Chapter 608: [(608)] Strength is not something you can talk into existence. Chapter 608: [(608)] Strength is not something you can talk into existence. Last time Xie Wanying appeared to have shown up in a laparoscopic surgery, not just standing by the side, some said her advantage was her mouth. Good at theory and first-class at writing papers, yet a big step behind in practical skills, this was a common shortcoming of female medical students. Don’t ask how these people knew; after all, they are doctors of this hospital and clinical instructors.
Would this female medical student also rely on her mouth to do her job in the surgery today?
Or did Tan Kelin deliberately let her reveal her true form on the operating table to overturn her facade?
A series of thoughts flashed through the minds of these people.
“Sun Yubo is not here?”
“Is he standing by somewhere, waiting for a phone call to come to the rescue?”
The muttering of the onlookers followed one after another, with no shortage of eagerness for a spectacle.
Liu Chengran had intended to drive this bunch of guys out on behalf of Tan Kelin, regardless of whether they were colleagues from the same hospital. The person performing the surgery inside the operating room had the greatest power; anyone could be asked to leave.
After waiting for a while, Tan Kelin gave no instructions for the crowd to leave. It seemed that this time he did not just intend to throw Student Xie into the deep end, but rather to roast the student over the fire.
Get used to it, the more you’re accustomed, the better. Being a technical ace was , occasionally a crowd would come to watch you, the national treasure panda.
After establishing a good pneumoperitoneum, the surgery started.
The operation room entered a silent phase, the atmosphere becoming slightly tense. The Proctology staff stopped their idle chatter, after all, they were doctors, not trainees, and knew where the limits were.
Logically, a good Mirror Assistant should take action before the Chief Surgeon. To their surprise, Tan Kelin really made the intern act as the Mirror Assistant to operate the laparoscope entering the patient’s abdomen.
This group of people immediately stood on tiptoe to observe the image on the laparoscopic monitor.
Some stretched their necks, their eyeballs attempting to catch Xie Wanying’s movement in grasping the instruments. Don’t think these teachers would comment on how delicate a girl’s hands were; no, they were only ever looking for the intern’s mistakes to catch her out.
The situation was like the often-discussed female drivers in society, where everyone would use a more demanding and critical eye because mainstream opinions assumed female drivers were bad. Similarly, the mainstream opinion was that female medical students were less skilled with their hands than their male counterparts, and these people were undoubtedly going to use stricter standards to define Xie Wanying’s actions.
Liu Chengran thought Xie Wanying was about to be roasted by fire, and the reality seemed to be exactly so, without any exaggeration.
Pairs of eyes poked at Xie Wanying like needles; she should have been under increased pressure.
“Where is the laparoscope now?”
“It should be the mesentery. But which direction is she going? I can’t see clearly anymore.”
It couldn’t be that they couldn’t see clearly; the image of the patient’s abdomen on the monitor was very clear and smooth, the speed making it seem as if the watchers were on a slow train, the scenery flowing normally, with the details from blood vessels to nerves to lymphatic tissue meticulously displayed, demonstrating the strength of the laparoscope in magnifying details vividly. The so-called inability to see clearly was apparently because the onlookers might not be able to keep up with the operating surgeon’s line of thought.
The Proctology staff felt their hearts thumping; why did it seem like the pressure of the operator had suddenly and indirectly transferred to their heads?
Could it be that they couldn’t even understand the surgical path planned by Tan Kelin’s student?
“Is Dr. Tan directing her?”
“No, Dr. Tan hasn’t said a word.”