Chapter 370: [370] Show off talent Chapter 370: [370] Show off talent Several hand-drawn illustrations became visible on the white paper.
“Surgical anatomy drawings?” The three from Zhongshan Medical University craned their necks, their eyes clearly captivated by the drawings.
It’s extremely rare for medical students to be able to draw accurate clinical anatomy illustrations. These true clinical anatomy drawings are not the ones directly copied from anatomy textbooks, nor are they rough sketches drawn to explain a patient’s condition, and they are definitely not about artistic beauty like the drawings of art students.
A doctor’s anatomical illustrations need to be precise, the more accurate, the better. So when Tan Kelin and the others said her drawings were beautiful, they didn’t mean artistically beautiful, but the kind of precise beauty that would make a surgeon’s heart blossom with joy.
To draw the most accurate anatomical illustrations based on clinical cases is not just a test of drawing skills, but also requires a strong foundation in basic medical sciences such as anatomy, embryology, pathology, and a deep understanding of the surgical process. For instance, if one could simulate the laparoscopic view while drawing the anatomical atlas? Just thinking about it would excite any surgeon.
The problem is that even experienced doctors may not be able to produce such drawings. A medical student who can do this must possess some kind of talent. This encompasses solid basic skills, exceptional calculation abilities, and three-dimensional constructive thinking.
Any surgical team that has such a person to discuss internally or to showcase a series of such illustrations to the outside world would be like adding wings to a tiger, stunning everyone.
And now, everyone in the private room was taken aback upon seeing just the tip of the iceberg exposed from that notebook.
Could it be that their junior sister had this unique skill? Huang Zhilei was quite startled, having never seen her draw before. Did Senior Cao know? Turning his head to look, he saw Cao Yong’s face was solemn, obviously unaware and equally surprised.
“Ren Chongda hasn’t mentioned that she could draw these things,” Zhu Huicang said with surprise, adjusting his glasses and complaining about being kept in the dark despite being her old classmate and mentor.
Seeing the amazed looks of the other teachers, Zhou Junpeng looked back to see what Fu Xinheng’s reaction was.
Fu Xinheng lifted his head from his tea cup, and when his unfathomable eyes swept over the drawings on the notebook, he seemed to freeze, full of surprise: wondering what other surprises she could bring to others, including him.
The people from General Surgery Department Two realized something significant had happened. Sun Yubo swiftly turned around and took the student’s notebook, slipping it into his own pocket. The action was so obvious that it was comical.
Those who hadn’t noticed were now alerted by his actions, and Yu Xuexian, delayed in his realization, grabbed Sun Yubo and asked, “What are you hiding?”
Teacher Xiao Sun had taken her notebook. Xie Wanying didn’t understand the motive but firstly made sure to explain all the necessary precautions to the patient’s family.
“It’s nothing,” Sun Yubo glanced at the ceiling, pretending to be nonchalant.
“Clearly, there is something,” Yu Xuexian wasn’t buying his act.
After finishing the call, Xie Wanying returned to her seat.
Kang Mingzhu moved a chair and sat behind her, asking, “Can you draw?”
“No,” Xie Wanying shook her head. She wasn’t an art student; how could she know how to draw?
“What were you drawing in your notebook just now?” Kang Mingzhu asked again.
“I was drawing key points of knowledge,” Xie Wanying said earnestly.
Hearing this, those who had seen could only think… how could she speak with such textbook-like honesty.