention to practice!

But what about Qin Luo? He got to this point in just two weeks, even more so than many experienced older doctors.

This is incredible.

At this moment, Zhou Ran was as ignorant as he wanted to be, and a thought arose in his heart - I am a dignified owner of the emergency department, but he is not as good as a high school student?

The little nurses around looked at Qin Luo with a burning gaze, with an indescribable tenderness in their eyes.

Seems like I never got it...

Zhou Ran felt very disturbed. The look he looked at Zhao Ming was indescribably complicated.

It's like the summer vacation without homework, when I look at the teacher who accepts the homework.

"Continue the operation!" Zhou Ran shouted angrily, picking up his mood and starting the operation again.

One minute, five minutes, ten minutes...

The operation went very smoothly and very quickly.

After just half an hour, Zhou Ran had completed the repair of the damaged vein.

Qin Luo's numb hands were able to be pulled out of the patient's body.

"How is it? Feeling numb?" Noticing Qin Luo's strangeness, Zhou Ran smiled slightly.

"A little bit, but not bad." Qin Luo answered honestly.

He is not an iron man, and he stayed motionless for half an hour, even he couldn't bear it.

"If you become a doctor, there are many such things." Zhou Ran said with a smile.

"So I'm not going to be a doctor." After thinking about it, Qin Luo continued: "I just want to be a quiet scholar."

"..." Zhou Ran was short of breath, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

He once suspected that Qin Luo was pretending to be mad and foolish. He knew what he said so clearly, why couldn't he understand it?

"Have you had enough rest?" Zhou Ran asked after a few minutes.

"almost."

"You can do the rest of the stitching."

Qin Luo: ? ? ?