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âFelix⦠I remember when you first came to Cleveland, I was the one who helped you with your glasses, right?âOsbourne was like an ordinary old man, smiling as he recalled the past.
Felix was stunned. Such a kind director, why did he feel like a wolfâs grandfather?
No, maybe it was just a wolfâs grandmother. He had to be politically correct â Felixâs thoughts came one after another, and more than thirty tactics instantly appeared.
âYouâve helped me with the mirror before.âFelixâs mind was in a mess, and he quickly answered Osbourneâs question.
To be honest, although he was an attending physician at the Cleveland Heart Center and was considered an impressive figure when he went out, he had never been the favored one in the Cleveland Clinic.
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If the Cleveland Heart Center was a harem, then Felix would only be lucky enough to be visited together with others when Osbourne was drunk..
For example, it could be considered a tradition of the Cleveland Clinic to be supported by mirrors. Senior professors would hold the mirrors for fellow students who were specialized in training, and they would also give detailed explanations, it could be considered a more intimate teaching during the process of passing on a person to another.
Naturally, Felix had also been supported, but among those who held the mirrors more, boss Osbourne was not included..
However.., the Boss had already put his arm around Felixâs shoulder. âWhen I held the mirror for you, I was thinking that one day, you young people will be the pillars that support the Cleveland Clinic. Youâre the cornerstone of the Cleveland Clinic. Itâs really nice to be able to wait until this dayâ¦â
âWait until this day?âFelix touched his neck.
âDo you still want to perform surgery today?âOsbourne suddenly asked.
Since the Big Boss asked this question, Felix could only nod and say, âYes, I can do it.â
âLet me hold the mirror for you one more time. HMM, let me help you prepare the blood vessels.âOsbourne laughed and held Felix as they walked towards the operating theater. He did not forget to invite Ling ran and said, âDoctor Ling, do you want to come along?â
âSure.âLing ran was still very interested in surgeries. There were some changes in between, and he felt that it was not bad.
Osbourne was also a legendary big shot in the heart surgery department. He might even be able to bring out legendary-level skills.
The few of them packed up again and returned to the operating theater. Among the four young doctors, one was black, one was brown, and two were white. They were preparing for surgery, and they snatched the surgery from a young white doctor.
Needless to say, everyone adjusted their positions and directly cut into the patientâs heart by Felix.
The young white doctor who had just been taken over as the chief surgeon was only thirty-nine years old. It was already the last two years of his cardiothoracic specialty training, even if he had the arrogance and prejudice that white Americans naturally had, more than ten years of cruel studies and exams had been worn away by him. At this moment, he looked at Felix, the chief surgeon of the heart surgery department, who was in high spirits. He was like a fireman who had turned into a plumber after seeing his muscles explode, even though they were working on their beloved bodies, the 39-year-old white doctor who had lost the right to be the chief surgeon did not have the urge to hit people.
Occupational insurance was very expensive. They could not fool around.
âThe patient is 49 years old, female, african-american, and has liver and kidney dysfunctionâ¦âthe white doctor who had lost the right to be the chief surgeon explained the situation in a low voice.
Felix had gone through the same thing in the past, so he only took a glance at the patient before he continued to follow his own rhythm.
Ling ran and Osbourne only followed Felixâs steps.
Felix exerted force with his arm and drew a faint line of blood on the patientâs body..
The moment he cut into the patientâs body, Felix suddenly felt a sense of pleasure.
He raised his head and took a glance. Opposite him was the big shot Osbourne, and beside him was the extremely handsome Ling ran. Both of their current identities were his surgical assistants.
âTake a picture.âFelixâs emotions were suddenly stirred up.
Osbourne had always wanted to pretend to be a kind old chief physician, but at that moment, he laughed and reminded him, âWhat kind of surgical technique do you want to use?â
âI learned a saying in Chinaâ¦âFelix stood on the chief surgeonâs position, and his arrogance gradually rose. He said loudly in Chinese, âTaking in new things is better than sex.â
Osbourne looked at Felix suspiciously. âWhat do you mean?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âNothing-better-thing.âFelix exhaled deeply. âThey said that this is a famous Chinese saying, and itâs very similar to English. Itâs the most suitable for us to learn. I agree.â
âNothing-better-thingâ¦âOsbourne nodded. âItâs good that you like it. Now, remember the patientâs heartâ¦â
He was already a little impatient.
Felix smiled gently. He reached out and asked for forceps and gauze, then lowered his head and busied himself.
Just based on the heart bypass surgery alone, he was really familiar with it. Even if he learned Ling ranâs method to perform it, it was still the same.
Not to mention, Ling ran was right next to him now. He could make up for it at any time, provide guidance, or even provide feeding..
When Felix thought of this, his hand movements became even smoother.
If heart surgery was treated as a battle, then every surgery would be a battle on the same battlefield. The more people who did it, the more familiar they would be with the battlefield.
However, the tactics of a true genius might not necessarily be invented by the people who did the most.
However, the latecomers, especially the smart latecomers, could always find the path of the inventor through continuous learning and repetition. It was just like the fixed formula in go.
It had changes, but the changes were always within a certain range.
Ling ranâs surgery was originally a shallow innovation. It was not difficult for Felix to remember it, but it was difficult to deal with different situations in different ways.
Ling ran had too many different ways of dealing with the entire process of the surgery.
Similarly, by using battle as an analogy, this meant that every small battle that happened in every corner of a battle would be different.
And Ling ranâs methods of dealing with it were often very technical. It was equivalent to every battle being carried out by an elite team.
It was not easy for Felix to learn these things.
But he still learned them.
âHow is it, Mr. Osbourne?âFelix started to suture the cardiovascular vessels. The heart surgery departmentâs doctors liked to be cocky, and their unyielding personality started to surface.
âHMM⦠very interesting.âOsbourne snorted twice and let Felix show off.
Felixâs operation was clearly still a little stiff, but this was not the key to the problem. To be able to grasp so many small details was very meaningful to the whole heart bypass update and iteration.
When he thought of this, Osbourne was already happy.
The current heart surgery department could not compare to the heart surgery department in the seventies and eighties. The technical iteration was extremely slow. Even in a place like the heart center in Cleveland, the frequency of micro-innovation was also getting slower and slower.
Although the things that Felix learned were not complete, it was still quite difficult.
Of course, the most perfect solution was still Ling ran..
Osbourne glanced at Ling ran, and his heart skipped a beat. He said, âDoctor Ling, you should compile a research paper. I can recommend it for you to publish.â
âHMM⦠research paper?âLing ran hesitated for a moment.
âNo problem. Weâve already organized it before!âIf Yu Yuan was not in the operating theater, she would have jumped up immediately.
Even so, her mood fluctuated greatly.
Osbourne smiled and nodded.
âWhich journal do you usually recommend? I. . . We can make some specific revisions.âYu Yuan quickly followed through. The tastes and needs of different journals were different, especially top-tier journals. They had a certain degree of specificity in their icons and writing. Yu Yuanâs request also became reasonable.
Osbourne gave Ling ran face and said to Yu Yuan in a pleasant manner, âHow about The Lancet?â
âYes.âYu Yuan clenched her two walnut-sized fists tightly so that she did not shout out eight more âYesâ!