"Why did Dr. Yang start suturing the skull?"

"Shouldn't the operation continue?"

Others were very puzzled when they saw Yang Yunfan's actions.

This brain glioma removal surgery is very cumbersome and requires a lot of patience. However, it has only been less than half an hour since Yang Yunfan took over. He only took out some large pieces of tumor, and the small ones were...

It hasn't been dealt with yet. He gave up so quickly?

This guy must have lived up to his reputation, right?

Everyone couldn't help but feel a little contempt in their hearts.

Just now, when Yang Yunfan walked in, he was so arrogant that he asked Dr. Charman to get out of the way to make room for him on the operating table. However, it is good now. He gave up halfway, which is really despicable!

Yang Yunfan ignored this completely and quickly sewed Prince Philip's skull back together.

Then, he wrapped the prince in gauze, put down the surgical tools, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, the operation is over. Although there was a little accident this time, the operation was still successful!" Yang Yunfan took a step back, looked at Prince Philip lying there quietly, and let out a long breath.

Then he stretched his waist and said with a smile to everyone.

"Dr. Yang, is the operation over?"

"But, you only removed a large piece of the tumor. There are still many branches and branches of the tumor remaining in the skull of His Highness the Prince!"

"Are you just leaving these tumors? What's the point of such an operation?"

If the tumor is cut in half, the remaining tumor will definitely recur again! Moreover, it will also cause inflammation of the brain. Cutting the tumor in half is more troublesome than not cutting it at all!

At this time, all the medical staff stared at Yang Yunfan, hoping that he would give a reasonable explanation.

Otherwise, they would never let Yang Yunfan leave the operating room!

Otherwise, Yang Yunfan patted his ass and returned to China. If His Highness the Prince fails to wake up, the medical staff who participated in this operation may collectively be held accountable by the royal family!

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Yang Yunfan raised his eyebrows, then pointed to a pile of dark, rotten broccoli-like things on the surgical tray next to him, and said relaxedly to everyone present: "I don't remove all gliomas.

Have they come out? Put them all there! If you want, just take them and keep them as specimens."

After hearing this, everyone else present was completely stunned.

"Wha, what?"

"Is this the end? Is the operation over?"

"Have you removed all the gliomas?"

Dr. Fleming and Dr. Charman had just calmed down a little after experiencing the thrilling scene. Suddenly they heard Yang Yunfan say that he had completed the operation, and their hearts skipped a beat. They all thought that Yang Yunfan was going to trick him.

They!

"Dr. Yang, you are treating His Royal Highness, not an ordinary person. The consequences of deceiving the royal family are not just a loss of reputation... Even if you are Chinese and not a citizen of England, if you lie here, you will be treated badly.

Your Highness, even if you return to China, your life will not be easy!"

At this time, they must explain the consequences of this matter clearly to Yang Yunfan, lest this guy think that he will be fine if he runs back to China!

That's a dream!

Where is such a good thing?

At the same time, they all glanced at Yang Yunfan, throwing away a pile of rotten tissue on the surgical tray next to him.

Is that thing a glioma?

Stop talking nonsense!

How long has this been rotting?

If His Highness the Prince had such a thing in his head, he would be dead long ago!

Moreover, Yang Yunfan clearly didn't do anything just now, he just stood there in a daze!

The other medical staff were not qualified to ask, but they all stared at Yang Yunfan with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

For a moment, the scene was eerily quiet.

Seeing this, Yang Yunfan's eyes swept across the faces of the two doctors, and then he shook his head slightly, with a trace of disdain and contempt in his eyes: "Doctor Charman, Dr. Fleming, you are still here in vain.

You claim to be a neurosurgery expert, but you can’t even tell what a glioma looks like after death?”

However, Yang Yunfan felt that he was not their teacher or their friend, so there was no need to tell them many things.

After the operation, he was a little tired and needed a good rest.

At this time, Yang Yunfan asked Dr. Charman and Dr. Fleming, and then began to walk outside the operating room.

"Wait a minute, don't leave!"

However, as soon as he left, Dr. Fleming and Dr. Charman behind him all caught up to him, stopped him, and said with a stern look: "Doctor Yang, you haven't made it clear about His Royal Highness, you can't

Just leave the operating room!"

Seeing this, Yang Yunfan became more and more speechless, and he felt a little unhappy in his heart.

He snorted coldly and said: "I have made it very clear just now. However, since you didn't hear it clearly, I will be kind and say it clearly again!"

Dr. Fleming and Dr. Charman looked at each other, both staring coldly at Yang Yunfan!

At this time, Yang Yunfan walked up to the surgical tray, pointed at the large bloody tumor and the small tumor that looked like rotten broccoli, and said to the two of them: "The colloid in Prince Philip's brain

The tumor has been completely removed, and this piece is the main body of the tumor. As for these, although they don’t look like tumors, they are indeed small pieces of tumors!”

"In addition, I observed the intracranial condition of Prince Philip. Fortunately, the brain glioma has not worsened, that is, the cancer cells have not spread. After the operation, Prince Philip should be fine as long as he recovers for a period of time.

The sequelae can be restored to the original healthy appearance.”

However, Dr. Fleming and Dr. Charman still stared at Yang Yunfan without speaking.

Obviously, they didn't believe what Yang Yunfan said.

Seeing this, Yang Yunfan lost his temper and said speechlessly: "If you still don't believe it, why don't you just go get a CT scan for His Highness the Prince?"

"good!"

Seeing this, Dr. Charman and Dr. Fleming looked at each other and nodded.

They were not worried that Yang Yunfan could escape.

The English Royal Guards outside are not vegetarian either. As the attending doctor, Yang Yunfan will definitely not be able to leave at will until His Royal Highness is confirmed to be safe.

"Since you are going to do a CT scan for His Royal Highness, why don't you go quickly? Don't waste my rest time, I haven't slept for a long time!"

When Yang Yunfan doesn't sleep well or eat well, his blood pressure will be low, which makes him very unhappy and his temper will become irritable! In normal life, his attitude towards Dr. Fleming and Dr. Charman may be different.

Will be too lazy to care.
Chapter completed!