Healing Doctor

Chapter 366 Great Skill Lies in Simplicity

The subacromial bursa and the anterior, posterior, and lateral deltoid bursae were successfully dissected.

The surgery was simple, and Xue Heng's gaze fell on the time.

12′12″, a rather auspicious number.

To the average person, to those outside the orthopedic profession, and even to those who are not top-tier orthopedic surgeons, all of this is to be expected.

But a sense of terror welled up in Xue Heng's heart, making him tremble all over—he knew very well how terrifying the number 12'12" was.

A surgical video was viewed with the effect of a horror movie.

如果

in case,

if!

If the surgery were this simple, would there still be disagreements in the industry regarding the extensive removal of hyperplastic bursae?

Do not,

If that were the case, there would be absolutely no disagreement.

It's obvious which approach is better or worse; the only question is whether it can be done.

A chill rose from both heels, rushing straight to the back of Xue Heng's head.

Unbeknownst to him, Deng Chaohong had become so strong! So strong that Xue Heng felt regret, helplessness, and resentment, but he never had the thought of fighting back.

Without needing to read any further, Xue Heng had already made a clear enough judgment—the surgeon's operation was already world-class, far surpassing his own.

The subsequent surgery directly confirmed Xue Heng's conjecture.

The surgeon's steps for releasing the coracoacromial ligament are simple and clear, and the anatomical structure is well understood.

This step of protecting the deltoid muscle and not damaging the muscle fibers becomes extremely simple in the hands of the surgeon, as if there is no difficulty at all.

Soon, the coracoid ligament was completely released, and Xue Heng even sensed a hint of despair during the surgery.

He never dreamed that someone would perform surgery to this extent.

The coracoacromial ligament is closely connected to the deltoid muscle, but for the surgeon, it seems that nothing is a problem; it can be easily freed and released.

The limits of a sorcerer are not here at all; Xue Heng cannot even assess how far a sorcerer can go.

An overwhelming sense of terror gripped Xue Heng's heart, like a rain cloud that plunged his inner world into darkness.

It was like hell.

Deng Chaohong's surgery is terrifying!

When did he reach such a high level?!

Xue Heng had no idea of ​​the answer.

The surgeon then began to examine the subacromial osteophytes. Through several camera movements, Xue Heng clearly understood the surgeon's intentions.

The surgeon didn't show off his skills for the sake of showing off; he just performed the surgery "honestly and diligently."

Starting from the outer edge, the surgeon grinds away the osteophytes backward and inward until the lower edge of the acromion is restored to a flat state.

The technique was simple and straightforward, without a trace of flashy moves. But it was precisely these simple, even somewhat unassuming actions that made Xue Heng's knees buckle, and he almost knelt down to watch the entire surgery.

The simplest methods are the most practical. They may seem to lack skill, but all the skill lies in the practitioner's judgment on how to remove bone spurs.

The plane made every movement perfectly timed.

This method removes bone spurs while preserving bone thickness, preventing the bone from becoming too thin and causing complications such as fractures when exerting force after surgery.

The phrase "just right" perfectly describes a surgeon's peak level of operation and is the highest praise.

That surgery was amazing!

Xue Heng used all his strength to control his emotions so that he didn't kneel down to watch the surgery.

Compared to the surgeries performed by the surgeons in front of me, all the surgeries I've done, seen, or heard about are utter garbage.

The surgery ended so "ordinarily," without any drama, as simple as removing a subcutaneous lipoma.

The surgery video ended as the arthroscopy was removed.

Xue Heng stared blankly at the screen, saying nothing, as if the surgery was still ongoing, as if he could never get enough of watching.

Tang Yan didn't know how well Ji Xiang had performed the surgery, but the fact that the arrogant and domineering Professor Xue was standing motionless in front of the screen at this moment already spoke volumes about the surgery.

It seems... she needs to report this to her "boss"? Tang Yan took a picture of this scene with her phone and instinctively thought about photoshopping it, but then she couldn't help but laugh.

What's there to edit? Turn off beauty filters and skin smoothing, and Tang Yan took another photo.

In the photo, Xue Heng's legs are slightly bent, and the words "lost and dejected" seem to be engraved on his forehead.

perfect!

Xue Heng's expression and actions conveyed what he wanted to say perfectly, and even sparked the imagination.

Tang Yan happily saved the photo; this is it for today!

"Senior Brother Xue, now that the surgery is over, let's take a look at your surgery together," Deng Chaohong said calmly.

If even Tang Yan could see it, how could Deng Chaohong not see it?

The surgery had left Xue Heng completely bewildered, and the other party had gained an absolute advantage, allowing them to ridicule Xue Heng at will.

But the thought made Deng Chaohong feel uneasy.

He was kind-hearted after all. Although he was capable of kicking someone when they were down, the stone belonged to Ji Xiang, not him. Deng Chaohong felt a little embarrassed.

Moreover, after watching Ji Xiang's surgery again, Deng Chaohong was somewhat distraught.

I wish I could make it myself.

"Senior Brother Xue, let's forget about it." Seeing that Xue Heng remained silent, Deng Chaohong stood up and sighed. "Shall I take you to the airport?"

"Uh..." Xue Heng made a strange sound from his throat.

"That's enough about the surgery," Deng Chaohong said. "If we keep watching, you'll miss your flight."

Deng Chaohong didn't know what time Xue Heng's flight was, but he knew that standing here would only make Xue Heng feel more embarrassed.

"Deng Chaohong, when did you... when did you... when did you become so skilled in surgery?" Xue Heng stammered.

Deng Chaohong didn't know how to answer this question.

"Let's go, Senior Brother Xue," Deng Chaohong said helplessly.

"So you've been practicing surgery all this time." After watching the surgery, Xue Heng's reaction was even more exaggerated than Deng Chaohong's; he was almost incoherent.

The surgical procedure is simple and straightforward, but people with different levels of expertise can have vastly different perceptions of it.

Tang Yan felt that everything was as it should be. Director Bai and Director Liu thought it was good, but they couldn't quite put their finger on why.

Deng Chaohong could tell it was a world-class surgery and praised it highly.

Xue Heng, however, completely lost his composure; he was utterly bewildered by the seemingly effortless yet masterful surgery.

He was pulled away by Deng Chaohong, and Tang Yan just found it funny.

"Yan'er, what are you doing?" an older nurse asked as she walked in.

"Hey." Tang Yan couldn't help but laugh, recalling Xue Heng who had been arrogant and domineering one second and then lost his composure the next.

She didn't say anything to the old nurse, but found a quiet place to make a phone call to Feng Yuqing.

"Sister Yuqing, are you free tonight?"

"Oh? What's wrong?"

"A professor from the capital came to perform surgery today, and some things happened."

"Then let's meet and talk." Feng Yuqing didn't ask any questions over the phone and simply set a time.

……

……

After get off work, Tang Yan went to the agreed-upon private room at the restaurant.

"Sister Yuqing." She didn't mince words when she met me and went straight to telling me everything that happened during the surgery that day.

"Xue Heng, Sister Hui, ask him who he is."

(End of this chapter)