Super Magic Surgery System

Chen Qun, who was sleeping, obviously didn't know that due to him, a group of his foreign colleagues were directly fired. He was in the middle of performing an electromagnetic cutting operation on the operating table, and as he watched the successful operation going on in his hands, his heart was filled with an indescribable confidence.    

Even though the instruments were ever-changing, there were no changes to the human body's basic structure or cutting principles. However, this time, he revised a few small mistakes in the technique and tried his best to perfect it without any mistakes. Right now, his success rate for cutting the virtual patient's styloid cartilage had reached 91%. However, he did not manage to increase it by even a little bit for the second time, which made him somewhat conflicted.    

Perhaps 90% completion was pretty enough for other people, but for the music days where they ate off their throats, it was actually a less successful operation.    

Where was the problem?    

Chen Qun looked at the pile of data in front of him along with the cut, and finally found a fatal place. The repaired styloid process was fine, but it was cleared because of the few millimeters of pressure from the throat. Ameera's vocal cords were restored to their original state, but the positions of the repaired vocal cords were slightly altered.    

He needed to cut the mutated vocal cords a little bit more.    

Sure enough, following his train of thoughts, the next operation went by and his completion rate became 96%, increasing by 5%.    

It was a lifespan. Even the slightest change in the position would cause the operation to be completed in a very different way.    

If it were any other scalpel, it would have been impossible to make such a fine restoration.    

Luckily she only used the needle-needle-sized Magnetic Forceps, and used the magnetic field to trap and remove the cells and macromolecules. He could only repair cells one by one.    

However, as if the System was always going against him, his completion rate was stuck at 96%, unable to reach 100%.    

However, even if he had a break in the system, it would still take him eleven hours to perform the operation alone. He treated a simple laryngeal surgery as a Brain Department operation. If the anesthesia continued, the muscle stiffness and tendon strain would cause more damage to the patient's vocal cords than if he had undergone surgery to save them.    

Besides, there wasn't much practice time left for him to squander. In addition to this, he had a brand-new surgical method. It would be extremely difficult for him to figure out the reason for this. Because even he himself had no idea in which aspect he had made a mistake or not done it perfectly.    

Whatever, Heaven's will is incomplete, 96% is 96%. He did not care about the Gold Star Quest that was rewarded by the system. He had to do the surgery that he had just learned from Huang Haitao today.    

Since he couldn't achieve perfection, then it was most important to strive hard to provide the least harm to the patient. Many operations were carried out in pursuit of perfection, resulting in failure. He should have acted like he did in the city hospital. He didn't pursue perfection, he only sought to cure the patient. He treated Ameera like a patient with a broken jaw and treated her with the same mentality.    

Chen Qun stopped practicing and woke up from his sleep. Before they reached the emergency room, they met Chi Hong who was walking towards them.    

As soon as Female Bookworm saw him, she ran up to him.    

"Chen Qun, this is the examination picture Wang Qiongcai sent over. I found out that the recurrent laryngeal nerve in Miss Aimila's spine was also slightly suppressed, causing it to rupture. To ensure that her vocal cords were not damaged, she needed to repair her nerves. I just consulted Fellow Jiang Ming and he thinks we can use silica gel and poly (ethylenediamine) to make a neural tube using 3D printing technology to guide the broken nerve endings to grow together and reconnect. "    

When Chen Qun heard this, he finally let out a sigh of relief. He knew why he couldn't succeed completely, even if he forgot other people's nerves, his voice would still be a bit hoarse.    

"No need, she should have a reserve donor organization to fill the gap."    

Chen Qun had heard from Zhang Xin that she was very well-prepared for the operation, especially for the nerve tissue.    

As for where the donor organizations came from, Chen Qun didn't simply believe that it was a public institution that queued up for transplant; it was most likely purchased from various underground black markets. With her reputation, she could even find countless voluntary donations of organizations and fans of organs, and find exactly the right organizations.    

Chi Hong's mouth twitched when she heard the answer. Finally, she waved her hand and said, "Don't we have to go through the national medical tests to prevent diseases?"    

The moment he said that, he saw Chen Qun's faint smile and immediately understood what was going on. Even if they had to take the proper route, the Xiangyun Hospital would quickly settle this matter. Besides, Ameera did the surgery privately, and would not even be officially hospitalized in the hospital. The various back tissues that she needed had already been prepared for her.    

Just by seeing her go to the North River Hospital in the morning to conduct various inspections, the Leeyun Group had already sealed off the entire hospital, giving her a super VIP treatment.    

If it weren't for the fact that the facilities here were more complete and the medical power was greater, she might have done the surgery at the North River Hospital and wouldn't have disturbed anyone.    

Chi Hong's gaze shifted as she made a suggestion to Chen Qun.    

"Why don't we both put the donor tissue into the neural tube and directly fix the nerve direction so that the donor tissue will have a greater effect?" Can we compare her medical photos from a few years ago and then print out a catheter that completely mimics her original shape to reconstruct her broken nerves? "    

Chen Qun's mind flew over the System Space. Chi Hong saw Chen Qun once again enter the stupefied state of Scholar's Syndrome and continued to explain her point of view.    

"If it were any other instrument, they would be unable to fit the donor tissue into a very thin tube, which would allow for a better guarantee that there would not be any bubbles in the center. This is our advantage. Why don't we provide better information? "    

Chen Qun restrained his urge to drill into the system and use the time-out skill. He immediately changed the topic and stared at Female Bookworm, who had ten times more words than usual.    

"Why do I feel like you're too passionate? Are you also someone who's a fan?"    

"I neither admit nor deny this claim, while retaining the right to pursue all claims. Besides, why do you call me a fan? I've never heard her songs in front of you guys, but Ouyang Yang likes her the most, so there are quite a few posters and discs of her in the room. "    

Chen Qun immediately understood. "I didn't expect you to like rustic songs. I always thought you liked the type that was like Celine Dion."    

"Your intuition is more sensitive than a woman's."