"From now on, we will cooperate with the surgeon to complete the next operation as we agreed before. This is very important for you, and the doctor has explained it to you in detail before. You just need to follow my instructions."
As he said this, Tao Zhijie raised his head again, ready to confirm the timing of cooperation with the surgeon.
Pan had been arranged to act as a bridge before this matter. After all, the surgeon was busy, and if the surgeon was asked to take some time to do this, it would be a step behind. At this time, it would be best to have someone who could understand the surgeon's mind to cooperate, and there was no need to remind him to cooperate in zero seconds.
To put it bluntly, Dr. Song didn't want to be asked to think about his brain by this guy.
Student Pan didn't want to touch the cat's brain either.
Fortunately, Dr. Tong had already hinted that the navigator of this operation was Dr. Xie, so Pan only needed to watch Dr. Xie's reaction.
When it came to such a critical stage, there were suddenly three assistants on the operating table, and almost all the staff were on duty.
The multimedia conference room had long been silent, because no one knew how the next operation would proceed. Two tumors, and mixed tumors, it was unclear how to completely remove them.
Another camera records the patient's movements.
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What the doctor asked the patient to do was to raise his hands and make violin-playing movements.
"We will play a piece of music you like, which is the soundtrack recorded for you in advance by your orchestra. You can imagine yourself returning to the orchestra as the principal and playing with the orchestra." Tao Zhijie gave the patient the task on behalf of the surgeon.
Student Pan turned around and signaled to Dr. Ou Feng, the person who was to carry out the other task.
Dr. Ou Feng and the nurse put the recorded tape into the recorder and pressed the play button.
The music begins.
The majestic music is like a surging sea, which can drown out the sound of people's breathing and make people feel suffocated.
The doctors in the multimedia conference room were collectively dumbfounded again. They actually played this kind of music, aren't they afraid that the patients will be scared to death?
Dr. Charlie's eyes widened: this was clearly a big deal. The surgeons in this country were so bold that it overturned his previous impression of this place.
What the patient does during surgery must be planned carefully in advance, which is more cautious than the experiment in the orchestra before surgery. Therefore, choosing such a piece of music cannot be said to be a big risk, but should be the safest choice.
The light in the patient's eyes lit up, and her hands waved in the air in the same manner as plucking a string to the music.
This shows that this piece of music is the patient's favorite song that the foreign experts had guessed but failed to guess.
The stimulating music in the operating room made the patient feel relaxed and excited. The other medical staff were very nervous, and the colleagues watching the operation were sweating. The pressure on the doctors performing the operation can be imagined.
The cool Dr. Tong was sweating on his forehead, not because he was too nervous or stressed, but because he was almost overwhelmed. His job was mainly to help the nurses arrange instruments for other surgeons. What he and the instrument nurses never expected was that in such a small operating room, two other assistants could actually help the main surgeon.
This is an extremely rare condition in neurosurgery.
Dr. Charlie stretched his neck so hard that he wished it could become a long stick so that he could reach into the surgical field of view. Because the monitors didn't capture the images clearly, it was simply because the surgeons moved too quickly.
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