While she was watching others operate, the two senior students observed her, probably still wondering how she had tied the knot with her eyes closed in the office just now.
"Wang Zhaohan, focus on what you are doing." The resident doctor shouted to the candidate.
The boy's palms were sweating with nervousness. He was using tweezers to grasp the suture thread on the wound. His fingers trembled and the tweezers shook with them.
Fortunately, the stitches were on the scalp, so the patient couldn’t see his head or his hands shaking, otherwise he would have been frightened.
Pick up the stitches. If the hand holding the thread cutter shakes, the scissors will hurt your scalp. The boy's nose is covered with sweat.
The more nervous you are, the more your hands shake.
Snap, snap, snap. It took me three tries to finally cut the thread. I used tweezers to pull out the cut thread, but it was too late. The tweezers couldn't even be used anymore. They were too weak.
The resident doctor tapped his pen on the score paper, knowing that it was over. He wondered if this guy would be able to stop shaking after graduation. Basically, more than half of medical students who shake their hands when they are nervous are predicted to be unsuitable for surgery.
If it is a psychological problem, it can be solved by adjusting your mindset, but adjusting your psychological mindset is the most difficult.
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Cao Yong and Huang Zhilei looked at the boy and felt that this was the normal behavior of a medical student.
In contrast, their junior sister Xie Wanying was tying a surgical knot with her eyes closed. Her hands wouldn't even shake if the sky fell, let alone shake. What was going on? The two of them couldn't figure it out.
The boy on the other end was so nervous that he was about to faint.
Cao Yong turned to his junior sister and said, "You've seen him operate, do you want to try it on his behalf?"
Only two threads were left on the wound. There are teachers watching here, don't be afraid. Xie Wanying nodded.
The boy also took a breath after hearing this, stepped aside, wiped his sweat, and calmed down. He knew that she was an intern and probably wouldn't do any practical exercises. He felt that the teacher was trying to buy him some rest time.
Xie Wanying, who took over the job, put on a mask and sterile gloves, took the tweezers and wire cutters from the boy's hand, walked to the side of the patient, and carefully looked at the condition of the wound.
Her posture made others feel that she was a little confused. The seniors present could understand this because she was an apprentice and probably had not learned it before, but had just watched it.
No one expected that after she looked at the wound for a few dozen seconds, she suddenly turned around, temporarily put the tweezers and wire cutters back into the sterile curved tray, dipped a cotton swab in saline, and re-moistened the wound, carefully moistening several places.
The boy who was taking the exam looked up and saw her action, and was very surprised. Looking back at the clinical teachers, the expressions of the teachers were different.
After lubricating, Xie Wanying turned around and threw the cotton swab into the trash can covered with a yellow trash bag. Others thought, I don't know who told her that this was where medical waste was thrown, which showed that she had the concept of sterile zoning.
She picked up the tweezers and thread cutters again. This time, it was very easy to pull up the thread with the tweezers. After all, all the blood stuck to the thread had been wiped off with the cotton swab and saline solution.
The sound of the scissors cutting the thread is a pleasant one to hear.
In the last step, the tweezers pulled out the remaining thread, as fast as lightning. The patient didn't even frown, and felt nothing.
In less than a few seconds, she had untied all the remaining threads.
The boys taking the exam felt a chill down their spine when they saw her perform the operation.
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