Super Magic Surgery System

As for the rumors, the pragmatic girls specialize in excessive comparisons. The attentive Chi Hong had really compared Chen Qun's imperial black Hemostatic Forceps and her silver Hemostatic Forceps in several surgeries and many experiments. In the end, she found that whether it was the strength or the comfortable feeling effect, it did not matter. That silver medicinal Hemostatic Forceps's performance was stronger than Chen Qun's tens of thousands of dollars worth of black medicinal Hemostatic Forcepss. Especially against a thick blood vessel that was very difficult to clamp down, the silver medicinal Hemostatic Forceps was able to block the blood flow without the slightest leakage. However, if it was black, there would be traces of penetration and additional damage.    

    

The final evaluation that the girls gave was that the silver Hemostatic Forcepss contained silver, so their texture was relatively soft. They could even clamp down on the round blood vessel, adjusting the force, and finally stopping the bleeding. On the other hand, Chen Qun's alloy steel was a little too hard to break. It was a little too overbearing.    

    

Regarding this evaluation, Chen Qun naturally would not tell them the truth. He would let them lie about it.    

    

The surgery had just begun. Chen Qun took the scalpel from Zhao Xue. The scrub nurse whispered from the side.    

    

"Why do I feel like I've already done this surgery once? Or maybe I'm too nervous. It's really strange!"    

    

Chen Qun knew the truth. He could not help but glance at Zhao Xue. He saw that she seemed to have said something casually and did not know what was going on. He could only give a unreliable explanation.    

    

"In foreign languages, this word is called DEJA Vu. It means that we have met before. This word is a French word. " It is a word created by the French psychic, Emil Boval. It describes the feeling of having experienced the current situation. Up until now, scientists' unified viewpoint had been a prank on the memory of the brain. There was no other reason. To put it simply, it was to modify the code in your brain. "Changing the current process to the past so that you can think that it has happened in the past."    

    

He did not dare to say this in front of Eldest Miss. After all, Eldest Miss was too familiar with him. As long as she opened her mouth, she could tell what he was hiding based on her senses. Even Female Bookworm's side might arouse a little suspicion. But to the stupid Zhao Xue, if he showed off his knowledge, it would not result in any other consequences.    

    

Zhao Xue had a sense of belonging, but it could not be explained by modern science. Because he had just performed a simulation surgery in System Space. After making sure that his reputation would not be ruined, he officially started to return to the real world for surgery.    

    

Perhaps it was because he had not performed simulation surgery in space for a long time, Zhao Xue No. 2 seemed to be a little lively and excited in the space. After that, her consciousness decided the reality and allowed her to clearly feel the real visionary feeling.    

    

"Prepare the electric drill! This surgery is a delicate type of Brain Department surgery. We need to slow down a little and ensure that everything goes smoothly!"    

    

As he spoke, the movements of his hands became a little slower and more lively. It was as if he was casually using surgical tools to carve the most exquisite carvings in Qin Fang's brain.    

    

Perhaps it was because of Chen Qun's infection, Zhao Xue felt like she could keep up with Chen Qun's rhythm. She did not even need to look at his movements. She only needed to look at the surgery scene in front of her to know what she wanted to do.    

    

This kind of relaxed feeling was like the first time she had entered Xiangyun Hospital in two or three years. She no longer needed to focus on following Chen Qun's rhythm. Instead, there was a feeling of ease in her heart. This did not mean that she had relaxed her mind. It meant that she had become more at ease, just like Eldest Miss. She didn't even need to look up to know which device Chen Qun needed.    

    

Perhaps this was the feeling that Chen Qun was talking about. After countless training sessions, one's brain would be able to come to a conclusion faster than one's thoughts.    

    

This should be a sign that her skills had improved. Zhao Xue came to a realization from the bottom of her heart. She continued to maintain this kind of focused and casual feeling. She continued to cooperate with Chen Qun and carry out the surgery.    

    

However, this little bit of strangeness still fell into Chen Qun's eyes. He knew that this girl had probably achieved a breakthrough in her skills and was at the critical moment of leveling up. The old man lying on the operating table was speeding up his "life and death tribulation." It was really a coincidence.    

    

Therefore, Chen Qun gave a little bit of cooperation and guidance and continued to let Zhao Xue maintain this state. In this kind of multitasking situation, there was really a bit of difficulty. It made him a little more focused and not so casually.    

    

As the surgery progressed, his speed became slower and slower. Even as the third assistant of the brain surgery, Zhou Lin, who was a rookie in the field of brain surgery, could see his caution. While Chen Qun was changing the tools, he asked a question.    

    

"Chen Qun, is this surgery very difficult? You've been wandering around the edges, are you afraid of damaging the blood vessels? "    

    

Chen Qun stopped what he was doing. He pointed the Operating Forceps at the 3D projection on the side and gave an answer.    

    

"Did you notice the position and size of the tumor and the projection in the patient's brain this time? " There is a slight deviation, especially since I have two capillaries here. The projected image did not show that his malignant tumor had been detected during the past two days. It had become more and more invasive to the sinus. I just need to cut a little bit closer. So I have to make sure there's no mistake. Comparing the projected image and the actual situation of the brain to each other, it will be absolutely safe. "    

    

He moved his palm slightly to the side and pointed to the side of the projection as he explained.    

    

"I am now cutting the side and upper side of the projection. I can see if the revised projection is correct. There are three capillaries below it, but I estimate that there are two more that are entangled with the brain tissue. I have to ensure that every one of them is found before I can cut them. In other hospitals, I can only give up now and use radioactive treatment to maintain my life for one or two years."    

    

Then, Chen Qun held the scalpel in his hand. He used the probe technique and carefully removed the blue-green tumor around it. With the technique of a tiny carving, the fourth and fifth capillaries, which were slightly thick, appeared in his field of vision. Chen Qun heaved a sigh of relief. He located all the capillaries in the positions. The 3D projection next to him also showed the revisions of the images. He had drawn an approximate structural design.    

    

"Prepare to stop the bleeding. Cotton, flat scissors, two liters of heated blood. Everyone, focus, let's start cutting! "    

    

In fact, he was the only one who had performed the surgery. The other three assistants were all in charge of some sporadic work. In fact, the workload was not as much as Zhao Xue's. Chen Qun had chased all the assistants to the side. Everyone knew that it was only 0.1 millimeters. Therefore, it would be a burden for the others to help. There were two Robotic Arms in charge of all the tasks. They wouldn't tremble just because of a single palm strike. The whole operation was a failure.    

    

While everyone was focused on Chen Qun, Chen Qun did not disappoint them. Chen Qun used the smallest scalpel to cut off the tumor. He cut off the different sizes and depth of the tumor with twenty-three cuts. He stripped off the five capillaries and slowly took out the malignant tumor that had been cut into a lumbar flower.    

    

The recorder next to him recorded all of this. Chen Qun was also very happy. He knew that his twenty or so incisions were divine. Without hesitation, they flowed out from the tip of his finger. It was much better than what he had expected.    

    

Without needing to break the system's reminder, he knew that he had gotten rid of his dependence on the system from a certain point of view and could establish his own sect.