The overseas doctors on the line could no longer maintain their silence. They were asking one after another: What happened?
Who let Slavin's shouting at the scene frighten them?
A large group of people couldn't hold it in any longer and ran over to see what the doctors were writing.
When classmate Wei ran with the crowd, he thought that classmate Xie and Song Mao might have recorded the patient's symptoms. When he went there, he took a look at the others, and his eyes froze: What is this? Like classmate Pan, they had nothing to do.
Are you excited for Remy?
Ordinary people can't write music. Writing notes is just like drawing Doremy. It's very common sense for Mr. Wei to have such an idea.
The musicians were surprised: Are they doctors or musicians? How else could they write music scores?
Whether the "music scores" written by doctors are reliable or not depends on performers.
"Now let her play such a piece." Xie Wanying said, handing the music score that she and Dr. Song had discussed together to the conductor for review.
Holding the "music score", Master Slavin carefully judged it: No matter whether the music written by this doctor sounds good or not, at least the notes are not wrong, which is barely a passing grade.
Through the translator, everyone can hear what Master Slavin said this time, saying that these two people are probably top students.
The great thing about academic masters is that they can quickly learn other specialized knowledge by analogy, because academic masters have already figured out the secrets of learning, and the learning rules are universal.
Music masters are also top students, and they understand this.
Since it is a work submitted by a top student, of course you can try it.
Master Slavin handed the music score to his student, personally helped the student put it on the music stand, and asked the student: How is it?
Lin Jiayin nodded. She had successfully completed the previous few pieces of music professionally, which made her very confident in herself. She immediately raised her violin and bow. Playing music according to the music score is the basic skill of a musician, and it is extremely easy for her.
Everyone looked at her from the outside.
The first note was played accurately, but when the second, third, and fourth notes were played, there was a sudden jerk and the hand got stuck.
Her fingers holding the piano and pressing the strings were trembling.
The patient's eyes were filled with shock.
Why did she only pull less than a section and become ill?
The crowd around them screamed.
Fang Qinsu sat on the piano bench and tilted his head. He probably had the deepest understanding of Lin Jiayin's feelings at this time after she had been ill and had just been cured. Seeing the disease that had been hiding in his body for many years being caught by the doctor in its true form,
It is enough to shock their patients themselves.
In addition to the commotion at the scene, overseas people on the line also reacted.
A group of overseas doctors shouted: They were fooled, it was a test pen.
Colleagues will definitely see some of the secrets of tonight's experiment faster than laymen.
Writing music scores, finding out the notes and melody that can stimulate the patient to have an attack, etc., is a test of the electric pen. So tonight, it is said that it is about finding the disease focus, but a more accurate statement is that it should be called finding the test pen.
"We young doctors are definitely not playing tricks on you." Cao Yong refuted his colleagues meaningfully through the phone line.
I want to find this test pen. If I don’t have a certain understanding of the disease, how can I find the correct test pen? Tonight’s test pen is to directly test the diseased area, not a test and error pen.
Ah!
On the other side of the ocean where the phone line was connected, there was a sound of gasping.
It seems that the notes taken by Student Wei when he was studying Classmate Xie and Song Mao are slightly different.