Cao Yong took the lead and approached the operating table. The others followed him.
"No, no."
This voice belongs to classmate Xie.
At first glance, the group of people who arrived almost mistakenly thought that she was the teacher here. Xie's tone was like a commander giving instructions.
"Move the tip of the knife down a little bit, not vertically or parallelly, but at a 30-degree angle to the lower left corner, about 2 millimeters."
Thirty degree angle, 2 mm?
One by one, they slammed on the brakes and stopped their feet, as if they were frightened.
Zhang Tinghai unconsciously rubbed his chest with his hand, and suddenly he could understand why Chang Jiawei, a talkative man, stopped talking.
How to achieve the movement requirement of two millimeters at an angle of thirty degrees? It sounds scary. It's like moving under a microscope. Does it make sense to move such a small distance?
Dr. Liu blew a few breaths of hot air through his nose behind the surgical mask. He realized that he was sweating unconsciously, and the hot sweat on his cheeks adhered to the surgical mask. Where did this pressure on him and the surgeon come from?
Come on, he seemed to have figured it out but not quite: he asked classmate Xie to help supervise and check the monitoring data to assist the surgeon in determining the position of the knife. What they never expected was that classmate Xie who accepted the task and his serious execution attitude directly forced them to
The two teachers were sweating profusely.
How many serious people can issue movement instructions of two millimeters and thirty degrees.
I can only say that Xie Xie’s strength is better than seeing it. After seeing it with my own eyes and experiencing it for myself, it makes me feel like I want to urge people to go up to the ten-meter diving platform, and my heart beats non-stop.
Gu Xiao took another two breaths, and Dr. Liu held down his heartbeat. Seeing that Chang Jiawei on the opposite side did not make any sound to instruct anyone.
Not to mention that Zhang Tinghai thought the surgeon was strange, it was the first time that Dr. Liu discovered that Chang Jiawei was unusually abnormal during the operation.
An angle of 30 degrees and two millimeters. Normally, a teacher will go crazy when he hears this: What did you say? Are you kidding the teacher?
"Well -" Chang Jiawei responded with a deep voice in his throat, which was very different from his usual casual tone.
Dr. Liu was surprised. Could it be that the surgeon was really considering this weird proposal of 30 degrees and 2 millimeters?
"Tell me, why are you moving like this?" Chang Jiawei asked the question in a very calm and solemn voice.
This playboy suddenly seemed to have forgotten that he was talking to a girl, no longer named Yingying, and his demeanor showed a serious and rigorous academic air.
The teacher wanted to talk about academics, and Xie burst out with enthusiasm.
"Teacher Chang, it's like this. According to my observation, just touch it with the ultrasonic osteotome at this position, and the entire bone can be disconnected from this point. There is no need to cut again, and the damage to the patient will be reduced.
It is small and saves operation time." Xie Wanying said.
Several people were communicating on the surgical stage. Cao Yong and the others, who were walking quietly from the outside, heard her speech and couldn't help but cast their eyes on the surgical field she pointed to.
The ultrasonic osteotome was held in Chang Jiawei's hand. Neither his hand nor the blade moved, like a sculpture.
Whether or not the scalpel is held stably and to what extent can be used to measure the technical level of a surgeon. It can be seen that no matter what the reputation of Chang Jiawei's daily private life is, he is a spine surgeon after all.
He has the characteristics of a neurosurgeon, his hands are very steady and he must be steady and steady.
