Super Magic Surgery System

"The girl's basic skills are very solid, but I don't know how good her fighting skills are. In my lessons, I adhere to one principle. Whoever can diagnose or treat him, don't even think of flinging the pot to anyone else. Since you say that the most important thing to do is to save the patient, you'll have to do jugular surgery. If not, I can teach you right away! "    

    

Yang Xiaoquan wanted to see Qi this girl's surgical ability, so he immediately raised his hand and a scalpel was held by a nurse and handed over to Chi Hong.    

    

Chi Hong was in a trance as she didn't expect Elder Yang to use her as a demonstration. She was slightly anxious, but when Chen Qun, who was walking a few steps away, heard the news, he also turned around and gave her an encouraging look.    

    

Female Bookworm didn't know why, but boundless courage surged up from her heart and she instantly calmed down. She knew that Elder Yang was there to protect her, so even if she cut off the patient's jugular vein with the wrong hand, it wouldn't be a big problem. Besides, Chen Qun also seemed to have stopped walking, but the Iron Army had volunteered themselves and ran over, replacing Chen Qun and going with him to inform the operation room to prepare the equipment.    

    

Seeing that there was suddenly another guard god of the most reliable operating table behind her, Chi Hong let out two long exhalations and steadily took the scalpel from the nurse. She walked up to the patient's right side of his neck and looked at Yang Xiaoquan.    

    

"Why, the little girl is a bit nervous isn't she? If you do not have confidence, you can have someone else do it! "    

    

Fellow Yang said with a smile at the side. Seeing that the little girl was holding the scalpel firmly in her hand without any trembling, and didn't know where the knife was coming from, he asked her about it without giving her any guidance.    

    

Chi Hong calmed down more and more. She put on a pair of sterile gloves and, according to the knowledge in her mind, slowly cut the skin under the patient's ear lobe at the jugular vein. Although the operation was very slow, it was very stable and peaceful. Carefully exposing the position of the jugular vein, he then cut it open a second time.    

    

His rough technique made all the doctors on the sidelines heave a sigh of relief. Doctor of Impatient Department, who should be a graduate student from a university, became so young and immature.    

    

If a group of doctors, Dr. Vice Director, who had at least tens or hundreds of cases of surgery, could not compare to a few outstanding students on the operating table, then their years of surgery would have been in vain.    

    

Medical Field was a place where one had the most severe seniority, and many of the experiences came from the accumulation of human life. No matter how talented a young person was, because of lack of experience, they would make many errors in their operation.    

    

This was not something that could be learned in a university's textbook. Even though there were a lot of teaching videos available that allowed students to learn more intuitively, many things could only be figured out through practice during surgery.    

    

The ten-thousand-hour rule applies to anyone.    

    

In the blink of an eye, the pacemaker was delivered. Yang Xiaoquan did not make things difficult for Chi Hong. Instead, he turned his gaze towards Chen Qun, asking him to continue installing the pacemaker.    

    

Chen Qun never had a biventricular pacemaker installation operation, but under the guidance of Fellow Yang, he carefully completed the first implant installation in his life. The method was obviously clumsy, but the nimbleness of his hands and his familiarity with cardiovascular disease allowed him to easily complete this emergency surgery.    

    

Watching from behind, Yang Xiaoquan started to believe Liu Yang's words more and more. This fellow with the Scholar's Syndrome was a genius among geniuses. He had nothing in common with ordinary doctors.    

    

He was able to successfully perform the operation while listening. He wanted to drive all the doctors who were training in front of him to the Pacific Ocean or buy himself a piece of tofu to kill himself.    

    

Although it was his first time doing it, his Skill Completion had at least reached the Professional rank, and it did not cause any accidents or bleeding. It was as if he was born with blood in his veins, and could not tolerate any blood that did not obey him to come out from any place. Every movement he made was built on the premise of stopping the bleeding.    

    

It was as if avoiding bleeding had become a habit or obsession of his. The scariest thing was that he could actually do it. His level was not any bit different from Liu Yang, who was young and strong in the past. His dexterity was even better than Liu Yang's. Moreover, the technique not only integrated Liu Yang's signature concept, but also joined the place that he was good at.    

    

Yang Xiaoquan knew that in the entire operation room, besides him and the proud student Wu Tie, no one else could see the purpose of Chen Qun's every action. If the heart and blood vessels were involved, it would be like carrying a large truck through an alley.    

    

For Chen Qun, the character with the Grandmaster Level of hemostasis, it was as if he was riding a bicycle freely in an alleyway. Even if it was his first time learning to ride a bicycle, he could stop one meter in advance before he hit the wall. He could even run a few laps on the spot without causing any harm to the patient.    

    

This little guy's foundation was too solid!    

    

This was the surgical effect caused by a qualitative change in quantity. Probably only non-human species like the Scholar's Syndrome could increase their basic skills to Specialist Level level, or even become a master in a single generation, and then counteract the effects of the surgery to make the surgery simple and straightforward.    

    

To an ordinary doctor, one could only rely on the amount of surgery to increase his or her basic skills. Moreover, one's talent would be different, thus the space and level of improvement would also be different. However, the prodigies were not among them.    

    

The little guy had already learned the hemostasis technique that was easy for Old Man Liu to understand, and even harder for him to excel at others. The little guy had already learned the hemostasis technique that was easy for Old Man Liu to understand, and even harder for him to excel at others.    

    

However, hemostasis was one of the most basic techniques for the heart. With powerful hemostasis techniques as a foundation, how far could cardiac surgery go?    

    

Fellow Yang Xiaoquan suddenly had an unprecedented thought. Wasn't it Old Man Liu who had planted the tree? Was he, his descendant, enjoying the cool air? Although Old Man Liu was born in the army and was best at hemostasis in basic surgery, so he didn't know much about high-end medical techniques, but why didn't he work together with Old Man Liu and a few other old guys to cultivate a genius to see what kind of talent could be cultivated?    

    

After Old Man Liu sent the person to his own heart, the only one that still had the qualification to compete was probably the nervous system. Although these two areas were different, they all required an extremely delicate pair of hands in common. They were incomparable to those woodcutters in the orthopedics.    

    

If he was old, why didn't he teach all of his things to this brat, then let him learn a new surgical method to create a new world in the heart field?    

    

This idea was like a flint, illuminating Yang Xiaoquan's heart in an instant. He had many techniques that could only be imagined on paper. Even Koo Ning would not easily try them out, so why not let Chen Qun complete them and develop them?    

    

It was because he had a pair of flawless palms, even the Robotic Arm that was known as the Hand of God s were beaten until they fled in a flustered manner, and many impossible things had already become possible.