565: C565 I Think There's a Problem

C565 I Think There's a Problem

Although he didn't know why he was staring at her, if he didn't put it in his heart, then how would he size her up?

When the door to the operating room opened, the nurse came in with the patient.

Several nurses and nurses moved the patient onto the operating table, demonstrating that the operation was about to begin.

"We will now begin the oesophagectomy and reconstructive surgery." The surgeon's deep voice carried through the radio to the observation room.

The observation room became even quieter. Everyone swallowed their saliva as they watched the operation table.

The anesthetist reported on the patient's condition.

The main surgeon nodded. "First, cut five areas on the right side of the chest …"

Someone in the observation room had already started covering their mouths and staring, as if ready to run away.

"Insert the chest mirror."

Soon the surgeon was ready for the removal of the viscera.

If you look closely at his technique, you stare intently at the operating table under the glass.

Ye Zichen couldn't help but sigh in admiration, this doctor's skills are truly not bad.

"Now move the stomach tube."

The sound of retching could be heard. Many people could not bear the sight and fell down while leaning on the glass wall.

As the surgery progressed, only three students remained standing among the freshmen, and Xiao Yue, who was not a freshman, remained.

"Make sure the stomach tube is sewn."

So far, the operation has been perfect, and after the confirmation, the incision has been restitched and the operation has been completed.

Suddenly, the chief surgeon stopped moving unnaturally.

If the eyes fell on the video on the chest mirror, after watching it for a while, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Eh?!"

The main surgeon retracted his hand, his voice hoarse. "Confirm that there are no problems, remove the needle sheath, and begin to sew up the wound."

"Yes." The device delivery nurse nodded and handed the stapler to the surgeon.

"Hey, hey, hey …" "Still not enough …" If he bent his index finger and tapped it on the glass.

The doctor at the bottom of the operating room did not hear the final stitches if there was a sound, in an orderly manner.

"The operation is complete."

The chief surgeon dropped the sewing machine, nodded to the assistant and nurse in the operating room, and left the room.

The professor who brought the T students over clapped for a few seconds, but no one agreed. He kicked the boy beside him in dissatisfaction. "Applause! It's rare to see such a brilliant operation."

Almost everyone's face was turning blue. There were even some who did not notice that the operation had ended.

No one and Professor Ying.

"How can you all learn to be a doctor like this!" the professor scolded.

If he slowly walked to the professor and said, "Professor Zhao, I think there's a problem with the operation."

The professor frowned.1

"Problem?" What problem? "Student Ru, this operation was perfect. I didn't see anything wrong with it."

"Yes …"

If he still wanted to say something, the professor suddenly raised his hand, "I know you have a good teacher, but your current qualifications are not deep enough. It is normal for you to have doubts after seeing the first demonstration surgery."

How about this, when you go back, write down your doubts and give them to me. After I finish reading them, I'll give you an answer, or give it to your teacher. Today is the first time. Alright, let's go back to school! "

Professor Zhao's attitude was a little impatient, so he casually dismissed the questions and urged the students to pack up their belongings and prepare to leave.

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