Chapter 608: The transfer technique has been successful
Mianmian was about to go into the operating room when she heard Ayu's voice in her mind.
"Mianmian, wait a moment."
"What's the matter?"
A Yu passed on the memories of the pilgrims he had seen to Mian Mian: "You see, this kind of operating room is usually a sterile environment. People inside must be fully disinfected before entering to avoid infecting the patients on the beds. Even if we go in wearing the little paper figures, there is no guarantee that the little paper figures will not carry germs."
"Besides, the part of the patient that needs surgery is exposed to the air and will deteriorate quickly. If we go in directly like this, it might cause trouble for your third nephew."
This sentence stumped Mianmian.
If she couldn't get in like this, how could she help her third nephew?
In fact, no matter what kind of surgery it was, as long as she gave the patient one of the special pills made by her mother, the patient would get better.
"Then we use our souls to float in?"
Ayu also rejected Mianmian's suggestion.
"I've read your sixth nephew's experimental research. From a scientific perspective, the soul is a ball of energy. The patient is undergoing surgery, and his energy body is unstable. If we go in, we might put pressure on him, and the patient might die faster."
Neither this nor that worked, so Bai Ze was loaned to scientists who were studying the weather near the Wei River.
Mianmian thought about it again and nodded silently: "Okay, then let Mianmian lend her luck to my third nephew so that he can complete this important operation smoothly."
Mianmian has never tried to actively give luck to others.
The luck she wanted to give to her third nephew was the good luck that she already had, not the bad luck that would make her third nephew's problems worse.
To do things like bringing luck, you need to cast a spell and set up an altar first.
Mianmian asked Charlie if he could help, and Charlie arranged for Mianmian to work in the hospital's logistics warehouse.
The things in here have nothing to do with medical care, so it’s okay to provide them to outsiders.
Mianmian took out the large wooden table, spices and other things needed for the altar from her small bag. After hesitating for a while, she decided to burn a stick of incense to the local gods first.
"Hello, gods from the United States. Mianmian is a child from the Dragon Country. Now she wants to help her third nephew save the patients in your country, so she needs to perform a ritual here. Mianmian is not doing anything bad. I hope you can rest assured and don't think she is a bad guy just because she is performing a ritual here."
She didn't know much about the immortal schools in foreign countries, and she didn't know whether the God here was the same as the one in Dragon Country.
Anyway, after burning incense and talking, I started to do what I had to do.
First, he pasted his third nephew's birth date on the puppet, then pasted his own. Finally, he sat in front of the two puppets and chanted the spell with full concentration.
Yang Xian stood by.
His heavenly eye between his eyebrows saw that the golden light on Mianmian's body rushed away from Mianmian and fell on Su Chenyu's side.
This means that the transfer has been successful.
In the operating room, Su Chenyu stood there in a daze for more than a minute.
The long and delicate surgery consumed his energy rapidly, and his mind was not as flexible as it was at the beginning.
The reason why Su Chenyu stopped was that the patient's condition was very difficult, and all the surgical instruments on the scene were not sophisticated enough. As a result, he could not proceed to the next step, and if he made a mistake in the operation, the patient might die on the spot.
But the patient's will to survive is so strong and his heart is still beating strongly. If he gives up, there will really be no hope for the patient!
No matter who is targeting him, the patient is innocent.
When Su Chenyu stopped, the doctors who were watching him through the operating room glass thought that the operation was going to fail.
How could this not fail? The surgeon stood still, but time was ticking away.
For businessmen, time is money. But for doctors, time is life! The patient's life is slipping away, and Su Chenyu, a genius doctor with a great reputation in the medical field, is also in the countdown to his demise.
Some people even shook hands in advance to express their joy at Su Chenyu's failed surgery.
In the live broadcast room, countless young doctors who were eager to learn also showed disappointment in their eyes. They knew how famous Su Chenyu was, but such a famous doctor, who had made such preparations before the operation, now looked so powerless standing on the operating table.
Su Chenyu did not move for a long time, and the medical equipment began to sound alarms.
In the midst of such an alarm, the golden light sank into Su Chenjin's body. Su Chenjin suddenly thought of another possibility and reported the model of the scalpel to his assistant on the spot.
When the assistant heard the instruction, he was stunned at first. After a while, he handed Su Chenyu what he wanted.
On the operating table, no matter what they think, as assistants, their mission is to obey the surgeon unconditionally. Even the scalpel, in the eyes of all assistants, is irrelevant to the operation.
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Su Chenyu took the scalpel and ordered the suture needle that would be needed next.
The assistant hurriedly prepared, and saw Su Chenyu operating quickly.
The scalpel moved quickly, opening a tiny incision on the patient's heart. And just below that incision, after removing the necrotic tissue, the lesion needed to be repaired and sutured.
In the operating room, Su Chenjin felt that his mind was more flexible than ever before, and his physical condition was also in great shape. What made him even more surprised was that the patient's vital signs were gradually becoming more stable than before.
When operating the surgical needle for suturing, Su Chenjin felt something was wrong.
For some reason, his eyes could see more clearly, as if the human body's potential was stimulated at that moment, and he could see the details of the incision clearly.
With the help of a good eye, suturing is naturally a piece of cake.
After a while, the last step of the operation was completed.
Su Chenyu began to carefully finish the work, focusing on the task with his eyes and hands.
He was in excellent condition and quickly sutured the patient's chest.
Su Chenyu's surgeries have always been famous for their small wounds and quick recovery. In the eyes of his assistants, the wounds after suturing were very beautiful, and could even be called works of art in the medical field.
After a successful operation, the patient's condition will be accurately displayed on the instrument.
The doctors who were observing on site had different expressions when they saw the stable data graph on the instrument.
Those who knew Su Chenyu and were friends with Su Chenyu applauded Su Chenyu.
The doctors who hated Su Chenyu had jealous eyes. They clearly saw Su Chenyu standing there in a daze, and the operation was about to fail, so why did Su Chenyu complete the operation? Moreover, Su Chenyu's condition did not look like someone who had just completed an operation.
What is going on?
When the doctors were all feeling strange, one of them walked up to Su Chenyu, stretched out his hand to shake hands with him and express his congratulations.
(End of this chapter)