My Sweet Physician Wife Calls The Shots

The chief surgeon saw that Duke Leyton's initially congested blood vessels had been cleaned up by Nuannuan. He did not know what method she used.

He placed the donated heart into the patient's chest cavity and began to suture the major arteries one by one.

Just as he was about to start, Nangong Nuannuan interrupted. "Let me do it."

After witnessing her superb technique, the chief surgeon was very impressed. If he did not know that she was the chairman of the entire Imperial Phoenix Group and did not have any extra time to spare, the chief would definitely beg her to be his mentor.

Now that he had a chance to learn from her, the chief surgeon was very happy to hand over the suture needle.

The suture was an upgraded version of the Gore-Tex suture specially produced by Angel Pharmaceuticals. It performed much better than standard top-notch Gore-Tex sutures used in other hospitals. It had improved flexibility and strength, and its biocompatibility was stable. It would definitely not cause any adverse reactions.

When this brand-new and upgraded version of the suture was stitched through the graft, it left a negligible number of gaps. Most importantly, once the suture encountered blood, it would immediately expand. As a result, the number of needle holes required was much fewer than other sutures.

This suture by Angel Pharmaceuticals had yet to be officially sold to hospitals around the world. Nangong Nuannuan had specifically asked headquarters to send this suture over for Leyton's surgery. She planned to personally suture his arteries.

Initially, the chief surgeon wanted to learn. After all, Nangong Nuannuan could not hide it her technique if she was suturing.

However, after watching her, he gave up.

Due to the precision and stability of Nangong Nuannuan's hands, even if he spent another 20 years practicing, he would not be able to achieve such perfection.

He suspected that Nangong Nuannuan was a robot.

How could an ordinary person's hand behave so much like a machine? No, it was even more stable than a machine.

This was simply unbelievable!

The chief surgeon could not clearly see every needle stroke and line of thread that Nangong Nuannuan placed. He could only see her weaving through flesh and blood vessels. He thought that she might accidentally sew several blood vessels together, but she was so fast and every stitch was done perfectly.

In the end, the chief surgeon could only see the final stitching through a magnified lens.

Organ transplants took a long time. For such a large-scale transplant operation, if it was successful and ran smoothly, it would take fifteen hours. If there were some complications, it might take more than twenty-two hours. Most of this time was not spent on organ replacement, but on the suturing of the blood vessels.

Suturing needed a doctor, but doctors were people, not machines, so suturing so many blood vessels definitely required a lot of technical experience and stability in both hands.

Nangong Nuannuan had everything required.

Her eyesight was so good that she could see blood vessels that even the chief surgeon, who was a senior expert, could not see clearly. Her hands' speed and accuracy were comparable to that of a machine. Even though the sewing took a long time, her hand holding the needle remained extremely stable. Despite such a long time, the chief surgeon realized that Nangong Nuannuan's hand never trembled.