Since something someone painted caused a big shot like Zhang Huayao to stretch his neck, other people saw this and hurried in to follow and find out.
Cao Dong and Li Chengyuan who were standing at the door were not afraid of Mr. Zhang. When they came in, they stood directly behind her and looked at her paintings.
The teachers did not give permission. Pan Shihua, Lin Hao and the others did not dare to step into the office at will. They could only stretch their heads in a hurry and quickly turn into a goose-neck song.
Ren Chongda and Teacher Chen were half sitting and half squatting.
Teacher Chen asked Teacher Ren: Have your students seen membrane lung disease?
This?! Ren Chongda absolutely cannot answer.
As far as he knew, none of the students in his class had the opportunity to come into contact with membrane lung. He had never heard of membrane lung being stationed in any hospital in the capital.
What's hard to say is that classmate Xie just returned to her hometown. The top tertiary hospital in her hometown happened to have this thing, so maybe she took the opportunity to see it.
He believed that other people around him had the same doubts as him, so they watched curiously.
People at the scene were all in this state. What were the opinions of people outside the scene?
He saw that the cell phone in Li Chengyuan's hand was on a call and had not hung up.
It means that there is someone on the opposite side who is probably listening with open ears and wishes to have clairvoyance.
It should be said that the surprise of these seniors is natural. They may have seen the machine, but since their own hospital does not have this thing, it is impossible to explore it thoroughly, let alone draw a diagram of the machine here.
Therefore, they couldn't figure it out: How did Xie, a mere intern, surpass them, senior teachers and bosses, to explore membrane lung, and dare to draw machine diagrams in front of them?
A pair of very sharp and sophisticated eyes carefully scanned Xie's demeanor and the pen in her hand.
Xie Wanying's expression is slightly relaxed, her writing is cautious, and her painting speed on the paper is not hurried or slow.
All this makes her as confident as an old artist.
It seems that she really knows the machine very well.
A group of people were booing in their hearts, and it felt like they couldn't explain it.
Zhang Huayao's eyes flashed like the exposure of a camera.
To be honest, it was impossible for Xie Wanying to draw every screw in the machine, and it was not necessary. She drew it to explain it to the teachers and prove her familiarity with membrane lung. She only needed to draw the important components of the machine.
, the explanation is enough.
Such machine structure diagrams are actually found in many manuals, and you may have seen them before.
The reason why she drew a little more detail on this basis was to show off her skills in front of the teachers so that they could trust her technical confidence more.
In medicine, it is very necessary and pragmatic for doctors to use their magic weapons to show off their skills when necessary. Doctors often do this in clinical practice. Only in this way can they persuade others to cooperate with them in treating patients.
It's Ho's turn to draw more details. This will talk about the further evolution of the three-dimensional thinking mode of her brain after her rebirth. Now that she recalls the machine scenes she saw before her rebirth, she can vaguely see them in her mind as if she traveled through time and space.
The internal three-dimensional structure of the machine's operation.
After the drawing was almost done, she tapped the pen in her hand on the paper: "This is the pipeline."
A group of people circled around her and the picture, listening.
When the critical moment came, Pan Shihua and Lin Hao prepared to take advantage of the teacher's concentration and silence, and rushed in to take a look before talking.
