Jiang Lai spent an hour and a half on the first training session. The blackboard was full of knowledge points. Of course, the people in the audience also took notes.

In the first row, Yu Wen looked at Jiang Lai's clear and neat handwriting on the blackboard, and suddenly felt... If this person is invited back to teach, he will definitely become a great master.

Thinking this in his heart, of course he smiled on his face. He felt that... such a person would be the best if he could fight for it.

He also believes that as long as Jiang Lai can grow steadily... China's medical community will be shaken up by a revolutionary storm!

Microsurgery...an aspect that no one had thought about before, but now someone is taking the lead...this person is still a Chinese doctor!

How is it not a revolution?

There was a knock on the door.

Jiang looked at the visitor and said, "Professor."

"Jiang, go to my office." Bourne saw the writing on the blackboard, and then looked at Charlie, "Charlie, copy all the writing on the blackboard! Print it!"

"Okay, Professor." Charlie responded naturally without any surprise, because at this time, his admiration for Jiang Lai was no longer just the shock he had before.

"Shel, you come too."

"Okay." Although Sher was injured, he could still attend the lectures. What's more, he didn't want to miss these classes at all.

…

"Jiang, I have asked Lisa to post your new appointment." In the corridor, Bourne and Jiang Lai walked side by side.

"Yeah." Jiang Lai nodded in agreement.

"Jiang, our colleagues are small, and I'm really happy that you can stay." Bourne said sincerely, "So, I will give you the greatest power possible! I don't ask colleagues to have as many hospital beds as I can.

I hope that all my fellow doctors will live up to their original intention of becoming doctors."

Jiang Lai sighed inwardly, then nodded with a smile, "I will work hard."

He could see that Bourne was a pure doctor, or in other words, the missionaries of this era all had a very pure heart, and there were many pure people in this era.

He is lucky to meet these people.

"By the way, I can't let anyone prepare the list of Chinese medicine clinics..." Bourne then said his problem, "After all, I really don't understand Chinese traditional medicine."

Jiang Lai immediately understood that this was what happened, "Then I'll find someone to help."

"good."

…

Zhao family.

Zhao Wu has been quite tired recently, and he was even more annoyed when he heard his son's words. He didn't know what the Jiang family had gone crazy about, and they had to fight with these little minions. There was no loss at all for the higher-ups!

"Dad, the song and dance hall... hasn't opened yet. I asked Jiang Jikai, and he said that the Jiang family will pay for the song and dance hall." Zhao Anwen's face was full of embarrassment, after all, the Zhao family is only in charge of it!

"Does he want to eat?" Zhao Wu was surprised. In his impression, Jiang Yunting had never disdained to get involved in such business.

"Yes, but...he also tried to insinuate some things from me." Zhao Anbin frowned, "I don't think Jiang Jikai's purpose is to deduct our goods."

"What did he ask?"

"Uncle Gu's matter..." Zhao Anwen frowned.

"Gu Lin?"

"yes."

"What has Gu Lin done recently?"

"I don't know, it's just like us, just taking away some goods."

"Leaving for whom?"

"I heard... I've been getting very close to the Japanese recently."

"Getting close to the Japanese?" Zhao Wu glared, "He is blind, is he really blind? What has blind blind Gu got away with recently?"

"I don't know, it should be similar to us. After all, it's all Mr.'s business." Zhao Anwen shook his head.

"Go and ask the blind man about the quantity of his goods!"

"yes."

…

In the evening, the Bund was noisy. The Bund of this era was not what it would be in later generations.

Countless cargo ships began to dock at the shore, and porters lined up in long lines to move the goods. It seemed a bit chaotic, but amid the chaos, there seemed to be some order.

The lights began to slowly brighten, and the noise on the shore gradually disappeared.

On an inconspicuous cargo ship, a group of boatmen were having dinner together.

"It's getting colder and colder today. I was sweating all over after moving the goods. Now that the wind is blowing, it's really cold."

"Hey, wear more clothes. If you get cold, it's not worth it."

"We are just working hard, how can we have a choice? We are not rich young masters, hahaha!"

"Okay, let's unload these things after eating. It's getting late now, so it's better to go home early and hug your mother-in-law!"

"Hahaha!"

…

Half an hour later.

"Hey, hey, put it down first... my waist can't bear it anymore!" A middle-aged man looked painful and quickly called his companion to stop.

"Hey, okay! Old Liu, be careful..."

Before he finished speaking, the big wooden box fell to the ground with a thud, and the lid of the box accidentally flipped down.

"Let you be careful, be careful! These are all good products from above! If they fall, you won't be able to pay for them!" A voice sounded, a little anxious and angry.

"Hey, boss, we know, let's put it back now." Lao Liu held his waist and lay half on the ground, with a look of pain on his face. His waist... hiss, it seems to have slipped, no,

It hurts so much...

But these goods...

Old Liu looked at the scattered goods. They were oil paper bags one by one. Of course he knew how much such a small paper bag could be sold for in this golden land... It was a figure that he did not even dare to think about.

It was his responsibility to struggle and crawl over slowly, so naturally he had to help clean up.

"Hey, hey, Lao Liu, I'll come, I'll do it!" Wu Liu saw that Lao Liu was obviously injured and hurriedly spoke. He was younger than Lao Liu and could bear the burden, so he hurriedly finished the work.

He was stopped.

Just hold the box back and put the paper package back.

But as he was packing it away, he found that a paper bag was damaged, revealing the black cloth inside. He seemed to smell... the smell of gunpowder that only comes from setting off firecrackers during the New Year.

But without thinking too much, he packed up all the paper bags.

…

"Vascular crisis, look out, this is a venous crisis! The skin is dark purple, the striae become lighter or disappear, the skin temperature drops, and there are no spots when the affected limb is raised; the tension of the finger pulp increases, plumps, and swells." Jiang Lai

Touching the finger of the child in front of him, he spoke to the other doctors with certainty, "At this time, we still need to continue anticoagulation!"

"Then, bleed!" Taking the blade from Li Shu, Jiang Lai made a small incision on the side of the little finger where the venous crisis occurred.

"The bleeding was active, lavender at first, and then bright red." Yu Wen looked at the bleeding from the small incision and was a little surprised, hiss...it was exactly the same as what Jiang had taught before!

He had always thought that replantation of amputated limbs was a new technique created by Jiang Lai that was not yet complete and still needed to be constantly supplemented. But after the training...and after the practical test, he suddenly felt...this might already be a new technique.

It’s a pretty mature subject!
Chapter completed!