Zhu Yunmo widened his eyes, raised his hand and pointed at the notebook in his hand, grabbed the boy's ear and whispered:

"What kind of thing you are drawing? It's like a mess. Can you understand this?"

The doctor was not unhappy, but looked carefully and said:

"Of course I can understand it. There are sizes to remove bones and cut the skin on the arm. I guess Dr. Wang wants to make a flap and wrap this exposed part. After all, the flesh and blood below are left, just like cutting clothes. I think this is what it means."

Zhu Yunmo gave him a blank look.

"Look carefully and remember carefully."

The man nodded, completely gone from his initial fear, and seemed to be somewhat excited.

Zhu Yunmo shook his head, as if all those who study medicine are weird people. Zhou Heng also likes such weird people very much. He resisted the urge to kick people and continued to look at Wang Sanshun.

At this moment, he had already started finishing work, and the thick lines that originally sutured the muscles were replaced, and several flaps wrapped around the front end of the broken limb, just covering the entire head.

Several doctors who observed the doctors were surprised that these flaps were drawn at the beginning of the operation. That is to say, before the operation, Dr. Wang had already calculated the size of the flaps that needed in his mind. This is too amazing.

Cut off the last stitch, Wang Sanshun breathed out and threw all the used equipment on the table.

The assistant stepped forward and put away the scarf and bandaged the Yang Shulin. However, seeing the strips left on the edge of the wound, the doctor who was observing finally couldn't help it.

"Doctor Wang, why do you leave a piece of wound that is exposed and not sewn?"

After saying that, he quickly covered his mouth, widened his eyes and kept waving his hands.

"Sorry, I forgot the rules, get out now, get out right away."

Wang Sanzhu almost laughed and reached out to signal him not to move.

"This question is very good. It is called a drainage strip. Before the operation, the patient's location was infected and pus was flowed. Although we removed all the bad tissues, it caused damage to it. If blood or pus seeps out, it should be left with a location for it to flow out. If there is no leakage in two days, you can pull out the drainage strip."

The man seemed to understand, but he still quickly recorded the words on paper.

Wang Sanshun smiled at him. This attitude was pretty good. Although the other few were not so active, they all watched the entire operation seriously. This allowed these people to learn, at least they would accept it faster in the military camp.

Wang Sanshun looked at him and asked, "What's your name?"

The man quickly replied, "My name is Xu Xiangben. Doctor Wang, I would like to ask, I just saw anesthesia for the patient, but it was not the Mafei Powder I drank. Just a shot in my hand?"

Wang Sanshun looked at Xu Xiangben, "It's not just a needle, but the tube above and the glass bottle are all anesthetic drugs. We just input the drugs directly into the patient's blood vessels.

Through blood vessels, patients can be anesthetized quickly, so they wake up quickly. In the future, many of the newly made drugs can be administered in this way. The loss during the period is extremely small. With a little medicine, the effect may be achieved several times or even dozens of times."

After explaining this, several people seemed to understand it, and Wang Sanshun smiled at them.

"Okay, if you really want to know in the future, you can follow us to participate in the diagnosis and treatment, so that I can tell you what I know and learn with the treatment."

Xu Xiangben looked at the three people. The expressions on their faces were different. Isn’t this acquiring disciples? Can the doctors who came from the capital from all over the world accept them as disciples?

Before the three of them could move, Xu Xiangben looked up seriously.

"Xu Xiangben kowtowed to the master!"

As he said that, Xu Xiangben made a gesture to kneel down, but Zhu Yunmo took his collar to his head.

"This is the operating room. You have to kneel out and kneel down and let you learn with it. There are so many touching things."

Wang Sanshun waved his hand.

"My master has no family opinion, and it doesn't matter whether he or she is a disciple. At least you can solve the corresponding problems yourself when you encounter them. This is what you need to do. After Yang Shulin's surgery has been completed, who will carry this patient out?"

Several people raised their hands, but they didn't dare to step forward for a while. After all, they said something like sterile areas before, but they were still a little confused about the situation.

Wang Sanshun asked an assistant to help and directed several people to flatten Yang Shulin's platform, and several people pushed him out.

Zhu Yunmo gave Wang Sanshun a thumbs up. This kid has never been outstanding before. Now, it is natural that Zhou Heng can choose to be an apprentice.

"Don't be too tired. I'll go over and take a look first. If these doctors are willing to study, they should take good care of them. If they don't study hard, they don't have to worry about my face. Just drive them away."

Wang Sanshun pulled off his gloves and nodded vigorously.

"Okay, just do as the prince told me."

......

Seven days later.

Zhu Yunmo brought Xiao Bo to the ward early in the morning. Yang Shulin was already sitting on the bed and was talking to a veteran who had been post-operatively.

Seeing that Zhu Yunmo came, he nodded and bowed. He disappeared from the previous fear and looked at Zhu Yunmo happily.

"I didn't expect that the prince would be alarmed. What should I do?"

Zhu Yunmo waved his hand, looked up and down at Yang Shulin, and kept nodding.

"It seems that the doctor's meal is good. Your face is a little bloody, and you look a little fatter."

Yang Shulin patted his chest with his right hand and said heroically:

"Don't think I'm old now, I can still kill Tatar soldiers when I go to the battlefield."

In an instant, everyone in the ward laughed. Xiaojiu walked in with a sterile bag and followed Wang Sanshun. Wang Sanshun quickly saluted Zhu Yunmo.

Zhu Yunmo has almost been here these days. These backlogs of wounded soldiers have been basically treated, and the clinics in the city have also been established. Now most of the people he brings have been transferred there. He knew that without Zhu Yunmo, all kinds of things would not have been carried out so smoothly.

"Criminal, I want to remove the stitches for Yang Shulin. Do you want to follow us?"

Zhu Yunmo nodded with her sleeves, raised her chin and signaled Wang Sanshun to continue.

"No matter how much I do, you can do yours. I just want to see the first surgical stitch removal, which is also a complete success."

Wang Sanshun didn't talk nonsense anymore. Originally, he was not a person who talked a lot. When he walked to Yang Shulin, Xiaojiu had already removed the gauze on his arm, sanitized it briefly, and examined it up and down. The wound healed very well.

"The wound is very good. I'll remove the stitches now. After half a year, you remember to come to me and we will measure the size for you again to see if the newly designed prosthetics can be installed."

Hearing this remark, Yang Shulin was stunned, blinking his eyes and looking in disbelief.

"Doctor Wang, what do you mean is that this can still be installed with the left hand?"

Wang Sanshun nodded, "Master and others have set up a research institute and are developing new drugs. Of course, there are prosthetics. It's just a longer time. You can install the necessary brackets on the broken limb as needed. Some can be simulated into fake hands, and some can be installed into hooks or tools for easy disassembly. If it is a foot, it can also be used for transportation."

Yang Shulin's mind was not enough, and the veteran beside him poked him.

"Don't stand there stupidly. Thank you Dr. Wang. It seems that I have no legs and I don't have hope to walk."

Yang Shulin wanted to get up and kneel down, but was stopped by Wang Sanshun.

"Don't be excited, let's remove the stitches first. These are still under development. I looked at the drawings and passed on your details back. Then we will discuss them according to your requirements. I heard that there are prosthetics that can fire sleeve arrows, but I don't know if they can be done."

As he spoke, Wang San moved quickly, and several lines were cut off quickly and pulled them out directly. After disinfecting them again, Xiaojiu stepped forward and bandaged the wound.

Yang Shulin lowered his head, pursed his lips and controlled his tears. After thinking about it, he shook his head.

"Just don't let me get pus flowed, there is no need to install any prosthetics."

Zhu Yunmo, who was happy to hear it, was stunned. He didn't expect Yang Shulin to react like this. For a moment, he was a little puzzled and stared at Yang Shulin and asked.
Chapter completed!