This was Zhou Sheng's first surgery after returning from Yangcheng.
The surgical approach should not be difficult at all for Zhou Sheng.
Zhou Yisheng, who has experience in tens of thousands of surgeries, can do it even without turning on the auxiliary system or using system skills.
It should be able to handle it perfectly at this moment.
But for some reason, as soon as he got on the operating table and picked up the scalpel, Zhou Sheng unknowingly turned on the auxiliary system.
Not to mention, even the system skill learned long ago, precise cutting, is also activated.
Zhou Sheng was stunned for a moment, and the scalpel in his hand was still not removed.
He was a little surprised as to why he used the system unconsciously.
Indeed, the system is really easy to use.
But is this a good thing?
He didn't know why, but every time he saw the system now, he would think of Yang Simiao's words.
The old man's messy appearance appeared in his mind, and he said those words strangely.
Some things are easy to gain and easy to lose.
Zhou Sheng was shaken all over.
Will I lose my system one day?
Without the system, would I still be able to perform surgery with the same confidence as now?
Suddenly on Monday, my mind became confused.
Zhao Feihu, Wang Xiaoming, and Cao Xin didn't know what Zhou Sheng was thinking at this moment.
But the scalpel has been gesticulating on the patient's chest for a long time, and there is still no movement.
This is definitely not normal.
Wang Xiaoming rarely saw this kind of thing happen.
The operation was stopped before it could be performed.
This kind of thing only happens to those who are inexperienced and are doing surgery for the first time.
But how could this happen to Zhou Sheng?
What happened to him?
Wang Xiaoming was confused, and at the same time he felt a little worried.
Zhao Feihu felt happy, was this kid scared?
Without that diamond, what kind of porcelain work would it be?
Can a young man like you perform an operation that even Director Tian and Director Cao dare not perform?
I'm afraid it's not too late now. It's just anesthesia and it will pass after being fooled for a while. If I get scared later, I won't be able to get off the stage.
Cao Xin was also surprised at this time. He had also seen Zhou Yisheng undergo surgery.
Usually when Zhou Sheng picks up a scalpel, it is simply a sharp knife.
The knife is lifted and dropped neatly, and there is never any hesitation or sloppiness.
What happened today?
Several interns were unaware of the current situation, and they thought Zhou Sheng was deliberately slowing down so that they could see more clearly!
Several interns were very grateful. The doctor was quite good this week and took good care of us. He just called us to come for the operation and deliberately took his time. It was much better than Zhao Feihu.
Yang Simiao made Zhou Sheng confused, but this was only temporary.
After Zhou Sheng was confused for a while, he came back to his senses and realized, holy shit! Su Quan was really right.
This old man and his grandmother must know magic.
One word can make you feel uneasy.
His grandma's surgery was done, so what are you thinking about?
Regardless of whether this system will suddenly disappear in the future, his most important task at the moment is to perform surgery on Jing Xinghai.
Zhou Sheng cleared his mind and concentrated on the scalpel.
Like thousands of chest surgeries performed in the copy.
Zhou Sheng went down along the midline of Jing Xinghai's chest and used a sharp scalpel to incise his skin, then the subcutaneous tissue.
As the stainless steel tip slides.
Jing Xinghai's sternum was exposed little by little.
Cao Xin looked at it and felt relaxed.
He saw that the familiar Zhou Sheng was back again.
Wang Xiaoming also breathed a sigh of relief.
Although I don't know what happened just now.
It's finally back to normal now, and I hope there won't be any trouble next time.
Even though I was an assistant, if the operation failed, I didn't have much responsibility.
But from the bottom of his heart, he still hoped that Jing Xinghai's operation would go smoothly and successfully.
In these days, in contact with this young "future doctor", Jing Xinghai's strength, optimism and pursuit of dreams made Wang Xiaoming seem to see his former self.
Zhao Feihu frowned at this moment.
This guy still needs this surgery.
I really know that there are tigers in the mountains, so I prefer to go to the tiger mountains.
But whether this guy is Wu Song or Wu Dalang, let’s continue to see.
Done in one go.
The skin incision was completed on Monday.
Very perfect.
Zhou’s lifetime experience coupled with the power of the system.
Let this cut open like art.
Zhou Sheng wondered if he could achieve such perfection if he didn't use the system.
Zhou Sheng is just thinking about it now.
Now he doesn't worry about it anymore.
Use the system every day, and let nature take its course is the most important thing.
Zhou Sheng put down the cold scalpel and gave the medical order to the instrument nurse on the side, "Electrosurgery."
Several interns were a little excited and thought to themselves, the electric knife is on, the electric knife is on, the shotgun is replaced by the cannon.
At this time, the instrument nurse handed over a pen-like surgical instrument.
Indeed, this electric knife functions as a knife, but its appearance is actually similar to an ordinary pen.
The way to hold it up is similar to holding a pen.
The electrosurgical knife is a modern surgical instrument that replaces the mechanical scalpel for tissue cutting.
It heats the patient's tissue through the high-frequency and high-voltage current generated by the tip of the pen tip electrode, thereby achieving the separation and coagulation of the tissue, thereby achieving the purpose of cutting and stopping bleeding.
Compared with ordinary scalpels, its functions are more powerful. In addition to cutting, it also has hemostasis and disinfection functions due to its high temperature.
It has been widely used in modern surgery.
And with the advancement of technology, there is a great trend of replacing traditional scalpels.
However, the surgeon's obsession is still quite deep.
Instead of holding a scalpel, holding a pen does not seem to feel like surgery.
Therefore, surgeons still never give up the scalpel.
But in the future, it is estimated that things like scalpels will gradually disappear.
Nothing lasts forever.
Zhou Sheng held the electric knife and began to cut the muscles in the suprasternal fossa.
At this time, the tissue is roasted due to the high temperature.
There is a special smell in the air.
It was the first time I smelled this smell on Monday.
When I was still in school.
That time, the school organized them to visit a hospital to study.
When Zhou Sheng passed by the door of a surgical treatment room, he smelled this smell.
To be honest, the smell is a bit smelly and not that pleasant.
In Zhou Sheng's impression, the smell of a hospital should always be that of disinfectant.
He didn't understand the smell.
Zhou Shengsheng asked the teacher leading the group what it smelled like.
The teacher smiled mysteriously and said, "This is the smell of burnt protein."
After all these years, Zhou Yisheng is still deeply impressed.
But at that time, I was shocked.
Now, Zhou Yisheng has become accustomed to it, just like smelling the smell of disinfectant.