"Senior Brother Song is too powerful!"

"It's a name well deserved!"

"What else can I say to be recognized as a genius by the Six Courtyards of the Demon Capital."

"God-like operation."

The movement of the hand is very stable, the second blood vessel starts, and each stitch is in place at one time, without repeating. Like the first one, the second vessel was successfully anastomosed.

Director Han had a smile on his face.

The next nerve anastomosis, tendon anastomosis, and skin suture were completed quickly for Song Zimo, just like a performance. Thumb surgery is done and replantation of the index finger begins.

The blood vessels of the index finger are worse than those of the thumb, the wall of the tube is not only thinner, but also very brittle, Song Zimo carefully threaded the needle, but the position was not good, and he took out the needle, adjusted the tip of the needle, and re-pierced, and the position was barely OK.

The needle was intended to enter the wall of the tube at the other end, but an accident happened, and the thread that had entered tore the wall of the blood vessel, opening a small opening.

The hand was already very stable, and the movement was extremely gentle, still tearing the blood vessels.

Director Han frowned, the situation was not optimistic.

This blood vessel is too thin, the wall is extremely thin, and it is completely brittle, and the baby should be born prematurely, and the blood vessel is not yet mature.

Song Zimo put down the microscopic instrument, his eyes left the field of vision, twisted his neck, adjusted slightly, picked up the instrument again, and began to enter the field of vision.

Song Zimo didn't let Yang Ping cut the thread, so Yang Ping didn't move, so he could only watch him do it and help when he needed it.

The second shot failed again, Song Zimo was unwilling, and carried out the third time, but it still failed, and every time he would open the blood vessels. This is just the blood vessels of the index finger, and the other fingers can be imagined.

"It's going to break if it's so gentle."

"I can't take it."

"Immortals can't go down to earth."

Everyone discussed carefully, and the operation reached an impasse.

Song Zimo was a little discouraged, the same kind of blood vessels have been practiced many times, and the tail artery of the newborn mice is also at ease, and he is in a good state today, and he is already extremely careful in his hands, how can he pull the blood vessel wall.

"This is a premature baby, the blood vessels are not well developed, the tube wall is thin and fragile, and the blood vessels you usually connect and practice are different. Song Zimo, you wait for me, Yang Ping, you come down and rest. Old Han got up.

He asked Yang Ping to come down, vacate his position, and prepare to take the stage himself and take Song Zimo to do it.

Song Zimo couldn't go any further, so he had to put down the equipment, leave the field of vision, put his hands in the protective bag on his chest, and wait for Director Han to come to the stage to do it.

"Mission: Clean up the mess and complete the replantation of the severed fingers of the premature baby. Reward: 2400 points. Subtitles and female voices appeared.

The quest was triggered again, and it seems that the quest will be the main line of life in the future.

"Director, I'll try, is that okay?" Yang Ping applied to Director Han, very confident and sincere.

Director Han just got up and was about to brush his hands, but when he heard Yang Ping say this, he didn't go out.

"Let him try? He's very good at microsurgery, I saw it last time. Zhang Lin was on the side to help fight for it.

Director Han thought for a moment: "Okay, you try, move slowly." ”

Director Han sat down, and the action that had stopped on the screen started again, but it was not Song Zimo's side, but Yang Ping's side.

The tweezers hold the outer membrane, and the needle carries the thread, piercing through the outer wall and exiting the inner wall, in a vertical posture, without any lateral pulling force. Then through the inner wall at the other end, and finally the outer wall out, the whole line passes smoothly, and each time you enter and exit, completely in the best posture.

Knot!

The tip of the needle holder, between the two threads, close to a thread, is beautifully wound and clamps the end of the thread.

A beautiful knot is knotted, and the two fractures are firmly and lightly close together!

Hit two more! Exactly three knots.

Cut the thread!

Song Zimo stared at the screen and forgot to help cut the thread, and the surgeon cut the thread himself.

The second stitch is being sutured, and the movement is very light, so there is no need to worry about pulling the blood vessel wall.

Why is he so powerful? Song Zimo couldn't believe it.

Director Han carefully and completely finished the sutures of the second stitch, touched his chin, and turned his head: "Yang Ping, change positions with Song Zimo, continue--"

The microscope has two pairs of eyepieces, one for the chief knife and one for the assistant, and now Yang Ping is sitting in the assistant's position, and Director Han asked him to change to the position of the chief knife, so that the operation is more comfortable and convenient.

The two men swapped places and the operation continued.

Su Yixuan just wanted to stop and rest, but immediately cheered up to deliver the equipment at any time.

Stitched a needle and tied a knot, Yang Ping put down the microscopic tweezers in his left hand without twisting his head, and the microscopic scissors were delivered to the palm of his hand where he was within reach.

Get the microscissors, cut the thread.

Moving on, the microshears in the left hand were replaced with microscopic forceps again.

Song Zimo didn't know whether to participate or not, so he had no idea for a while.

2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th, 6th--

Old Han held back the breath he was about to exhale, and tried to let it out slowly.

There was no sound in the operating room, only the sound of the anesthesia machine whirring and breathing. Tian Yuan and Fang Yan sat on another operating table, their hands in the protective bag on their chests. Also began to look at the screen.

The big screen next door gathered a lot of people, and those young doctors and interns gathered in front of the screen.

"No, it doesn't seem that Senior Brother Song is doing it!"

"Director Han!"

Someone looked through the glass.

"Director Han didn't go on, it's the newcomer, Dr. Yang."

"He's so good? More powerful than Senior Brother Song. ”

They whispered, not daring to make too much noise, despite being separated by a wall.

In this operation, the stitch distance margin is very standard. Whenever the last stitch of the blood vessel is anastomized, the lumen is tightly sutured and butted, if it were not for the blue thread and the slightly eversion interface, no one would think that this is a broken blood vessel.

None of the needles stretched the walls of the blood vessels, and none of the needles needed to be repeated.

Song Zimo's various dissatisfactions in his heart at this time were like dark clouds after the rain, which began to slowly dissipate, replacing them with natural surprise, it was impossible for him to do this.

Is this what genius is called? Is this the case with the true geniuses of this world? Song Zimo always thought that he was a genius, but now he understands that he is just a pseudo-genius, but he is just a little more powerful than ordinary people.

When Song Zimo was studying for a master's degree, he trained in microsurgery, and received 100 mouse tails, with a 100% survival rate, and the speed was also the fastest among the doctors who participated in the training at that time.

He independently performed the first case of finger amputation and replantation, which reached the average level of hand surgery in the Sixth Hospital of the Demon Capital at that time, and he survived smoothly.

At this time, several doctors also came to the classroom after the operation, and everyone stared at the screen.

OMG! Is that the video of the surgery now? Finger amputation can do this.

This is Director Han doing it, she hasn't seen Director Han do a broken finger replantation for a long time.

Turning his head to look, no, it was Song Zimo and Yang Ping, but Song Zimo seemed to have his hand in the protective bag on his chest and didn't move. That's that Yang Ping.

Director Han swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and for a long time it seemed like something was plugged in his throat.