Chapter 1942 【1942】Does It Make Sense

What is the situation?

Cao Yong took the lead and approached the operating table. The rest followed behind him.

"No no no."

This voice belongs to classmate Xie.

The group of people who came here almost mistakenly thought that she was the teacher here. Student Xie's tone was like a commander giving instructions.

"Move the tip of the knife down a little bit, not vertically or parallelly, but at an angle of 30 degrees in the lower left corner, about 2 millimeters."

Thirty degree angle, 2 mm?

One by one, they slammed on the brakes, stopping their feet, if they were frightened.

Zhang Tinghai rubbed his chest unconsciously, and suddenly understood why Chang Jiawei, a chatterbox, stopped talking.

How can the movement requirement of two millimeters at a thirty-degree angle be met? It all sounds scary. Like moving under a microscope. Does it make sense to move such a small distance?

Dr. Liu blew a few breaths of hot air through the nose behind the surgical mask, and unconsciously realized that he was sweating, and the hot sweat on his cheeks adhered to the surgical mask. Where does this kind of pressure on him and the surgeon come from? He seems to have figured it out, but he doesn't quite understand: He asked classmate Xie to help supervise and check the monitoring data to assist the surgeon to determine the location of the knife. Unexpectedly, he accepted Xie, who had completed the task, and his seriousness in carrying it out directly forced the two teachers to sweat.

How serious is it that a real person can issue a movement instruction at an angle of two millimeters and thirty degrees.

It can only be said that Xie’s one tendon is that it is better to see than to hear. After seeing it with his own eyes and experiencing it with his own eyes, it makes people feel that he is about to urge him to go to the 10-meter diving platform, and his heart is beating non-stop.

Taking two more breaths, Dr. Liu held down his heartbeat, and saw that Chang Jiawei, who was opposite him, did not make a sound to reprimand others.

Not to mention that Zhang Tinghai thought the surgeon was strange, it was the first time Dr. Liu found out that Chang Jiawei was abnormal during the operation for the first time.

The angle of 30 degrees is two millimeters. The general teacher will definitely go crazy when he hears this: What are you talking about? Are you playing with the teacher?

"Hmm -" Chang Jiawei gave a deep response in his throat, which was very different from his usual casual tone.

Dr. Liu was surprised. Could it be that the chief surgeon was really considering this wonderful proposal of 2mm at a 30-degree angle.

"Tell me, why did you move like this?" Chang Jiawei asked the question in a very calm and solemn voice at the moment.

This playboy suddenly seemed to have forgotten that he was talking to a girl, and his name was no longer Yingying, and his demeanor was serious and rigorous.

The teacher wanted to talk about academics, and student Xie burst out with enthusiasm.

"Mr. Chang, it's like this. According to my observation, just touch this position with an ultrasonic bone knife, and the whole bone can be broken from the middle of this point, and you don't need to cut it again, so the damage to the patient will be reduced." It is small and saves operation time." Xie Wanying said.

Several people on the operating table were communicating, and Cao Yong and the others who came quietly from the outside heard her speech and couldn't help but look at the surgical field she was pointing at.

The ultrasonic bone knife was held in Chang Jiawei's hand, and neither his hand nor the knife head moved, like a sculpture.

Whether or not the scalpel is held firmly, and to what extent, can measure the skill level of a surgeon. It can be seen that no matter what the reputation of Chang Jiawei's daily private life is, he is a spinal surgeon after all, and he also has the characteristics of a neurosurgeon. His hands are very steady and he must be steady and steady.