Leave it to you? Xu Hai really wants to ask, brother, where did you get your confidence and where did you get your courage? Did Liang Jingru give it to you?
Cai Zixuan felt that Hao Jun was deliberately trying to liven up the atmosphere, so he laughed and cheered, but immediately felt that this was not solemn enough and quickly shut his mouth.
"Keep it straight!" Professor Gu angrily scolded. Gu Jun is on top again, isn't he? "That's not how you hold a scalpel. Be careful of cutting yourself."
After hearing this, everyone noticed the way Gu Jun held the knife. The thumb and index finger of his right hand held the handle of the knife casually. This was certainly not a professional knife-holding gesture...
"I know, I'm not ready to use the knife yet."
Gu Jun put the scalpel back into the instrument tray on the table and picked up a pair of round-head dissecting scissors.
Dissection is not just about using scalpels, dissecting forceps, dissecting scissors, vascular forceps, retractors and other instruments are equally important, it just depends on what operation is to be performed.
Gu Jun leaned over and looked at the anatomy teacher on the stage. The light from the shadowless lamp above illuminated brightly. The skin on the back of the deformed left hand had been peeled off. Although most of the black fluid had drained away, it should have been white and yellow.
The skin under the fascia was pitch black, and the superficial veins and cutaneous nerves that should have been clearly visible were only vaguely visible.
To separate such fine tissue, dissecting scissors are used.
"This layer should be the superficial fascia." Gu Jun expressed his judgment in a low voice, "It's just stacked together."
"Stacked together?" Wang Ruoxiang was slightly startled and moved closer to see more clearly. After he said this, it did look like...
Gu Jun had just understood that the normal superficial fascia on the back of a human hand was a loose, soft layer, which was conducive to the movement of the skin. However, in this deformed hand, it seemed that the entire layer of superficial fascia was kinked and overlapped.
A mass, and the extra space is filled with black liquid.
"Oh?" Professor Gu wrinkled his old face and looked through the light. This guy has some ideas. Medicine sometimes needs this kind of idea...
Wang Ruoxiang came very close to Gu Jun, almost touching him, allowing him to smell a rare aroma from the strong smell of corpses, but he just had something to say back to her: "Squad leader, can you please go away? I'm in the way."
." It's really a hindrance, otherwise it wouldn't matter to him.
"Oh." Wang Ruoxiang immediately walked away, not far away, her dark eyes still fixed on the dissecting table.
Xu Hai and the others seemed to see the big bad wolf eating vegetarian food but not meat...
Gu Jun no longer paid attention to whether the people around him were doubtful or surprised, and concentrated on holding the anatomical scissors with textbook gestures: the thumb and ring finger (ring finger) of his right hand each inserted into a ring of the scissors handle, the middle finger was placed in front of the ring, and the index finger (index finger)
) presses against the motion axis of the scissors, playing a stabilizing and directional role.
It had been a while since he had been away from the dissecting table, and he felt unfamiliar, but his hands felt calmer than ever before.
All the conscious memory and muscle memory created by his previous anatomy exercises are rapidly reviving at this moment.
Gu Jun breathed calmly and used the dissection scissors to slowly separate the superficial fascia from the back of his hand... As expected, under the superficial fascia, there was more black fluid covering the deeper structures.
. He said: "There is a lot of fluid, and I don't think it could be caused by a subcutaneous cyst."
He continued to use dissecting scissors and vascular forceps to carefully cut out the venous network in the superficial fascia.
These tissues were so fragile that Gu Jun had forgotten to blink. He pressed the scissors with skill, stretched the fascia with the tips of the scissors, and then gently picked out the veins...
Ah... everyone's eyes were a little dizzy and their hearts were suffocating. Just look at the blue lines on the back of your hand to see how thin the veins on the back of your hands are. It's not easy to dissect even a normal human body, let alone now.
Such a tangled and confusing abnormal situation.
But Gu Jun's hands were very calm, and he accurately sorted and separated the blood vessels one by one without breaking or cutting them.
The cluttered superficial fascia was slowly unblocked by him!
What the hell...Xu Hai opened his mouth wide, but luckily he was covered by a mask.
Zhang Haoran also seemed to have seen a ghost. He knew very well how difficult it was to deal with this deformed hand and how much pressure he would feel when facing it. Why was it Gu Jun's turn?
Wait, Wang Ruoxiang is trying hard to sort out the current situation. Has Gu Jun's Ren and Du lines been opened?
"Huh?" Professor Gu's old eyes shone, and his heart felt like it was being beaten, as if it was the taste of first love. This kid is too determined. Faced with such a deformity, he has the eyesight to notice the structure, and the hands to cut it off, like
I went through all the trouble in the operating room.
The laboratory was still very quiet. Although everyone was surprised and excited, they did not let themselves make any sound for fear of disturbing Gu Jun's rhythm.
Gu Jun buried his head in the dissection, his gloves were stained with black liquid. He gradually felt that his hands were no longer his hands, but an automatically operating machine, and these veins were no longer veins and did not belong to human tissue. They
It is the target that is hiding.
And his job is to pick them out.
This high degree of concentration prevented him from feeling the pain in his eyes and made his heart feel clear.
Just keep picking, keep picking...
After a while, Gu Jun successfully separated the vein network on the back of his hand! Everyone except Professor Gu was a little stunned. This is not a student-level manual work.
"The left hand of this corpse is indeed a human hand." Gu Jun still maintained concentration and judged: "The veins and blood vessels are still there, and its deformity looks like these structural tissues have been forcibly twisted..."
Gu Jun's words were very enlightening, and everyone felt that they had found a way to understand this deformed hand.
The humerus of its arm and the radius of its forearm seemed to be twisted together to form such a weird shape.
But this little bit of possible correct understanding also drags them into a deeper shadow of unknown. Is it really possible that this is a congenital malformation or some kind of acquired aberration? What kind of disease in the world can cause such pathology?
?
"Well..." Professor Gu muttered, "Gu Jun, your idea is very good. Let me know what you think."
Xu Hai and others didn't think much about this deformed hand, but they did have some thoughts about Gu Jun. Is this guy really a rich man? It's fake.
Gu Jun was about to continue the dissection when he found a new reminder in his mind.
[Current anatomy completion level: 1%, current remaining time: 71:02:46]
This body indeed met the mission requirements. He looked at the prompt bar and thought to himself, Wang Ruoxiang and Zhang Haoran just cut off the skin on the back of the hand without even 0.1% completion, so other people's operations will not be counted, only the ones he dissected by his own hands will count.
.
Does dissecting a venous network on the back of the hand account for 1%? It seems that the task's requirements for anatomy are not as detailed as perverted.
He looked at the remaining time of the mission, and it was almost an hour away! Although most of this hour was spent on transportation and preparation work, the 72-hour time limit was still very tight, because people need to eat, drink, and rest.
.
Especially for dissection, the longer it lasts, the more physically and mentally exhausted it becomes, the slower it becomes, and the easier it is to make mistakes.
Hurry up, you may end up drinking a carton of red cow and you'll end up with it.
Gu Jun put away his thoughts, leaned over the deformed hand on the table again, and dissected the superficial branch of the radial nerve and the dorsal branch of the ulnar nerve...
Everyone kept watching closely, and Gu Jun proved that his behavior just now was not a coincidence with his actual actions, as his hands kept cutting and slipping.
Cai Zixuan couldn't help but sigh, what a young man! Hao Jun is really talented. He caught up with his hard work at the beginning.
"Maybe it's just the scissors that made it slip away?" Xu Hai secretly had luck. He always considered himself the third best dissection expert in the group. He was better than Wang Ruoxiang in operations that required strong strength, such as sawing bones, so in the competition
If we really compete, he will definitely be the main force. But now, Gu Jun...
Over there, after completing this step, Gu Jun put down the dissecting scissors, picked up the scalpel, and using a pen, he removed the residue on the dorsum of the wrist.
The more everyone watched, the more they doubted life... Gu Jun's scalpel was also very steady. He was still stabbed with formalin until tears burst into his eyes. His breathing became louder, but he didn't care about his hands.
Whether it's trimming, incision, or peeling, it's all as steady as an old dog.
Xu Hai finally got discouraged and let out a long sigh. He couldn't compare, he really couldn't compare.
He Yuhan looked at Gu Jun again at this time, that profile of his face, oh, why did he suddenly feel so handsome? If Ruoxiang doesn't like this one, she likes it...
"Okay, okay." Professor Gu praised softly. His face turned a little red due to surprise and excitement, and he knew he had seen the right person.
Xiao Gu's hands are worth thousands of dollars in surgery!