Super Magic Surgery System

Chen Qun put down the device in his hand and was about to continue sewing it when he suddenly thought of something and raised his head to ask Dr. Robin who was on the observation platform.    

"What exactly are the requirements of the patient's family members? If he needed to do the same sutures as Lady Ameera, it would be impossible for him to do so with his current medical skills. At least I couldn't do the stitching personally. It was more than a meter long and a few millimeters deep. The wound that Ms. Amira had closed was less than two centimeters long and only four to five millimeters deep. Only then did she use the method of clotting fat to sew it up, and currently, the wound can only be sewn using conventional surgical techniques. After the wound has healed, she would use the Magnetic Forceps to remove a scar. "    

Robin frowned on the stage, then remembered that the young man below was right. No cell level repair could complete such a large area of stitching and repair. Just the pulling force on the skin was enough to allow any cell to fuse and break apart in an instant.    

What minimally invasive surgery could do was simply impossible for conventional surgery. With the current technology, humans would have already entered the interstellar era if they could use lasers to heal their wounds. They would have entered the Enterprise and roamed the endless universe.    

They were all doctors standing at the peak of the medical field, not from the future, nor were they mages. They all knew which operations could be performed on their own, and which needed the support of science and technology.    

He had to make some unreasonable demands, which could only be said by patients who didn't understand medical techniques. If a dignified neurologist like him were to start spouting nonsense, if word of this got out, he would be mocked to death by all his peers, especially some of his old enemies in Europe.    

Robin suddenly thought of another problem, "Why don't you use the Magnetic Forceps to repair the patient's brachial plexus? Show off your unique surgical skills? "    

Chen Qun almost shouted out loud, "Chenqie can't do it!"    

The more he thought about it, the more he understood that Chair was only curious about the operation and wanted to know how to apply the tools in the laboratory to clinical medicine.    

Chen Qun's mouth twitched slightly behind the mask as he patiently explained.    

"The biggest flaw in the cellular level of repair is that it is time-consuming and if I had done the surgery, the patient would have stopped beating long ago. Therefore, only a few minor operations can be selected, and can not be used in routine surgery. The longer the operation, the greater the risk. It is also the biggest obstacle to the operation at the cellular level. "    

Robin burst into laughter. His face, which looked like it was covered in orange leather, looked like it had been pressed flat. He gave off a youthful vibe and seemed to have aged 20-30 years. He nodded in satisfaction.    

"So, this kind of operation can only be used on specific patients, and not just any operation? "Very limited?"    

Master Robin, this is not a place to teach theory and discuss technology. The patient is still lying on the operating table, and you're still in a hurry to eat.    

Chen Qun answered plainly, "Yes. If you will allow me, I will immediately perform the most delicate surgical sutures for the patient. Waiting five to seven days, then using the Magnetic Forceps to repair and remove the scars would restore you to 80 to 90% of your original strength. Even if you were to stand by the side, it would be difficult for the human eye to find the scars. "    

"Sure, we'll carry it out according to your plan."    

Without any hesitation, Robin agreed to Chen Qun's request. In any case, this operation was requested personally by the patient's family, and as for the specific process and consequences, they were equally clueless.    

Since he was a doctor from the Far East who could easily complete the throat surgery, he should have no difficulty in suturing his skin.    

As a neurologist at the top of the food chain, Chair wasn't worried that Chen Qun, a young man from Asia, wouldn't be able to complete the operation. After all, they were ambitious and would launch an attack on the world's most difficult operation; not to mention, they didn't need to worry about the reaction of the patients' families.    

When Chen Qun saw Chief Physician agree to his request, he heaved a sigh of relief. The reason why he asked this question was to let the operating room record the footage automatically. In the future, he would also have evidence to investigate any problems that happened. Even though he was being overly careful, he was prepared for anything that might come his way.    

This was also the result of his surgical style.    

"Whiz 4-0 stitch, needle holder."    

This time, Chen Qun chose the thicker suture line, rather than the slightly thin stitches commonly used in China. This time, Chen Qun chose the thicker suture line, rather than the slightly thin stitch commonly used in China, or the western man's skin.    

Chi Hong and Lee Bing, who were familiar with Chen Qun, slowly sewed up the wound the moment Lee Bing saw him move. Their speed was at least one third slower than before. Of course, to an outsider, Chen Qun's sewing speed could simply be described as a sewing machine. It was as if an experienced tailor was sewing a piece of cloth, and in less than five minutes, the stitching was completed.    

From afar, it looked like a patch on the patient's left arm. It looked very ugly.    

Chi Hong could not help but turn to the repair master, Lee Bing, for help, "Professor Li, why didn't Chen Qun cut his skin? Why did he have to sew it into such a mess?"    

Lee Bing proudly looked at the girl who often rolled her eyes at him and patiently explained on her behalf.    

"Because this operation was not done by Chen, he just took over temporarily. Therefore, he could only sew up the best position according to the texture of the muscle bundle and soft tissue that was fixed during Chief Doctor's previous operation. This method is much more difficult than his own design. Didn't you notice that each of his needles would pierce through the muscle fibers horizontally to obtain the best strength? "    

The two of them conversed in Chinese at this time, which attracted other doctors to glance at them. They then turned around and continued to observe Chen Qun's nimble hands, as if trying to learn something from them.    

Chen Qun had just finished stitching the needle when he heard the system's cheers of joy.    

"Congratulations, through the combination of circumstances and guidance, you have perfectly combined your operation with the framework of other people. You have comprehended the [True Grandmaster Level] technique, have obtained a Grandmaster Level Treasure Chest, and are rewarded with two points in IQ, two points in charisma, two points in spirit, and a point in morale. Please trigger the quest Great Grandmaster of True Foreign Objects and raise your sewing skill to the level of a true Great Grandmaster.    

Chen Qun was stunned, this was an unintentional attempt to get into the limelight. He had not expected that his sewing skill would be improved so easily in this situation.    

He remembered that he was still a long way away from reaching the Great Grandmaster Level to sew up his skills and experience, and he hadn't gained any experience for a long time either.    

Could it be that any leveling of a true master's skill required luck and no fixed method of leveling up?