At the First Hospital, not to mention doing high-risk tasks like vascular and nerve separation, he wasn’t even used for simpler duties.
"Oh, have you done this kind of work before?"
Professor Wu’s eyes brightened slightly, like someone drowning spotting a savior.
"I’ve done some, and I have a bit of experience."
Li Jingsheng could really lie without batting an eye.
He had done separations, just not at the First Hospital, but at his small clinic.
"Due to the severe adhesions and because it’s a vascular plexus, the separation is quite difficult and risky. How confident are you?"
Although Professor Wu desperately wanted help, he still couldn’t afford to be careless.
He mainly worried about safety incidents.
"I can’t guarantee ten out of ten, but about seventy percent! One thing I can assure you is that I will be cautious with the scalpel. If you feel there’s a risk, you can stop me at any time."
Li Jingsheng naturally didn’t dare to overpromise.
Old Yu, the anesthetist, looked at him with a surprised expression.
Even with a mask on, Dr. Qin’s mouth likely dropped open involuntarily.
The most exaggerated reaction came from Ruan Xiaoqin; her eyes nearly popped out.
Ou Qinglan’s bright eyes narrowed slightly; she’d seen Li Jingsheng perform surgery. During that clinic session, she even played the role of a surgical nurse.
She had a certain understanding of Li Jingsheng’s surgical skills.
Although he successfully separated an abscess from a patient’s jaw that time, the separation difficulty of this surgery is not on the same level!
He really has guts.
Ou Qinglan didn’t speak; she understood Li Jingsheng’s desire for advancement.
Everyone’s the same; which young doctor doesn’t want more opportunities to practice?
It’s just that everyone would measure their abilities carefully.
Because if something goes wrong once, the senior doctors might never use you again.
"Then give it a try! I’ve been busy lately, lacking exercise; my stamina is really not as good as before."
Professor Wu took the opportunity presented to him.
Li Jingsheng gave him an excuse about severe physical exhaustion, and he used it.
Shameless indeed.
But sometimes, being shameless helps.
The more shameless one is, the more invincible they become.
"Alright! Thank you for trusting me."
Li Jingsheng was overjoyed, about to take the stage.
He was suddenly called back by the circulating nurse.
"Hey, hey, hey, do you understand sterile rules? Charging onto the stage like that!"
"Sorry, I got too excited and forgot."
Li Jingsheng quickly followed the strict sterile protocol, removing his gloves, washing his hands again, putting on new ones, and then putting on a disposable surgical gown.
The cost of these supplies would be included in the patient’s treatment fee.
It’s common sense.
Usually, the instrument isn’t just handed over lightly; it’s slapped into the main surgeon’s hand directly.
For instance, when Li Jingsheng needed an instrument, his eyes fixed on the patient’s lesion, his right hand raised, palm open and facing up.
The nurse accurately slapped the instrument he needed into his hand.
During surgery, the doctor must concentrate fully; their gaze sometimes can’t leave the surgical site. There’s even no way to turn the head or body, etc.
"Scalpel number 15!"
After receiving the toothed forceps, Li Jingsheng used his left hand to hold the forceps, sorting through the blood vessels, nerves, and other tissues separated by Professor Wu.
He shook his head internally.
Despite being an attending physician, shouldn’t the separation skill be more refined?
What a disgrace!
The separation looked like a dog’s bite; a part that could have been separated in one cut was meticulously dissected with over a dozen cuts, a counterproductive approach.
In a spot where the blood vessel forked, a single cut would suffice, but over a dozen cuts only made things harder.
If a surgeon at the Minor Achievement level in sharp separation performed this, it would lead to problems, let alone someone like Professor Wu who’s only at a proficient level.
"Are you sure you need a number 15 scalpel?"
The surgical nurse appeared to be around thirty, relatively older than others.
She should have had quite a bit of experience in surgical cooperation.
With such a young doctor like Li Jingsheng on stage, she must have held some disdain towards him in her mind.

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