Although the people present, except the old man, have all seen surgery, they have never seen such a "violent" surgical method. Before cutting, they would compare it repeatedly and cut slowly. Zhang Fan's
This is the first time they have met.
The reason why Zhang Fan cut in so quickly was not because Zhang Fan's hand was light or heavy, but because Zhang Fan was completely sure.
After the knife was removed, something even more surprising happened to everyone. When the knife was cutting, the wound was covered with blood. When the knife was actually removed, the blood at the location where the blood was covered solidified in an instant.
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After practicing medicine for so many years, this is the first time we have seen such a thing.
Zhang Fan used his true energy to burn the blood into scabs in an instant, which was equivalent to a hemostat.
The next moment, Zhang Fan moved the knife heavily, and a piece of the old lady's head was cut open again. Just like last time, the blood solidified in an instant.
At this time, everyone present was a little confused. They really couldn't figure out how Zhang Fan did it.
Chang Guangrong and Wu Haiquan couldn't help but look at each other. At the same time, Wu Haiquan's heart sank slightly, and a sense of crisis arose in his heart.
Then, I saw Zhang Fan's hand exerted force again, and with a sharp twist, a scalp as big as the mouth of a three-two-cup cup was rotated away together with the skull. Moreover, there was still no trace of blood at the wound location.
Zhang Fan placed the scalp-sized skull together with the scalp on the iron plate. Everyone looked at the skull and felt as if there were lice crawling in their hearts.
The old man's face was full of worry. Under such circumstances, he couldn't help but feel a little at a loss and didn't know what to do!
"Give me a flashlight." Zhang Fan looked at the attending doctor and said.
Hearing Qin Zhangfan's words, the attending doctor quickly handed the flashlight to Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan took the flashlight and shined it directly along the hole on the top of the old lady's head.
Zhang Fan only saw the old lady's white brain covered with red capillaries.
After looking at the old lady's head for a while, Zhang Fan nodded slightly, "If this thing is further out, I can save some trouble."
After saying that, Zhang Fan inserted the knife in his hand along the hole on the old lady's head and into the old lady's head.
At this moment, Wu Haiquan narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a cold light flashing in his eyes. He hoped in his heart that Zhang Fan would kill the old lady directly with this knife, so that all his goals would be achieved.
Ma Zhiyong, Bai Ruixiang, the attending doctor, and the old man all held their breaths nervously. They were afraid that Zhang Fan would kill the old lady with one blow.
Just when Zhang Fan's knife was about to come into contact with the tumor in the old lady's head, he slowly raised his head and glanced at Wu Haiquan.
Wu Haiquan snorted disdainfully.
Zhang Fan lowered his head and shook his wrist slightly. The tumor growing in the gap between the brain was cut off by Zhang Fan. The knife in Zhang Fan's hand took advantage of the situation and removed the tumor from the old lady's head.
Come out and put it on the iron plate.
The tumor was bright red in color and was about the size of two soybean grains, just like a grain of meat.
After Zhang Fan finished doing this, he
He did not stop the movement of his hand, but made a finger gesture. The next moment, he heard a soft cry from the old lady's mouth.
Although others couldn't see it, Zhang Fan saw that all the anger in the old lady's body rushed towards the old lady's head. When the anger came into contact with the wound where the tumor was cut out in the old lady's head, the location made a hissing sound.
The squeaking sound was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
All this happened inside the old lady's head, and no one present saw it.
Seeing Zhang Fan pinching his fingers, a touch of disdain appeared on Wu Haiquan's face again, and he said sarcastically: "What is the dean doing here? Are you playing monkey?"
From Wu Haiquan's point of view, Zhang Fan was trying to please others by grandstanding. Even if the tumor in the old lady's head was cut out, it would definitely damage her nerves and the old lady would definitely die.
Ma Zhiyong and Bai Ruixiang glanced coldly at Wu Haiquan who was speaking.
After Zhang Fan felt that the old lady's wound had healed and nerves and capillaries had grown back, Zhang Fan pressed the skull that had been cut off from the old lady's head back to its original position, and then mobilized the old lady's vitality again.
Gather on the top of the head to repair the wound on the old lady's head.
After about five minutes, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, then walked to the old lady and pulled out all the silver needles from the old lady's body.
When Zhang Fan pulled out the last silver needle from the old lady's body, Wu Haiquan said angrily: "Vice President Zhang, you are so awesome. Can you just put the skull in its original position and be done with it? You are too hasty.
You don't even have the most basic suturing skills, so you still have to leave a complete body for the old lady!"
In Wu Haiquan's opinion, the old lady was already dead, and Zhang Fan did not sew up the old lady's body completely.
"Vice President Wu, what you said is a little unreasonable. The old lady is not dead. Are you trying to curse her? In addition, I have connected this skull to the old lady's head. You just didn't see it.
That's all." Zhang Fan said while putting the silver needle into the cloth bag.
Since Zhang Fan opened the old lady's head from the top of the head, and the old lady's head was under the wall, no one present could see what the old lady's head looked like now.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Wu Haiquan and Chang Guangrong looked at each other, and Ma Zhiyong and Bai Ruixiang also looked at each other.
I saw that everyone present seemed to have reached some kind of agreement and gathered in the direction of the old lady's head.
When they saw the top of the old lady's head, everyone including the old man had a look of horror in their eyes.
This...how is this possible?
This is the first thought that comes to everyone's mind.
Because, they saw that the old lady's head was very smooth at this time, without a single scar. However, they had just seen that the flesh and bones on the old lady's head had been cut off by Zhang Fan. Why was there no change now?
Even Ma Zhiyong and Bai Ruixiang, who had been very close to Zhang Fan, looked surprised. After all, they had never seen Zhang Fan display such a skill!
After about ten minutes, everyone present calmed down.
Wu Haiquan looked at the signs that the old lady hadn't woken up yet, touched the artery in the old lady's neck, and then said: "What can you do if you use this blind trick? But although the old lady is not dead, she still hasn't woken up!"