Super Magic Surgery System

On the morning of New Year's Eve, Chen Qun and Chi Hong appeared together in the emergency room. Even though they were on vacation, there were many things, such as Chen Qun's detested medical reports, that were not written just because they were on vacation. The two of them, in addition to their new positions, would not be able to convince him otherwise.    

As for Little Yiyun, who had just displayed her talent in proud music, she was directly sent to the music industry by Zhao Xue and Miss Dongfang, who was remote control, for professional music training. Little Yiyun, who had just displayed her talent in proud music, was directly sent to the music industry by Zhao Xue and Miss Dongfang, for professional music training.    

Just Little Yiyun's identity as the first patient in the country to undergo an autotransplantation and a face-changing surgery, in addition to her adorable appearance, was fully qualified to appear at the Spring Festival Gala. Now that he was personally accompanied by the world's number one, Ameera, no one would have any objection to this little girl even if she were to sing it badly.    

Because Little Yiyun had lost her voice for six or seven years, she could say that she knew how to sing. In fact, she could say that she knew how to sing. But if it was sung well, it would be sensational news.    

As for Ye Hanlin, Liu Yang and other hospital leaders who wholeheartedly wanted to push Chen Qun into the world, they were fully supportive of Little Yiyun going to Chun Wan Lu. Furthermore, this was only a branch assembly area, so the competition was not as intense as the main hall.    

It was precisely because Little Yiyun and Fong Qiuyun, the patients that were treated by Chen Qun, were all at the branch venue together that Chen Qun naturally had to be on duty in the emergency room.    

At the same time, for another reason, it was Chen Qun's refusal to appear on a spring night, especially as an amateur pianist. This wasn't a Dazzling Technique, but more aggro. He wasn't going to let Ameera fool him any longer. If he provoked his girlfriend's jealousy, he would most likely be thrown into the Pacific Ocean.    

Of course, Chen Qun didn't know what he was doing. Instead, he had attracted the attention of a few old ladies from hundreds of miles away, causing his girlfriend to finally hear a sentence of praise.    

"Xin, the Dr. Chen that you know has been teased by your sister a few times. I heard that he played quite well on the piano. "I heard you talking to that little girl just now, but Dr. Chen didn't go as a accompaniment. Why is that so?"    

"He's afraid that the Leader will say that he's not doing his job properly!"    

When Dongfang Wenxin heard her old lady's sudden words, she became even more alert. She hurriedly rebutted in an indifferent manner.    

To her surprise, the old lady nodded and said something else.    

"It's good that you know what you are doing, that's good!"    

Dongfang Wenxin saw that the old lady looked kind and kind, while her mother looked happy. She knew that the old lady had probably passed the test.    

However, there was nothing the old lady could do about it. Her and her cousin's wings had long since hardened, so the old lady did not dare to be too excessive. If she got angry, she could just pat her butt and leave, but there was nothing the old lady could do.    

Miss Dongfang instantly forgot about this matter. She was thinking of how she could find a way to escape the moment the new year was over. She had already found all the people who could take the blame and had her old man face off against the old lady. No matter who won, she had left with her cousin long ago.    

For Chen Qun, it was obviously impossible to predict his girlfriend's plans. At this moment, he was frowning at the sudden arrival of a patient.    

"Dr. Chen, Dr. Qi, I, Old Zhong, am not a coward. This child was also my nephew, and his family had a single child. However, six months ago, he crashed into the ground while riding a bicycle. His head was injured and he was diagnosed as a persistent vegetative state. I've been resting in the local sanatorium, but the day before yesterday I said that our hospital might have a way, so they brought it in late at night to give you a hand.    

The speaker was a bald middle-aged doctor in his forties. He was stroking his Mediterranean hair and trying to curry favor with the two young doctors with an obsequious smile on his face.    

In the lobby of the emergency center, the passing doctors and nurses were not surprised by this situation. It was normal for Vice Director from the rheumatology department to ask Dr. Chen Qun for help. Now, the hospital's situation had been reversed. Any strange diseases or especially difficult surgery that couldn't be cured in other departments had been sent over for surgery.    

Dr. Chen Qun of the special treatment team had never failed once. Besides, with a vegetative disease like this, which family wouldn't want to misdiagnose it? There was only one place in the world that could treat lockdown syndrome.    

Chen Qun looked at the teenager who was lying on the sickbed. He looked to be 11 or 12 years old. His throat was still stuck to the breathing machine. His family's diagnosis board was blank and did not show any signs of illness. It was not surprising to him as the vegetable could not tell at a glance. The system would only help diagnose the disease after the other symptoms had appeared.    

The more laboratory data, the more accurate the system diagnosis.    

"Dr. Chen, my child has had a sore on his butt these two days. Is this some sign of improvement? I heard that vegetative people don't have other diseases."    

Standing beside the bald middle-aged man was a slightly younger couple, both of whom appeared to be around thirty years old. The mother looked haggard and looked at Chen Qun expectantly.    

It was introduced to him by his hospital's director, and he couldn't refuse it even if he wanted to. Besides, wasn't any patient treated by him?    

Chen Qun thought about it in his mind and revealed a polite smile.    

"It will not be known until we have examined it. However, let's take a look at his wounds first and see if they were caused by the bites of the mosquitoes or any other circumstances. "    

Chen Qun slowly turned the boy over, revealing a festering wound on his waist that was the size of a copper coin.    

"This is pressure sore, and a little infection. Have you been taking care of the children at home all this time? "    

"Half the time, it's us taking care of her. The other half is to find a nanny to take care of her. Is there a problem?"    

Chen Qun pointed at the wound and started explaining.    

"These kinds of pressure sores will only appear in places where they have been pressing down for a long time. In other words, the number of times they have turned him around per day is too little, and it will cause them to fester. Of course, this didn't exclude the fact that they had been struck by collisions along the way. Okay, this is just a small wound. We'll take care of it. Next time you'd better use an air cushion, it'll be better. "    

As Chen Qun said this, he usually picked up the Operating Instruments beside him and quickly cleaned and bandaged the wound. His movements were even faster than his words. After finishing his words, he cleaned up and bandaged the wound.    

"Chi Hong, let's turn him over and take him to have a CT scan."    

Chi Hong was at the other end of the bed, carrying the curled up legs of the teenager. She flipped her hand to the front and just as she put it down, she saw the child's curled up left leg become fixed in the air like a stiff corpse.    

Chen Qun's pupils constricted. He exchanged a glance with Chi Hong who had raised her head. Their gazes met and they could see the doubt and surprise in each other's hearts.    

Then the two of them pressed the boy's left leg down on both sides at the same time. They looked at each other for about a minute before lifting his right leg up again.    

His right leg was also curled up in the air, frozen in place.