Super Magic Surgery System

C360 Proximal Facial Nerve



C360 Proximal Facial Nerve

proximal facial nerve    

    

The others were only joking, but for Chi Hong, who was the most knowledgeable about the situation and had participated in it the entire time, it was a fact that suddenly came to her mind. Dong Fen had personally told Zou Xiaoshan and his wife that they had no children. In other words, the only heir to the money they had accumulated over the past twenty years was Fong Qiuyun.    

    

What shocked Female Bookworm the most was not the chance to live, but the thought of the tragedy that would have happened to the two families if they didn't meet Chen Qun. Fong Qiuyun would still be mistaken for a vegetable, living a life worse than death in a hospital room, and the Zou and Xiaoshan couples would most likely die from the same illness.    

    

The whole matter had already surpassed the realm of medicine. It was as if there was an invisible arm pushing everything forward! If one were to say who was lucky, other than Chen Qun, there was no one else. No matter how lucky others were, it would only be beneficial to themselves. Chen Qun was simply the descendant of a lucky star. Anyone who was involved with him, no matter how much luck they had, would become very, very lucky.    

    

He didn't say anything else. Yesterday, Teacher Huang called to inform him that he had graduated from the Doctor's Department and that he needed to be prepared. This was a full four years ahead of schedule. If he were to inform the family, his parents would be smiling so hard that they wouldn't be able to keep their mouths shut.    

    

No wonder why the billionaires of Xiangjiang would look for the masters and tell them that Chen Qun was extremely lucky. It seemed like he could also go ask the billionaire of Xiangjiang to meet the mysterious expert and see if he really had the ability to predict things.    

    

Chi Hong thought about how Chen Qun simply and roughly changed the time for the billionaire's surgery. The fact that the surgery was as successful as the previous one proved that there really weren't any experts in the world. However, seeing was believing. It was best to let … Director Su accompanied them to see what was so special about it.    

    

With that in mind, Chi Hong immediately came up with a good idea. She planned to invite Ms Xin and Director Su over to have a look. After getting along with her for a few times, Female Bookworm gradually realized that the domineering Director Su loved weird things the most. Chen Qun was also being played around with by her due to his weirdness.    

    

Director Su and Ms Xin would definitely be interested in challenging the legendary Confusion Ghost Gods.    

    

Chen Qun did not know that he had gradually become a "heretic" in the hearts of these smart girls. At this time, he was carefully reading the information in his hands and at the same time, setting up the Surgical Project in his mind.    

    

This was not the first time he did not use the help of the system. Instead, he was relying on his own logic to come up with the simplest scenario. By doing so, he could be considered to have prepared for a rainy day. If the system were to go bankrupt and the money were to run away, he wouldn't be degenerated too badly.    

    

Face-changing techniques were actually not that complicated, but the most difficult thing to solve was the reconstruction of Lillian's facial nerves that matched the transplant on her face.    

    

Whether it was the blood circulation of the capillaries or the stretching power of the transplanted skin, they were all fine applications of simple techniques. That's why Lee Bing sent him to perform the surgery. His goal was to achieve perfection.    

    

Speaking of which, Lee Bing's requirements were actually about the same as Victor and Robin's. To put it bluntly, they were using each other. To put it nicely, it was academic cooperation. Whether it was cooperation or use, Chen Qun felt that as long as it was beneficial to the patient, it was enough. As for fame, he didn't care at all.    

    

Especially this kind of surgery, it was better to hang on Lee Bing's head, otherwise, he would have to deal with all kinds of rich people seeking him for cosmetic surgery.    

    

He really didn't like these unnecessary operations.    

    

Chen Qun sighed in his heart, but he did not know that a lot of things could not be controlled by him, just like the boring cavernous brain tumor he did a few days ago at Mayo Clinic. It was already on Mayo Clinic's website, and the number of hits it had been increasing, causing the number of his Like to increase exponentially.    

    

This result naturally resulted in his share of the system's experimental training time being greatly increased, allowing him to exchange for better equipment to simulate more operations.    

    

However, the biggest flaw of the system was that the patient had to be seen before the data could be fully simulated within the system. No matter how much data he saw, it would never replace the fact that he saw it with his own eyes.    

    

After that, he didn't need to think too much about it. He still continued to use the operating room, hoping to achieve 100% completion. This earned a good reputation for himself and Lee Bing.    

    

After realizing that he was unable to leave the system for the time being, he decided not to continue with his diagnosis. After a brief conversation with Lee Bing, he went back to his dorm and fell asleep.    

    

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Chen Qun entered Knight Victor's research operating room after disinfection. It was only then did he realize that the doctor leading the way for Lillian was Knight Victor, who was wearing a mask.    

    

That doesn't seem right, does it?    

    

Chen Qun glanced at Lee Bing and saw him begin to change the topic.    

    

"Originally, I was prepared for you to cut Lillian's damaged cheek, but Mr. Victor thinks that she needs the donor's perfect face more." Originally, I was prepared for you to cut Lillian's damaged cheek, but Mr. Victor thinks that she needs the donor's perfect face more.    

    

Zhou Lin, the third assistant, asked the question that both he and Chi Hong were concerned about. "How does Lillian keep the nerves in her face intact?"    

    

Lee Bing looked at him in disappointment and sighed.    

    

"Most of the nerves on Lillian's face were damaged, so there was no problem at all. "Later on, I will need Chen Qun to reconstruct it. Although Knight Victor can complete this kind of operation, he can't guarantee that every nerve is compatible. That's why I need a more agile hand to replace his work."    

    

Chi Hong's eyebrows lit up as she said, "I'm afraid the most important thing is the speed of the surgery." Any operation will follow the patient's critical point valve rule. If the time period exceeds a certain limit, even if the operation is successful, the patient will not be able to hold on, resulting in the failure of the operation. "    

    

"Let's begin the operation! Let's not talk any more nonsense. Everyone will start to focus from now on! "    

    

Lee Bing urged the young people into the operation room excitedly to start working.    

    

Chen Qun looked at the young girl lying on the operating table. Her face was very pretty, but there was no expression on it. He sighed in his heart. Although he had dissected countless bodies and countless "patients" in the operating room of the system, this was the first time he had performed an on-site autopsy on a donor.    

    

Lee Bing took a model that was shaped like a mask and put it on the donor's cheek. He used a blue highlighter to draw an outline on the cheek, showing that the cutting operation they were going to undergo was going to be done within this frame.    

    

This was the first time the young people had seen a donor whose brain had died, and they felt very weird about it. Chi Hong, who had the least guts, quickly adjusted her state of mind and gave the orders to the equipment nurse.    

    

"Warm towels!"    

    

In the blink of an eye, several towels with temperatures of 40 degrees had been applied around the cheeks of the donor girl. Through the heat of the towel, she was able to maintain the maximum elasticity and cell activity of the skin that had been cut off.    

    


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