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"Hey, Sanxi, wait!"

Song Sanxi turned around and said, "Director Xue, what are your plans?"

Cheng Yingxue's face turned red.

"In my opinion, there is no need for a biopsy. I believe you. Just looking at the Qi and taking the pulse can make such an accurate diagnosis. Do you still need a biopsy?"

Song Sanxi smiled and said seriously: "Xue Dao, looking at the Qi and pulse is just a judgment based on the experience of Chinese medicine. But the techniques of Western medicine are still necessary. The combination of Chinese and Western medicine can diagnose the condition more accurately. This is also for

It’s the patient’s responsibility!”

"But that's not necessary, right? I'm still a little embarrassed," Cheng Yingxue said.

It seems that he is also shy.

When Song Sanxi saw her expression, he suddenly understood something.

He smiled and said, "Director Xue, don't you still believe me? The endoscope can pass the customs perfectly and does not harm any tissue. I will still keep what you cherish and will not destroy it."

Song Yingxue has never blushed so much.

The blush on my face radiated to the root of my neck.

The voice is also too low.

"Is what you said true?"

Even though she is 34 years old, she still looks like a little girl.

She knew what Song Sanxi wanted to keep.

As a woman, I really like this.

Even if she can devote herself to medicine.

But it does not mean that the most traditional ethics in this country are gone.

In this era, although some people don't care, are bearish, and are full of impetuousness.

However, there are still people who are holding on.

Song Sanxi nodded, "Well, what I said is true. Please believe the words of a surgeon with excellent skills."

Cheng Yingxue couldn't help but smile softly.

The rosy face, the light smile, the crisp voice, a bit

Flirting your heart!

Immediately, Cheng Yingxue followed Song Sanxi to the operating room nearby.

Song Sanxi had prepared everything.

Cheng Yingxue lay down and cooperated exactly as she should.

That picture can only be imagined, not described in detail.

Faced with the indifferent and alluring smell, Song Sanxi used a medical brace to open up the unopened world.

Wearing a special headlamp allows you to see everything clearly.

The thin probe of the endoscope, with its soft and sharp caliper needle, penetrates carefully.

Penetrating a crystal-white organizational defense line.

There is a small hole in the defense line, and everything is just right.

Finally, when he reached the lesion, he saw everything about the cancer.

The tumor area is ring-shaped and green with purple inside.

It's like a flower growing on bright red tissue, as terrifying as a demon.

Of course, Song Sanxi is not afraid of it.

He has the technology to suppress it from growing.

Even, with his medical skills, he can make it gradually die and disappear.

Of course, this requires the patient's absolute cooperation.

Looking at this place where Cheng Yingxue's lover could kiss, Song Sanxi secretly made up her mind.

Soon, the caliper needle picks up a small portion of the tumor tissue.

This process takes some time.

After all, it has to be cut, gouged, and extracted.

Cheng Yingxue has a sense of touch.

It was as if the soul had been touched.

There is an inexplicable feeling of comfort in my heart.

There are no pain-sensing nerves in this lesion area.

It only has autonomic nerves.

Autonomic nerves do not feel pain, they are just stress responses and emergency responses.

Obviously, Cheng Yingxue felt stressed and very comfortable.

In fact, if she is a woman living a normal life, the autonomic nerves in the lesion area can play a greater role.

But she never showed up.

This performance is an unprecedented experience.
Chapter completed!