Normal human tissue looks a bit like various kinds of pig internal organs, but it is actually more eye-catching. Because normal and healthy things are definitely more pleasing to the eye no matter how they grow.
Malignant tumors are different. We know they are bad things. When they become larger, their true colors are exposed, and their appearance becomes more different from normal tissues. Especially when it causes a large amount of damage to normal tissues of the human body, the visual perception will progress.
It's a pretty disgusting picture.
Like the normal intestinal tube in the old lady in front of me, it has been invaded by malignant tumors in large numbers. The normal tissue has turned into tumor tissue, and its appearance has been greatly distorted. It is an ulcer-type tumor. The tumor itself will become eroded and necrotic, and what the surgeon will see will be a pile of rotten flesh.
.Moreover, when a doctor performs an operation, he needs to use a surgical magnifying glass to look more carefully at a pile of rotten flesh. Thinking about it this way, not all surgeons can feel the terrible feeling when the surgeon looks at it.
All I can say is that the doctor has seen too much and has become numb.
In addition to the impact on the field of vision, the smell that occasionally wafts out of the operating table is really nauseating. Because intestinal tumors will block the feces and cannot come out. After being cut open and exposed by the surgeon, you can imagine the sensory experience.
and taste.
No wonder some people say that surgeons do dirty work. Not only do they have blood on their hands, but they also have to dig out a bunch of dirty things from the human body. Some gastroenterologists describe themselves as feces pickers. What is clogged in the intestinal tract is feces.
wrong.
After cutting off the blood supply and cutting out the huge tumor and surrounding eroded tissue, the old lady's intestines need to be carefully cleaned little by little. During this period, the surgeon must remove all the nausea from the brain, leaving
Professional doctors deal with thinking. Otherwise, how can we proceed.
Speaking of which, when two classmates in Xie Wanying's class fainted last time, Zhao Zhaowei and Li Qianjun did not admit that they were knocked unconscious by a retractor. They said privately that they had witnessed someone's body being so disgusting that something so disgusting was so disgusting that they fainted. Think about it.
That's right, the two of them fainted too quickly last time. It's not like they fainted because they didn't have enough strength to pull for a while. After all, these two are boys.
The pathological specimens seen in the autopsy room have been soaked in formalin and processed. Their appearance is relatively neat, and they are dead objects. They are not like a living human body with a bunch of moving and rotten things in it, like in a horror movie.
It's like the monster is squirming. So, it's not that all medical students who have been in the dissecting room can completely adapt to the look and feel of what they see on the operating table.
Even if you are a surgeon, sometimes your body will feel uncomfortable when you see something particularly disgusting that you have never seen before.
Now, as Li Wenhao was retracting the hook, he suddenly felt something surging in his stomach. It just so happened that today he ate too much for breakfast in order to use the strength needed to retract the hook.
His pantothenic smell seemed to come out of the mask. On the spot, Shi Xu said, "Go down and replace him."
The surgeon was not afraid of smelling the odor in his mouth, but was afraid that he would accidentally be unable to suppress his stomach reaction and contaminate the surgical area.
After struggling for a while, Li Wenhao gave the retractor to Zhang Zhongqiang. At this time, the operation time had just passed an hour and a half, and the operation process was less than half of the way. When Zhang Zhongqiang took over, he looked at the two people behind him: "Don't do it."
Come on, if I can't pull you, you'll have to hold me up.
Luo Yanfen and Li Wenhao leaned against the wall to catch their breath, and nodded to him: I'm not leaving, I won't leave.
