Although the fruit knife is just a means to hide from others, the position where it falls is still very particular.
This location is the meridian point closest to the tumor.
True Qi can only circulate in the meridians. Once it breaks away from the meridians, the trauma caused will be no less than a scalpel.
Then, Ye Feng climbed up step by step.
His hand rested on the handle of the fruit knife.
A trace of true energy seeped into it.
The true energy enters the meridians of the sick body along the fruit knife.
His true energy is like substance, and can be soft or hard.
When it is strong, it is as sharp as a scalpel; when it is gentle, it can nourish the wound, and the vitality contained in it can make the wound heal very quickly.
The next moment.
Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes.
Soon the infuriating energy touched the location of the schwannoma.
resection!
Follow his thoughts.
This true energy suddenly condensed and became extremely sharp.
The location of the tumor is so tricky that it is almost glued to the nerves and arteries.
Wrapped in a trace of true energy, as the true energy condensed, it was detached from the nerves almost instantly.
It’s so accurate that it’s shocking!
at the same time.
In other operating rooms, the situation continued.
"Blood, I need type A blood, right now!"
"The patient is bleeding heavily and I need an assistant."
"What the hell kind of disease is this? How could the tumor grow in this location?"
The doctor kept screaming.
More than half of the patients have problems.
Or the artery was injured during the resection.
Or it may adhere to nerves, endangering the life of the patient.
But once you ask for help, it is equivalent to being eliminated from the competition.
Soon, these sick bodies with problems were sent to the hospital for rescue.
On the field, there were only five micro-operating rooms with lights on.
At this time, the scene on the screen wandered among the five operating rooms.
Among them, the doctors from Qiao and Ying countries were the calmest.
Move the scalpel little by little.
Most of the schwannoma has been removed.
But at this moment, Ye Feng suddenly pulled out a fruit knife.
A tiny sarcoma appeared in his hand.
He glanced at it casually and put it in a container aside.
Then, he controlled his true energy and kept lingering near the wound.
A strong vitality burst out from the true energy.
The skin at the wound site is constantly squirming.
If you observe with a microscope, you will find that cells are constantly proliferating and differentiating to repair wounds.
It only takes a few minutes.
The knife edge disappeared.
Not even a scar!
Withdrawing his true energy, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and pressed the operating room light.
The lights go out and the operation is complete!
After the lights went out, Ye Feng was the first to walk out of the operating room.
But the audience looked at him in astonishment.
Afterwards, the foreign spectators burst into laughter.
"Look, this is the medical god of Yan Kingdom. Has he finally given up?"
"I'm very curious whether the sick body is still alive, or was it cut to death by his fruit knife?"
"The God of Medicine in the Yan Kingdom is a joke!"
The audience in Yan Kingdom had ugly expressions on their faces and looked at Ye Feng with resentment.
Wouldn't it be so embarrassing if I didn't participate in the competition?
Why didn't you give up earlier?
"Where are the judges?"
"The operation is complete, why don't you come and judge?"
Ye Feng looked at the judges' table and said with a frown.
Finished?
The audience couldn't help but burst into laughter.
The judges from various countries came up reluctantly.
But not before they got close.
The door to the operating room opened.
The patient pushed open the door and walked out.
What?!
In an instant, the auditorium exploded.
Patients with this disease have sensory and movement disorders caused by schwannoma.
Once the tumor is removed, most people can regain their mobility.
Since the patient can walk, doesn't it mean that the operation was successful?
Surgery with a fruit knife?
This is really unheard of!
Several referees also trembled and trotted over in a hurry.
He studied the surgical site of the patient for a while.
After five or six minutes, several referees came out.
Their expressions were strange.
"After inspection by the referee, the operation was successful."
boom!
The auditorium completely exploded.
"How is this possible? How can it be successful with a fruit knife?"
"Cheating, definitely cheating."
"We protest."
The foreign audience stood up excitedly, clenched their fists and roared.
Han Xueyi's beautiful eyes widened and she clenched Jiang Ruowei's hand.
"Successful, he really succeeded."
Jiang Ruowei quickly supported her.
"Sister Xueyi, don't get excited, be careful baby..."
Backcourt.
The group leader and other doctors from the Yan Kingdom looked at the big screen in astonishment.
"What the hell is going on?"
The leader frowned and asked.
Those utensils were soaked in medicinal liquid brewed from the rare recipe of Changsheng Palace.
He personally inspected it and couldn't detect the smell of medicine at all.
Why did Ye Feng finally switch to using a fruit knife? Did he realize it?
I just used a fruit knife and the surgery was successful!
The eyes of the other doctors were also full of doubts.
Then, they looked at the few Western doctors in the team.
But these few people also didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Using a fruit knife to perform surgery is beyond our knowledge..."
One of the Western doctors said with a wry smile.
But no matter what, Ye Feng won this game!
When the doctors from Qiao and Ying came out, they swayed twice after hearing the news.
The look he looked at Ye Feng was full of viciousness.
They put in a lot of effort, but in the end, they lost to the Yan Kingdom.
Lost to the guy who used a fruit knife to perform surgery!
This is simply a shame!
The spectators in the Yan Kingdom were forgetful and roared.
"Ye Feng, the well-deserved god of medicine."
"Gold medal, Yanguo's first gold medal was born."
"Who said Western medicine in Yanguo is not good?"
"..."
Qiao Guo Lounge.
The group leader squinted his eyes and stared at the screen.
"Chinese doctor, have you seen clearly?"
He asked an old man behind him.
"The fruit knife is just a cover."
"It should be that a more advanced cutting method was used."
"And the stitching is also perfect, which is very difficult for us to achieve."
The old man frowned and said.
The leader's face looked a little ugly.
"So, we won't have a chance in the next surgery?"
The words just fell.
Ryan smiled and shook his head.
"When it comes to surgery, who do we, Qiao Guo, have to be afraid of?"
"Just compete as planned."
"I just want to see if he is really capable or just opportunistic."
The group leader hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.
"That's fine, the competition has just begun anyway, so why mess up the situation."
"And the second test is not that simple."
Amidst the fierce cheers from the audience, Ye Feng came to the podium.
The award ceremony for the first gold medal is still very meaningful.
Watching the national flag of Yan country rising slowly.
Listening to the passionate national anthem, Ye Feng's mood also agitated.
After the awards were given, he returned to the backcourt.
Although Yan Guo won the first gold medal.
But the atmosphere in the team was not enthusiastic.
Even when Ye Feng returned, only Zhao Guohua and Li Nan came to greet him warmly.
"Doctor Ye, you are really amazing. You can even win a gold medal with this."
Zhao Guohua said excitedly.
Li Nan was also so excited that he nodded repeatedly.
"snort."
Before Ye Feng could speak, a cold snort came from behind him.
The leader came up with a few doctors from Changsheng Palace with a cold face.
"Ye Feng, don't forget, you are competing on behalf of Yan Country."
"Isn't it insulting to a big country to engage in these sensational tactics?"
