"Eight or nine percent? Now go to the autopsy room and show me. I'll see what you can do." Tan Kelin poked her face with his eyes under his eyebrows, as if to pierce her mask of calmness.
He couldn¡¯t understand why this student wasn¡¯t afraid at all.
Thinking of this, Tan Kelin's eyebrows were very tight, and his eyes were as deep as falling into an abyss: "Let's go."
After giving the order, Xie Wanying saw the teacher walking out of the door and followed her.
They said they were going to the specimen room of the hospital¡¯s surgery department. Entering a room, you are greeted by the strong smell of formalin, which is nauseating everywhere.
Raising his eyes, Tan Kelin was pulling on his gloves in front of him.
His hands are slender and strong, and when he pulls the fingertips of the sterilization gloves, they make a snapping sound, which shows that even a cold-blooded person can be angry one day. He took a breath from his lips, as if to slow down his breathing. He really didn't feel like he was on a roller coaster. This student made him fall over on the first day he came here, and he always managed to get on his nerves easily after that.
Who makes him smart and bold is his talent as a surgeon.
The door creaked, and a head got through the crack of the door and said: "Teacher Tan, our teacher Fu said, you can play whatever you want here."
"Thank you." Tan Kelin replied.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Senior Zhou Junpeng's face in the crack of the door. Xie Wanying was startled. She looked around and realized something was wrong.
The hospital department specimen room must be rich, and it is much more advanced than the medical school. The four walls and ceilings are newly renovated, the central air conditioner is blowing smoothly, and various tissue and organ specimens soaked in glass bottles under the incandescent lamp are extremely dazzling: lungs, esophagus, mediastinum, heart
It¡¯s not a specimen from general surgery II, but a specimen from cardiothoracic surgery?
Did Teacher Tan greet Teacher Fu in advance and the two teachers dealt with her together?
Xie Wanying's whole body stiffened.
Zhou Junpeng, who had closed the door, caught her straight back and became happy, thinking that it was finally time for her to be afraid.
Last night I saw the fearless look on her face when she was getting pierced, and she didn¡¯t look like a human being at all. Not normal for a medical student. If it's an ordinary student, forget it, the teacher will scold him. Now that the teacher wants to "take care of" her, it shows that she is not an ordinary student in the teacher's mind and can only accept the teacher's special "love".
"Wear, put on, gloves, gloves." Tan Kelin spat out four words coldly.
With a dry throat, Xie Wanying kept calm and found gloves on the table, picked them up and put them on her hands.
She is facing the top hospital in the country, the top deputy chief of surgery, and now she clearly feels: he is not easy to mess with.
"Come here." Tan Kelin said to her.
The two of them walked to the end of the specimen room and opened a small door. There is a more pungent smell here, and the room temperature drops rapidly. It is the dissecting room.
The bodies donated by patients were placed on the cold and ruthless stainless steel bed in the middle. The patient's face was covered with a white cloth and his body was covered with white sheets.
Walking over, Tan Kelin opened the top of the white sheet, revealing the chest of the patient's body, and gave the instruction: "Puncture."
A nearby treatment tray has pericardiocentesis tools ready.
After calming down, Xie Wanying put on the mask, picked up the puncture needle with her right hand, quickly loaded the syringe, and then used her fingers to touch the anatomical locations of the patient's chest: the xiphoid process and the left costal margin.
Tan Kelin, who was observing her operation, frowned and had not relaxed at all this morning, and his scalpel-like gaze occasionally glanced at her cold brows.
Wear it, once, twice, three timesthe teacher didn't stop, I don't know what Teacher Tan meant. Xie Wanying could only do every puncture operation carefully, positioning, determining the angle, and then inserting the needle. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com