What happened?
The overseas doctors who were connected to the phone could no longer remain silent and kept asking one after another: What happened?
It was Slevin who frightened them by shouting and screaming at the scene.
A large group of people couldn't hold it in any longer and ran over to see what the doctors were writing.
As Wei followed the others, he thought that maybe Xie and Song Mao were recording the patient's symptoms. When he got there, he looked at it with the others and was stunned: What is this? Are they drawing Doremy like Pan?
How can ordinary people write music? Writing notes is just like drawing Doremi. It is very reasonable for Wei to have such an idea.
The musicians were surprised: Are they doctors or musicians? Otherwise, how could they write music?
Whether the "music score" written by the doctor is reliable requires the help of a performer.
"Let her play a piece of music like this now." Xie Wanying said, handing the music score that she and Dr. Song had agreed on to the conductor for review.
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Holding the "music score", Master Slavin carefully examined it: no matter whether the song written by this doctor is good or not, at least the note is not wrong, and it can be considered to be passing.
Through the translation, everyone can hear that what Master Slevin was mumbling this time has become that these two people are probably academic masters.
The strength of top students lies in the fact that they can quickly learn other specialized knowledge by analogy, because they have already figured out the tricks of learning, and the learning rules are universal.
Music masters are also academic masters, they understand this.
Since it is a work submitted by a top student, it is natural to give it a try.
Master Slavin handed the music score to his student, personally put it on the music stand for the student, and asked the student: How is it?
Lin Jiayin nodded. She had successfully and professionally completed the previous few songs, which made her very confident. She immediately picked up the violin and bow. Playing music according to the score is a basic skill for musicians, and it was extremely easy for her.
Everyone was looking at her from the outside.
I played the first note accurately, but when I was playing the second, third, and fourth notes, there was a sudden stop and my hand got stuck.
Her fingers were trembling as she pressed the strings of the guitar.
Shock filled the patient's own eyes.
Why did she get sick after only pulling for less than a section?
The crowd around them shouted loudly.
Fang Qinsu sat on the piano bench with his head tilted. Having just recovered from an illness, he probably understood Lin Jiayin's feelings the most. The moment he saw the doctor catch the true form of the disease that had troubled him for many years and hidden in his body, it was enough to shock the patients themselves.
In addition to the ** on the scene, there were reactions from people overseas who were connected via the internet.
A group of overseas doctors started shouting: They were fooled, it was the tester.
Colleagues will certainly be able to see some of the mysteries of tonight's experiment faster than laymen.
Writing music scores, finding the notes and melodies that can stimulate the patient to have an attack, etc., is definitely the test pen. So tonight we said we were looking for the lesion, but it would be more accurate to say that we were looking for the test pen.
"We young doctors definitely didn't fool you." Cao Yong refuted his colleagues meaningfully over the phone.
How can I find the right test pen if I don't have a certain understanding of the lesion? Tonight's test pen can directly find the lesion area when it is tested, not a test pen.
Oh!
There was a sound of gasps from the other side of the ocean where the telephone line was connected.
It seems that Wei's notes on studying Xie and Song Mao are slightly different.
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