"Did you finish the painting?" The fat man waited until the student finished painting before speaking.
"Yes, teacher!" This student's name is Wu Qisheng. He is an excellent medical genius and can be regarded as Fatty's favorite disciple.
"The painting is very beautiful." The fat man nodded, "I see that you have some talent for painting. Why don't you go out and go straight to Liu Qingchen's Chinese Painting Academy to learn painting."
Do you remember who Liu Qingchen is?
Yes, he is the famous painter who is particularly good at painting "Characters, Styles, Spring Palace" pictures.
When he traveled to Yanyun County, he was deeply attracted by the openness and prosperity of Yanyun. He went to see Ye Baiqing specifically to find a job and settled here!
Although this person is famous for his paintings, he is also a great talent, and he is definitely a famous person. Ye Baiqing must give him face.
He was hired as the deputy dean of the School of History and Humanities at the University School, where he also taught history and Chinese language and gave painting classes.
Of course, this is not a required course, it is an interest course, and there are quite a few interested students...
"Teacher, student, I..." Wu Qisheng was originally waiting for the fat man to praise him, but he was ridiculed unexpectedly, and his face turned red immediately.
"The drawing of your bloodline is obviously deviated a lot. Yes, it looks symmetrical and nice, but you have to know that medicine is not a painting! If you make a mistake in the drawing, you can correct it. You made a mistake during the operation.
A blood vessel can kill a person!" The fat man corrected his mistake with chalk.
"It seems that I'm only wrong a little bit..." Wu Qisheng defended in a low voice.
"A slight mistake can make a difference of a thousand miles! You only made a 1% mistake, but it will cause 100% harm to the patient! Although this blood vessel is very thin, if it is cut, it will still cause a large area of bleeding.
How are you going to stop the bleeding then? Once you stop the bleeding, this organ will be useless, so will you be saving people or harming them!"
"The teacher's teachings were right, but the students realized they were wrong." Wu Qisheng hurriedly asked, "But can surgery be performed here?"
"It's not enough to just know your mistake. We also need to deeply understand the seriousness of your mistake, because we are responsible for every patient! In our profession, carelessness is a taboo!" The fat man continued to reprimand with a straight face, "Penalty
Cleaning the latrine for a month will give you a long memory, so go back and sit down!"
"Yes, thank you teacher!" Wu Qisheng grinned and hurried back. He ran too fast and fell, but no one laughed this time.
"Now let's talk about the question Qisheng just raised, can surgery be performed here? Then I will simply give a case. For example, a person's here is broken and needs to be reconnected. Is this operation feasible... Everyone
Can we discuss it?" Fatty asked in a deep voice.
The students immediately spoke enthusiastically, some said it was possible, and some insisted that it was not possible. The debate was so fierce that they almost quarreled.
The fat man is quite pleased with this atmosphere. Pathology and truth are both proven, so it is normal to have disputes.
Moreover, the topic he proposed is very partial, and currently there are very few doctors involved in this field.
"All four limbs, hands and feet can be reconnected through surgery, why can't it be done here?" The fat man waited until they were almost finished arguing before coughing and speaking, "It's just that the blood vessels are thin, so it needs to be extra precise. Of course, this is also affected by many other factors.
Yes, but the surgical technique is the key. Have you done the tasks I asked last time?"
The students were in an uproar again, saying that the topic you left is too difficult, teacher, and we can't do it!
If your clever students can't do it, then I'm afraid no one can do it either.
Because the homework task the fat man left for them was extremely unbelievable. It required them to use a grinding wheel to grind the shell of a raw egg without damaging the membrane inside the eggshell...
Forget it, at least half of the students can do it.
But the fat man also asked them to make a small hole in the film wrapping the egg liquid, and then sew the hole before the egg liquid inside completely flowed out!
This is simply beyond human power!
Because as soon as the film was cut open, the egg liquid inside immediately spurted out, and it couldn't be stopped!
Unless it's cooked...
"A bunch of idiots!" Fatty couldn't help but get angry when he saw that none of them had completed their homework. "You are the stupidest students I have ever taught, bar none! You are the only ones with pig brains and big bear paws."
, you still want to enter my medical hospital? I want to overwhelm your good intentions!"
This time everyone is a little unconvinced. It’s okay for you to scold us, teacher. You scold us in every class anyway, and to be honest, the scolding this time is far less unpleasant than before. It’s probably because Teacher Qianye Ling is here.
for the sake of...
But you have to be justified in scolding people. The homework you left for me is simply impossible to complete!
It doesn’t work if it’s a human being, and it doesn’t work if it’s a god.
"Hey, you are still not convinced after scolding you two times?" The fat man became even more angry when he saw that everyone was dissatisfied, "It's such a simple little technique, you are so stupid that you can't do it, but you have the nerve to find an excuse? What do you mean, you can't do it even though you're a human? I
I ask you if they are human beings?"
The students remained silent about this, saying in their hearts, Teacher, of course you are not a human being, you are a god...sent to humiliate us.
Immediately, a female student brought an egg to the podium, made a face at the fat man, and ran away.
"Competition." Fatty said loudly, "Is it competition?"
The students remained silent again, saying to themselves that we are not competing, we just want to see if Teacher can do it?
If you can't even do it, but you force us to do it, and call us pigs, it makes no sense...
"I came here in a hurry and didn't bring a scalpel with me...Thank you, Wu Qisheng!" As the fat man said it, Wu Qisheng immediately rushed up and respectfully held his small scalpel to the fat man with both hands.
"Teacher, I still have this." The frustrated female student ran up and handed over a small grinding wheel, then turned around and tried to escape again.
"What's your name?" The fat man stopped her.
"Reply to the teacher, student Ai Lingxiu!" the girl said hurriedly.
"Hmph, that's a good name, but I don't think you're very smart either." The fat man was very polite to the female student, but he didn't say anything nice either.
"Then I am also a student taught by the teacher himself." Ai Lingxiu said.
"You know how to talk!" Fatty said happily, "Come here and grab the egg for me, lift it higher so that these idiots can see clearly!"
In front of everyone, the fat man didn't use the grinding wheel at all. He just reached out and flicked the eggshell, and then moved his fingers together to peel off all the eggshell in an instant, leaving only a trembling film completely wrapped in egg liquid.
Picking up Wu Qisheng's scalpel, he carefully stretched it towards the egg membrane under the sunlight.
Hundreds of people in the church, including Qianye Ling, all held their breath, because the moment to witness the miracle was coming...
But suddenly she heard Ai Lingxiu scream, and the egg membrane in her hand burst open, and the egg liquid inside spurted out, all over her head and face!