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Chapter 712 The operation is completed

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    Everything is ready.

    I only owe the east wind.

    Emperor Hongzhi stood aside.

    Although he had been cut off by Zhu Houzhao, for the first time, he saw his prince controlling the lives and deaths of others from the perspective of a bystander.

    In this era, doctors are always respected.

    After all, hanging a pot to help the world has something in common with the Confucian philosophy.

    Looking at Zhu Houzhao's serious look, Emperor Hongzhi was a little confused. Is this his son?

    Who knows the next moment, Zhu Houzhao glanced at an indescribable part of Ouyang Zhi, and wrote lightly: "It's too small, smaller than me."

    ""

    Emperor Hongzhi's blood is about to spurt out.

    Fang Jifan trembled and said in his heart, I am very sad, I am very sad, I can't laugh, I can't laugh.

    Zhu Houzhao then took a deep breath: "Debridement, take a cotton swab."

    Fang Jifan hurriedly dipped the cotton swab in alcohol and handed it to Zhu Houzhao very carefully. Zhu Houzhao looked at the magnifying glass and first opened the rotten flesh on his palm. Then, he carefully started to dip the cotton swab into it and apply it slowly.

    He is very serious, and his eyes are like hooks. Looking through the magnifying glass, everything becomes bigger. Even the hair on the back of Ouyang Zhi's hands is much thicker and clearly visible.

    Good stuff.

    Zhu Houzhao¡¯s hands are very steady, which is due to his practice of knitting sweaters and embroidery.

    Of course, if we want to trace it back, it may also have a lot to do with his practice of horse arching.

    The most important thing is talent.

    Zhu Houzhao has a good attitude. He performs surgery entirely out of his hobby. Nervousness does not exist. Anyway, it doesn¡¯t matter whether you die or not. I just need to do what I have to do according to the method.

    Through the magnifying glass, Zhu Houzhao began to recognize nerves, tendons and blood vessels.

    The nerves can be aligned directly. It is impossible to restore this hand to the original, flexible use, and can only restore part of its functions.

    The tendon is fine, easy to get stitches.

    The most difficult thing is the blood vessels.

    But Zhu Houzhao didn't care and said directly: "Get the needle.

    The needle is extremely thin, specially customized for the surgery, and the thread is also extremely thin, using catgut.

    In order to prepare these surgical utensils, Su Yue spent a lot of effort and found the best craftsmen. In this era, we did not expect mass production and relied entirely on manual production.

    The ancients always had no shortage of skilled craftsmen to produce the best handicrafts in the world. For example, the plain yarn Zen clothes unearthed in Mawangdui weighed only forty-nine grams, so that future generations would not be able to understand the conditions of the ancients.  How can such clothes be sewn?  This plain gauze Zen garment is so light and thin that if it is folded, it can be stuffed into a matchbox.

    Zhu Houzhao had to use a special pair of tweezers to hold the needle. He pinched the tweezers tightly and carefully found the blood vessel in the magnifying glass. Through the magnifying glass, he gently inserted the needle into the outer skin of the blood vessel.  , and then go down with a slight needle, then tighten the needle and put the needle again.

    Every step, even the slightest mistake in this magnifying glass, may lead to failure.

    Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhu Houzhao nervously. You could get a glimpse of the difficulty of this operation just by looking at the extremely slender needle. When he saw his son, he seemed to be holding his breath, his eyes were open and he refused to blink.  There was no force in his arms, only a slight force in his fingers, and he crocheted again and again. Fang Jifan stood aside, his hair stood up, and he was already sweating in his heart.

    Su Yue was on the side, feeling like her scalp was going to explode.

    ??????? Patriarch, this is Grandmaster.

    "His Royal Highness is really amazing. Why can't I learn it after trying it many times? How many rabbits have been pricked with holes by myself?"

    Su Yue has been immersed in this new knowledge and has become obsessed. Otherwise, she would not be bold enough to steal people's corpses.

    Now looking at His Highness the Prince's familiar and easy stitches, Su Yue almost knelt down.

    "The blood vessels are sutured, and then the nerves are aligned. This requires micro-manipulation and must not be sloppy. Zhu Houzhao took the small tweezers, probed into the affected opening, and gently fiddled with it. Okay, love whoever you want.

    When suturing the tendons, it was much easier. Zhu Houzhao moved very quickly, and then came the outer skin

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? away did Zhu Houzhao exhale: "I am suffocating to death."

    ¡°¡­?"Yes." Su Yue answered honestly.

    "How did you know this?"

    Su Yue is too honest, so don¡¯t let him tell you about the corpse theft.

    Fang Jifan coughed: "Your Majesty, these are the corpses of death row prisoners. It was observed through autopsy. Some death row prisoners committed extremely heinous crimes"

    Emperor Hongzhi didn't care, but pondered for a moment: "My body is like this too?"

    Fang Jifan said: "Your Majesty is the son of God and the incarnation of a true dragon. How can he be like an ordinary person"

    Zhu Houzhao didn't wait for Fang Jifan to be verbose here, and said firmly: "Father, your body looks like this when you cut it open."

    "" Fang Jifan blushed slightly and simply remained silent.

    Emperor Hongzhi sighed with emotion: "This is really a university question. Xishan Medical College, please study this knowledge carefully. If you need anything, you can tell me, but" Emperor Hongzhi was worried: "The premise of all this is  Ouyang Qing's hand can get better, but if the hand can't get better, what use do I need these for?"

    Su Yue's eyes lit up at first. He needed a lot of things. With the support of the palace, this research could continue in depth. However, when he heard that Ouyang Zhi's palm had to recover, he became a little worried again.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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