While she was watching others operate, the two senior brothers were observing her, probably still thinking about how she tied her knot with her eyes closed just now in the office.
"Wang Zhaohan, please focus on what you are doing." The resident doctor shouted to the candidates.
The boy's palms were sweating nervously, and he used tweezers to pick up the sutures on the wound. When his fingers shook, the tweezers also shook.
Fortunately, the sutures are on the scalp, so the patient cannot see his head or his hands shaking, otherwise he would be frightened.
Pick up the suture, and if your other hand shakes when holding the suture, the scissors will hurt your scalp this time. The boy's nose is covered in layers of sweat.
The more nervous you are, the more your hands will shake.
Oops, it took me three attempts to cut the thread, and I used tweezers to pull out the cut thread. When it was over, the tweezers couldn't hold it anymore and were too weak.
The resident doctor tapped his pen on the grading paper and knew it was over. The guy in front of him didn't know if he could practice without shaking hands after graduation. Basically, more than half of the medical students who are nervous and have shaking hands are predicted to be unsuitable for surgery.
It is said that it is a psychological problem, and adjusting the mentality can be done, but it is the most difficult problem to adjust the mentality.
Cao Yong and Huang Zhilei looked at the boy and felt that this was a normal medical student behavior.
In contrast, their junior sister, Xie Wanying, had just been tying a surgical knot with her eyes closed. Not to mention her hands shaking, she probably wouldn't even shake her hands if the sky fell. What's going on? The two of them even thought so.
I don’t quite understand.
The boy on the other end was so nervous that he almost collapsed.
Cao Yong turned to his junior sister and said, "You saw his operation, do you want to give it a try on his behalf?"
There were only two threads left in the wound. The teacher was here to watch, so don’t be afraid. Xie Wanying nodded.
When the boy heard this, he took a breath and moved aside to wipe his sweat and calm down. He knew that she was a trainee and probably wouldn't do practical exercises. It felt like the teacher was trying to buy him some rest time.
Xie Wanying, who took the place of the patient, put on a mask and sterile gloves, took the tweezers and thread scissors from the boy's hand, walked to the side of the patient, and took a closer look at the wound condition.
Her posture made other people feel that she was a little confused. The seniors present could understand this, because she was a trainee, so she probably had never learned it, but had just seen it.
No one expected that after looking at the wound for dozens of seconds, she suddenly turned around, temporarily put the tweezers and scissors back into the sterile bending plate, dipped a cotton swab in saline, re-moistened the wound, and carefully
Moisturize a few places.
The boy who was taking the exam looked up and saw her action, and was greatly surprised. Looking back at the clinical teachers, the teachers' eyes looked different.
After rinsing, Xie Wanying turned around and threw the cotton swab into the trash can with a yellow garbage bag. Others thought that she didn't know who told her that this was where medical waste was thrown, which meant that she had a concept of sterile partitioning.
She picked up the tweezers and thread scissors again. This time, it was super easy to pull up the thread with the tweezers. After all, she had just used cotton swabs and saline to moisten away all the blood clinging to the thread.
Snap, the sound of the thread scissors cutting the sutures is pleasing to the eye.
In the last step, the tweezers pulled out the remaining threads as fast as lightning. The patient didn't even frown and felt nothing.
After two efforts, within a few seconds, she had removed all the remaining threads.
The boy who was taking the exam felt his heart tremble as he watched her operate it. It felt so cold.
