What is going on?
Cao Yong took the lead and approached the operating table, and the others followed behind him.
"No, no."
This voice belongs to classmate Xie.
When the group of people heard this, they almost thought she was the teacher. Xie's tone was like a commander giving instructions.
"Move the tip of the knife down a little bit, not vertically or parallel to the ground, but at a 30-degree angle to the lower left corner, about 2 millimeters."
Thirty degree angle, 2 mm?
Everyone slammed on the brakes as if they were frightened.
Zhang Tinghai rubbed his chest unconsciously, and suddenly he understood why Chang Jiawei, the chatterbox, was silent.
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How can you achieve a 2mm movement at a 30-degree angle? It sounds scary. It's like moving under a microscope. Is there any meaning in moving such a small distance?
Doctor Liu blew a few puffs of hot air from his nose behind the surgical mask, and found himself sweating unconsciously, with the hot sweat on his cheeks sticking to the surgical mask. He seemed to understand where the pressure on him and the surgeon came from, but he didn't quite understand: he asked Xie to help supervise and check the monitoring data to assist the surgeon in determining the incision position. What he never expected was that Xie, who accepted the task, was so serious in carrying it out that the two teachers sweated profusely.
It takes a very serious person to be able to give a movement instruction of two millimeters and thirty degrees.
I can only say that seeing is believing when you see Xie's stubbornness. After seeing it with my own eyes and experiencing it personally, it makes me feel like I'm being urged to get on the ten-meter diving platform, and my heart is pounding.
After taking two more breaths, Doctor Liu held his heartbeat and saw that Chang Jiawei opposite him did not scold him.
Not to mention that Zhang Tinghai thought the surgeon was strange, it was the first time that Doctor Liu discovered that Chang Jiawei was so abnormal during the operation after following him for so long.
Thirty degrees and two millimeters. When a teacher hears this, he will definitely get angry: What are you talking about? Are you kidding me?
"Hmm..." Chang Jiawei responded with a deep voice in his throat, which was very different from his usual nonchalant tone.
Doctor Liu was shocked. Could it be that the surgeon was really considering this bizarre suggestion of a 30-degree angle and 2 millimeters?
"Tell me, why do we have to move like this?" Chang Jiawei asked the question in a very calm and serious voice.
The playboy suddenly seemed to have forgotten that he was talking to a girl. He stopped calling her Yingying and his demeanor showed a serious and rigorous academic tone.
The teacher wanted to talk about academics, and Xie burst into laughter.
"Teacher Chang, that's right. According to my observation, at this position, you only need to touch it with an ultrasonic bone knife, and the entire bone can be broken in the middle of this point without having to cut it again. This will reduce the damage to the patient and save surgical time." Xie Wanying said.
Several people were communicating on the operating table. Cao Yong and others were tiptoeing around the periphery. When they heard her speech, they couldn't help but look at the surgical field she was pointing to.
The ultrasonic bone knife was held in Chang Jiawei's hand. Neither his hand nor the blade moved, like a sculpture.
How steady one holds a scalpel can be used to measure a surgeon's technical level. It can be seen that no matter how Chang Jiawei's private life is, he is a spinal surgeon with the characteristics of a neurosurgeon, and his hands must be very steady and he can keep them steady.
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