Shen Youhuan almost laughed out loud. The junior sister was so steady, even more steady than the people under him.

"Tell me more." Doctor Chen's voice came over with a frown. The main thing was that Shen Youhuan did not criticize the medical student's words, and seemed to agree with this person's ideas, which meant that he might be a little anxious in the eyes of others.

"Move the tip of the balloon forward further." Xie Wanying repeated what she had just said.

"I stretched it." Dr. Chen said stubbornly that he had done it.

"Keep stretching until I say stop." Xie Wanying gave more specific instructions.

My goodness, is this surgical intern going to guide him like a teacher? Doctor Chen couldn't help but murmur in his heart, thinking that he had never met such an intern before, which really opened his eyes.

Shen Youhuan did not tell the intern to shut up nor did he give him instructions on his behalf, which meant that Shen Youhuan wanted him to follow the instructions of the intern Xie. Doctor Chen reluctantly followed Xie Wanying's instructions and adjusted the position of the balloon and put it forward along the blood vessel, wanting to see what Xie had the guts to dare to speak rudely to an attending physician.

Not long after, Dr. Chen's voice came back: "I put it forward."

"Yes, go on, I didn't say stop." Xie Wanying said.

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...

Come on, is this guy really an intern? His voice and expression were so calm that he probably forgot that the person operating the machine was the attending physician.

Doctor Yang and Doctor Li Xiaofeng swallowed hard in the operating room. To be honest, they couldn't figure out where Xie got the courage to face the senior doctors.

Xie Wanying’s thought was very simple: Senior Brother Shen didn’t tell her to stop talking.

The chief commander of the whole operation is Senior Brother Shen. Shen Youhuan's instructions are the highest command.

Since the senior doctor did not object, Dr. Chen continued to adjust the catheter according to what Xie said.

Release, release forward, and release again. Every time the balloon was moved forward a little bit, Dr. Chen felt insecure and had no confidence. He saw that the top position was about to reach the limit value closest to the opening of the left subclavian artery. He was anxious and almost jumped up. He asked in a rough voice: "Are you not going to stop?"

"Almost there, move forward a little bit." Xie Wanying said.

Doctor Chen's hands were shaking slightly as he was operating. It was as if he was clearing a landmine while listening to the orders of the squad leader behind him. It felt like something was about to explode.

"Okay, stop."

This guy finally called a halt. Not only did Dr. Chen's forehead sweat but also his feet felt a little weak. Coming back to his senses, he confirmed again: Oh my God, this guy actually ordered him to extend the balloon to a distance beyond the normal limit, and it should be less than one centimeter away from the opening of the left subclavian artery.

No, no, it will be more reliable if you move it back.

"Don't move, don't shrink, just stay in this position and try connecting to the host again." Shen Youhuan said.

The senior doctor told him not to shrink back and told him to do what the intern said. Moreover, this intern was a surgical intern, not a cardiovascular specialist. Dr. Chen almost thought that the senior doctor was brainwashed by the intern.

Facts have proved that people have really been brainwashed by classmate Xie.

Shen Youhuan knew the junior sister's abilities better than Dr. Chen because he had seen her once in a dental operating room.

All the doctors present, except Xie Wanying and Shen Youhuan, broke out in cold sweats.

If the position of adjustment is not conventional, can it be effective? The routine of clinical practice is the summary of experience. Medicine is an empirical discipline. The experience summarized by many people is equivalent to a golden rule that has been tried and tested.