What is the situation?

Cao Yong took the lead and approached the operating table. The rest followed him.

"No, right."

This voice is from Xie.

At first glance, the group of people who came almost mistakenly thought that she was the teacher here. Student Xie's tone was like a commander giving instructions.

"Move the tip of the knife down a little further, either vertically or parallelly, it is a 30-degree angle at the lower left corner, and it moves about 2 mm."

Thirty degrees angle, 2 mm?

They stomped on the brakes and braked their feet, if they were scared.

Zhang Tinghai rubbed his chest unconsciously, and suddenly he could understand why Chang Jiawei, the chatterbox, stopped talking.

How to achieve the requirement of moving at a thirty-degree angle of two millimeters? It sounds terrible. It moves like a microscope. Is it meaningful to move a little bit of distance like this?

Dr. Liu blew a few breaths of hot air on his nose behind his surgical mask. Unconsciously, he found that he was sweating, and the hot sweat on his cheeks stuck to the surgical mask. He seemed to have figured out where the pressure on him and the main surgeon came from, but he didn't understand very well: he asked Student Xie to help supervise and inspect the monitoring data to assist the main surgeon to determine the position of the surgery. Unexpectedly, Student Xie, who had accepted the task, performed the task so seriously that the two teachers were sweating violently.

It is important for people who are serious about it to issue a movement indication of two millimeters and thirty degrees.

I can only say that the stubbornness of Xie is better than seeing it at first sight. After seeing it with my own eyes and having a personal experience, it makes people feel that they are going to urge people to dive on the ten-meter high platform, and their hearts are thumping.

Gu Qi took two more breaths, and Dr. Liu held his heartbeat and saw Chang Jiawei on the opposite side without saying a word to scold someone.

Not to mention that Zhang Tinghai felt the surgery was strange, it was the first time that Dr. Liu and I discovered that Chang Jiawei was surprisingly abnormal during the operation.

At thirty degrees, two millimeters are usually the teacher who will definitely get angry when he hears this: What are you saying? Are you playing with the teacher?

"Well—" Chang Jiawei made a deep response in his throat, which was very different from his usual careless tone.

Dr. Liu was surprised. Could it be that the surgeon was really considering this strange proposal of two millimeters in the thirty-degree angle.

"You said, why do you move like this?" Chang Jiawei's voice asking the question was very calm and solemn at this moment.

The playboy suddenly seemed to have forgotten that he was talking to a girl, and he stopped calling Yingying, and his demeanor showed a serious and rigorous academic atmosphere.

The teacher wants to talk about academics, and Xie is excited.

"Teacher Chang, this is the case. According to my observation, at this position, you only need to touch it with an ultrasonic bone knife, and the entire bone can be broken from the middle of this point without cutting it again. This will reduce the damage to the patient and save the operation time." Xie Wanying said.

Several people were communicating on the operating table. Cao Yong and the others who were tiptoed by the outside, heard her speech and couldn't help but look at the art field she was pointing to.

The ultrasonic bone knife was held in Chang Jiawei's hand, and neither his hand nor the knife head moved, like a sculpture.
Chapter completed!