Chapter 472

"In fact, practice makes perfect. If you practice more, you will be able to do it."

Faced with Yang Dehuai's sigh, Xiao Chenguang responded lightly.

"Indeed, Xiao Xiao, what you said is very right, but..."

Yang Dehuai's voice stopped abruptly.

In addition to a little talent, the most important thing for a surgeon is, as Xiao Chenguang said, practice makes perfect.

But.

The equipment that Xiao Xiao uses to make perfect is not available to ordinary people.

Not to mention ordinary people, even Yang Dehuai does not have the confidence to buy such a set of expensive equipment for practice.

He admires Xiao Chenguang from the bottom of his heart.

Not only because of the expensive equipment in front of him, the key is Xiao Xiao's hard training and the deep impression left by the demonstration operation.

Yang Dehuai knows it in his mind.

With this kind of training model in front of him, even a surgeon like him who has worked for many years may fail.

No!

It is definitely going to fail.

But even though he was humiliated, after seeing Xiao Chenguang's operation, Yang Dehuai's palms were itching, and he couldn't wait to practice.

"Xiao Xiao, look at this equipment, can you let me try it?"

"Okay, no problem."

Xiao Chenguang agreed very readily, after all, the equipment was bought for practice.

Then, Xiao Chenguang turned around and opened the refrigerator, and took out a row of eggs from it.

Each piece was large and thin, making people feel that they dare not touch it easily.

Then he went to the kitchen without thinking, found a large iron basin, and placed it on the wooden table.

"Xiao Xiao, can you bring a basin?"

Yang Dehuai just wanted to practice grinding eggs, why did Xiao Chenguang directly put the large iron basin.

"Chairman Yang, you will be hungry after practicing for a long time. The eggs in this iron basin will be our dinner."

"Uh..."

Although Xiao Chenguang didn't say it clearly, Yang Dehuai was old and shrewd, so he naturally knew the meaning of this basin.

It seems that Xiao Xiao has prepared for his failure.

Yang Dehuai couldn't help but sigh in his heart. There was nothing he could do. He was just like that.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, he returned to the state of anxiety when he practiced before.

Yang Dehuai shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Instead, he focused on the operation in front of him.

He followed Xiao Chenguang's steps just now, selected eggs, fixed them, and then picked up the grinding drill and turned on the power.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound at the scene.

Yang Dehuai could clearly feel that the drill in his hand was vibrating at a very high frequency.

He was slightly shocked and couldn't help saying, "Can this thing really grind eggs?"

Halfway through the words, the voice stopped. Xiao Chenguang was standing under his nose. With this bright example, Yang Dehuai himself was a little embarrassed to say this.

"As long as you cheer up and concentrate on the operation, even if you can't do it as perfectly as Xiao Xiao, at least you can't be too embarrassed."

The first time, it is doomed to fail, there is no doubt about it.

Yang Dehuai didn't think he was as good as Xiao Chenguang, but even if he failed, he would at least operate it for one or two minutes to grind the egg.

This is the standard he set for himself as an old doctor who has been practicing medicine for many years.

However, this is not the case.

The moment the grinding drill in Yang Dehuai's hand touched the egg, accompanied by a crisp sound, the egg broke without any warning.

Not a second was used.

Yang Dehuai was dumbfounded.

He watched the egg white flow down the gap between his fingers again.

It didn't move for a long time.

This time, Xiao Chenguang was well prepared and placed the large iron basin directly under the grinding drill to prevent the egg liquid from contaminating the wooden table.

"Chairman Yang, is this your first time using it?"

Xiao Chenguang took a look and found that Yang Dehuai was unfamiliar with the use of the grinding drill.

Faced with the question, Yang Dehuai's old face blushed.

"I've seen neurosurgeons use it before, and I know the basic operation, but I've never tried it myself."

Just now, I saw Xiao Chenguang grind an egg in a few minutes, but once I tried it myself, the difficulty of operation soared.

No wonder he had to prepare a large iron basin in advance, otherwise, the floor that had just been cleaned would be a mess again...

"Chairman Yang, this kind of thing is nothing but a skilled hand. Don't worry about the eggs, I've handled them very cleanly, and I can cook a few more dishes later."

"Okay."

The plain words aroused Yang Dehuai's long-lost fighting spirit. He didn't believe that he would be so bad at grinding eggs.

After all, he is a professor in the provincial capital. It's not too much to hold on for five seconds.

He said silently in his heart.

Xiao Chenguang had helped Yang Dehuai fix the egg again at this time, and the latter tried again.

Puff...

The egg just ground a corner and broke without any warning.

Although it was an improvement over before, the egg still didn't last more than five seconds in Yang Dehuai's hands.

Not believing in evil, he fixed it again.

Puff…

The egg broke again…

Let’s do it again!

After several attempts, the egg finally lasted for more than 10 seconds in Yang Dehuai’s hand.

But it still couldn’t change the fate of the egg breaking.

Half an hour later, Yang Dehuai’s eyes were red, and bloodshot covered his entire pupils.

The egg white and yolk in the big iron basin were about to be filled, and there were piles of egg shells next to it. Among them, the busiest person was Xiao Chenguang.

Wipe the machine, fix the eggs, clean the egg shells, and repeat...

“Chairman Yang, how about we do this first? The basin is almost full, and we can’t finish eating more.”

Faced with the empty eggs again, Xiao Chenguang stopped Yang Dehuai from continuing the training.

"Huff, huff, huff..."

Yang Dehuai panted slightly, his throat was a little dry, and he was reluctant to put down the grinding drill in his hand.

Difficult... Really difficult!

He didn't know how Xiao Xiao survived such a helpless process, and such a feeling was desperate.

"Grinding eggs is still the most basic training. Isn't Xiao Xiao's operation of doing mattress sutures on eggs even more amazing!"

Yang Dehuai looked helpless. No wonder Xiao Xiao looked calm no matter what surgery he performed.

This grinding was not eggs, it was simply tempering his character.

Just as Yang Dehuai's thoughts were flying and he fell into deep self-doubt, Xiao Chenguang had already wiped the instruments and entered the kitchen with a large iron basin full of eggs.

He opened the liquefied gas tank and began to prepare today's dinner skillfully.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, eggs with green pepper and bean paste, eggs with leeks, eggs with broccoli and black fungus, eggs with cabbage and vermicelli…

Watching him light the fire, heat the oil, put the eggs in the pan, and stir-fry them, his proficiency is comparable to the meticulous training just now.

It’s even painful to be so proficient.

How many times did he fail to achieve this level? Yang Dehuai didn’t know, but he admired Xiao Chenguang’s perseverance more and more.

It is said that ten years of sharpening a sword will eventually make it sharp. Xiao Xiao has already felt superb in performing surgery with his skill of grinding eggs.

If he continues to practice, it will be just as Xiao Chenguang said, only with practice, any operation will be easy.

At this time, the smell of vegetables gradually wafted out of the kitchen, and Yang Dehuai was embarrassed to find that his stomach was actually rumbling.

Fortunately, Xiao Xiao was busy and didn’t notice his embarrassment. When he had nothing to do, Yang Dehuai looked around in this spacious living room.

The house of 60 square meters actually has an area of ​​90 square meters.

It's not that Xiao Chenguang's house is big, but his minimalist life, without even a decent piece of furniture.

It's not an exaggeration to describe it as "bare walls".

On the only wooden table, there are piles of medical books on one side and medical equipment for practice on the other.

The books are thick, and each one is yellowed and blackened. Any page is densely marked with carbon pens.

Although the books look a little dirty, the instruments placed next to them are brand new, and it can be seen that they are often maintained on weekdays.

Apart from these two things, there are no other things.

This ascetic life makes Yang Dehuai feel inferior.

"No wonder Xiao Xiao spends every day in the hospital, either receiving patients or performing operations. It turns out that there is really not much difference between him at home and in the hospital."

This time, Yang Dehuai's impression of Xiao Chenguang was even deeper.