"But, how can I overcome the trauma?"

"It is a very curious question whether the guy who aspires to become a cat in order to escape the great mental pressure can overcome the trauma."

There is nothing to say today: "......" I am not Bu Chuxing!

"But......" Yu Yi said, "if you want to keep that memory, then I'll obey your wishes." ”

"Thank you, meow." I tilted my head slightly and smiled.

"Don't get me wrong, because I charge the same amount of money from the patient for the operation, so I try to prioritize the patient's will as much as possible, and that's it." You Yi scratched the tip of his nose stupidly.

Although it was only for a moment, You Yi looked as if he was embarrassed, and he smiled secretly in his heart again.

"From now on, the removal of the tumor in the center of the phantom star is about to be performed." With a serious expression on his face, You Yi picked up the metal syringe filled with silver liquid.

"In the operation of the central part of the ghostly star, the most difficult thing to grasp is the loss of consciousness when cutting off the transmission vein, and the vast majority of failed cases are due to excessive loss of consciousness."

It is said that the liquid in the syringe is what holds the consciousness in place.

As if to sandwich a tumor in the middle, the throttle clamps the ends of the tumor-bearing transmission line and then administers an injection.

"How's that working?"

"The consciousness near your trauma is condensed by the action of the coagulant. With this effect, the loss of consciousness can be kept to a minimum. ”

The free cymbal grabbed the tumor with forceps, pulled it open, and then pointed at it with the smallest scalpel.

In the blink of an eye, with a stroke of the scalpel, the red tumor was cleanly separated from the transmission vein.

You Yi put the tumor on a plate on a trolley, "It will disappear immediately." ”

After a few seconds, as he said, the tumor dissolved like ice cream on the plate, and finally disappeared with a puff of hot air.

When he thought that the operation should be over, Yu Yi was stunned while looking at the cross-cutting of the veins.

"What's wrong, meow?"

"The tumor has spread to the transmission veins."

Looking closely at the place indicated by the tourist, it is true that the transmission veins near the root of the tumor have also turned slightly pink.

"Now that it's spreading, we'll have to cut off part of the transmission vein."

"Is it going to be hard, meow?"

"It's not difficult to remove, but it's very difficult to connect the severed transmission veins. However, it was not difficult for me. ”

While boasting casually, Yu Yi picked up the coil from the trolley.

Using forceps to pick up the front of the thread, he tied the surrounding and problematic transmission veins to the tumorous part.

Thanks to his ability to use tweezers to tie knots so quickly, he admires You Yi, "You seem to be very good at sewing." ”

Instead of responding, the cymbal uses tweezers to grip the transmission veins and cut off the network that has turned red near the normal part.

I understand that the reason why I tied up the transmission vein with a wire just now was to prevent it from falling when it was cut off.

Similarly, the free cymbals also use tweezers to clamp the front of the left and right sides of the transmission vein, and then cut off.

The transmission veins that had turned red were placed in the tray like tumors, and two of them were severed, which were tied to the other transmission veins and swirled in the air.

"In order to increase your knowledge, I will kindly teach you." The free cymbal uses tweezers to hold the transmission vein, so that the present can see the cross-section.

When I looked at the probe today, I saw a liquid as thick as a paste flowing out of the cross-section.