Thinking about it, Sister Li came to ask if it was time to start "teaching." [No pop-up novel website] Xun Qi and the mother of a mother and daughter brought back by Zhang Xingjiao in the past year. Although she is older, she can read. She was sent to the hospital to do administrative work and chores. Because she refused to reveal her name, everyone called her Sister Li.
"Yeah. I'll go right away." Shi Niaoren put out the cigarette butt.
The anatomy room is located in the semi-basement of Bairen General Hospital. There are no windows except for a few transom windows closed by blinds. Outsiders cannot see anything at all if they want to peek through the blinds. The door is always closed. No one can open the door except Shi Niaoren. Naturally, this is done in a confidential manner. Human anatomy was still a taboo for many Chinese people until the beginning of the century, and family members would never agree to it unless it was absolutely necessary. Let alone in this day and age.
Shi Niaoren came to a room. Hippopotamus Mao Jing came, and as an anatomy assistant, he also practiced surgical skills.
He opened the usually locked door. He led people down the stairs and turned on the fluorescent lamp. At the end of the stairs is a corridor. Because there are not enough ceramic tiles available, the surface is still simple cement, and the fluorescent lamps above the head cast a pale light.
There was a smell of disinfectant in the air.
The autopsy order for the corpse has been prepared. Shi Niaoren requested that the procedures here be as meticulous as the hospital in Yinshiji. He flipped through the list and found out that the man's name was Chen Yabao and his age was unknown. He was wheeled here, ready to be scalpeled by the doctors.
The anatomy room is not too big, about 60 square meters, and is surrounded by wooden terraces for future interns and nurses to watch dissections. It can accommodate about thirty people if it is full.
The house is rarely equipped with ventilation equipment, which is quite luxurious for a traveler. In the center of the room is a rectangular dissecting table made of reinforced concrete and covered with ceramic tiles. Chuanzhong's own porcelain kiln has not yet started construction, and the square tiles for the veneer are customized by merchants in Fujian, where the kiln has the experience of customizing foreign porcelain all the year round. It's easier to trial-build new products. The finished ceramic tile is indeed a "ceramic tile", not a glaze on the surface, but a real "porcelain tile".
People who travel through time don’t know that ceramic tiles were already manufactured in porcelain kilns in the Ming Dynasty. The most famous “ceramic tiles” left to this day are the floor tiles of the Dabaoen Temple Tower in Nanjing, which are made of blue and white porcelain.
There are many grooves on the surface of the dissecting table, equipped with a faucet and a spray hose, which can continuously wash the body during dissection.
Lead to one end of the dissecting table. There is a material cabinet, which is layered with various anatomical equipment and sampling containers. Next to the dissecting room there is a preparation room and specimen storage room.
It took Shi Niaoren a lot of effort to get the approval of the executive committee to build such an anatomy room. This is not to build a pharmacy or an operating room that can immediately show the immediate effect to the executive committee, but it is in this place. Time and space reconstruction is an important cornerstone of modern medicine.
The lights in the entire room were very bright, enough to see all the details on the dissecting table.
There was a corpse covered with a coarse white cloth on the autopsy table, which Wangwang brought down with a special winch. The deceased was a farmer working on an infrastructure construction site in Bairencheng. He died suddenly while working. He was not a local, so the body fell into the hands of the hospital. There aren't many opportunities like this. The biggest headache for Niao Ren is that he can't preserve the source of the corpse. This time and space is not short of corpses at all. Sometimes after a battle, it can be said to be strewn all over the ground, but there is no way to preserve them. They have neither cold storage nor enough preservatives. And the temperature in Lingao is never low. I had to find one to use
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The hippo changed into clothes first. Wear latex gloves and a mouth reed. Lift off the white cloth. The deceased was still a young man, very thin but with strong muscles and tendons. He had varicose veins on his calves and arms. He was obviously a person who had been engaged in heavy physical labor for a long time. The hippopotamus stuffed a pillow under the body's neck and positioned its arms. Shi Niaoren laid out the dissecting instruments they needed: scalpels, rib scissors, clamps, and skull-breaking saws. "Everything was cleaned very clean. But it didn't need to be strictly sterilized like the instruments in the surgical operating room. There is no such thing here. There is no need to worry about patient infection, and doctors only need to pay attention to their own safety.
"The nurses will be here in a while," Hippo said.
Shi Niaoren teased him: "Do you find it exciting to dissect in front of them?"
"I wish they didn't regard me as a cannibal." Hippo said with a bitter smile. "Although people in modern society cannot emotionally accept anatomy, at least they know that it is something beneficial to medicine. Here?"
"Do you want to take it slow? Concepts don't change overnight. They are the seeds of modern medicine." Shi Niaoren said, picking up a four-page anatomy analysis sheet and reading it.
"What is a dead dump?"
"Sudden death. Probably coronary heart disease or something." Hippo said.
"In this time and space, coronary heart disease is rare. Besides, he is still young." Shi Niaoren looked at the young but gray face, "He is very thin.
Mild malnutrition. "
"I'll fill in the corpse status record." Hippo took the folder.
He muttered to himself as he wrote: "There is a trauma scar on the left arm." He moved the arm to the side and said, "Sorry, man." Note: "Mild muscle rigidity." Turn over On the eyelids, he wrote: "The pupils are round, with a diameter of enough centimeters." Then he pried open the stiff jaw and said, "Look at the teeth."
There were footsteps outside in the corridor. The door to the anatomy room opened. It's Ai Beibei.
"They are coming." Behind her were a group of young women, all of whom were outstanding nurses and the orphans that the time travelers were most willing to poison. Shi Niaoren planned to train them to become doctors, and even taught them some basic medical Latin.
"Good morning" Ai Beibei greeted. "You all come in
The nurses stood in a row at the door, six of them in total. When they entered the room, they all glanced nervously at the body on the table.
They have been working in the health department for several months, are used to seeing various scenes, and have also participated in collecting corpses. I have slowly gotten used to the sight and smell of sores, bloody limbs, and rotting flesh. But this was my first time watching a human dissection. "Everyone put on your mask and sit down, don't move around."
Shi Niaoren admired these girls one by one. Guo Fu also came. This was one of his favorite nurses. Although young,
Yizu's enthusiasm and ability in nursing work are stronger than many younger ones. Especially not afraid of dirt, not afraid of blood, and not superstitious at all.
The girls were a little nervous when they saw the corpse, even though they had seen it quite a lot. But this is the first time I have to see a live "autopsy", which is like the somewhat scary wall chart I saw in class - except this time, people are really cut open and shown. Guo Fu was worried about how she would react. Now she already felt something strange in her heart. As a nurse. She was used to seeing dead people, but autopsies were a new and terrifying experience for her.
Beibei greeted them, went straight to the dressing room, took off her white robe, put on a mask, took a coat from the rack, and put her arms into the sleeves. Shi Fuer, who was also putting on her coat, diligently helped her fasten the straps on the back of her coat. Then. The two people, as if they had rehearsed, walked to the wash basin one after another and finished washing their hands. Aibei picked up a tube of talcum powder and sprinkled it on Shi Niaoren's hand, then held up a pair of latex gloves, and Doctor Shi put his fingers in without saying a word.
Shi Niaoren walked to the dissecting table, took the paper folder from the hippopotamus, and concentrated on looking at it. Shi Niaoren didn't even look at the body on the table at this time. Hippo secretly observed the professor's movements, and suddenly felt that the scene was very similar to the scene when the conductor of a symphony orchestra came on stage, except that it lacked the applause of the audience.
Aibei climbed up the wooden ladder on the side of the autopsy table and took a photo of the corpse from a high position.
"This is the body of a young male," Ai Beibei said. "The growth was normal, mildly malnourished, and the body shape was eccentric..."
Based on these physical signs, Shi Niaoren analyzed the deceased's shape, appearance, degree of tooth wear and skull suture healing, and then said:
"The deceased was an unmarried young man, aged between twenty-three and twenty-six years old." Then he turned to the young nurses and said, "This is the first time you have seen an autopsy, right?"
"Yes, Dean." the girls replied in unison.
Shi Niaoren nodded. "Today we are performing gross anatomy. The reason why we need to dissect this person." He pointed to the body that was dissected from above, "It is so that we doctors can clearly understand the structure and state of the human body. At the same time, we can also know why they are And die.”
Shi Niaoren pointed at the wall behind him and said to the girls: "Please read the words on the wall.
The girls' eyes followed his hand to a motto written in black ink on the white wall.
Shanbabi. Compare
Shi Niaoren read this Latin sentence aloud, then turned it over and said: "The dead educate the living." He returned his gaze to the corpse.
"The man on the autopsy table died suddenly while working. He had no symptoms of illness before. We call it sudden death." He glanced majestically at the girls and saw them looking at him with breathless concentration. Just like the graduate students he taught in the past, who would have imagined that they were still waiting to be sold into slavery in Guangzhou's market more than half a year ago or staggering around begging on the streets.
"We will now analyze the cause of his sudden death from the autopsy."
Finish this sentence. Shi Niaoren checked the set of dissecting instruments in front of him and chose a scalpel. He glanced at the area where the knife was cut with his eyes, and then. The sharp knife was driven cleanly into the body.
When the knife went down, a girl screamed and was immediately scolded by Ai Beibei.
Hippo secretly observed the nursing students. He knew that people with soft hearts and mysophobia would not be able to watch autopsies. Even people with some experience are reluctant to look at the first incision. Until then. The corpse on the table still looks a bit like a living person.
But the first cut was made. There is no longer any fantasy. The corpse has lost all dignity as a human being. Whether it had been a man, a woman, a child, it was now nothing more than a pile of bones and flesh, lymph and blood vessels.
Because Shi Niaoren was engaged in research work, he did not do much dissection in the past. but. Later, he knew that there was a long way to go to perform surgery in the future, so he pulled the corpse whenever there was one. He has re-trained his skillful knife skills. The knife moved smoothly, and the dissection started calmly and quickly.
He made two cuts with a knife from the shoulders of the corpse downwards. The knife edges met at the bottom of the chest cavity, and then he cut from there to the genitals and opened the abdominal cavity. The three swords formed a character straightly. When cutting. There was only a "pop" sound, and the skin and flesh were torn open. According to Shi Niaoren's anatomy experience, modern people with overnutrition will usually have a layer of yellow fat here, but this person is not really lean and lean.
Both Hippopotamus and Aibeibei were looking at the expressions of the female nurses. Three of them had turned pale, another vomited and turned away; the other two were holding on and did not move.
It stands to reason that their group of senior nurses have seen many strange-shaped corpses with intestinal fluids in their stomachs. When pirates attacked Bo Pu, all the students from the first phase of the medical school went out to collect the corpses in order to practice their courage. Although they were vomiting all over the place and had nightmares and screams in the dormitory at night, over time, they gradually got used to the fact that people in this time and space have a much stronger or more indifferent attitude towards death.
Aibei clapped her hands: "Whoever wants to go out for a few minutes can do it. I can't help but go outside to vomit."
But no one moved.
The dissection paused for a moment. Wait until everyone is used to it before continuing.
Now the hippopotamus puts on his own gloves and works with Shi Niaoren. The professor began to use a larger scalpel to peel the skin away from the ribs and quickly opened it. Then use a sharp pair of rib scissors to cut off the ribs to expose the pericardium and lung lobes. The gloves, scalpel and table were covered in blood. Aibei turned on the faucet and started rinsing with a hose. On the other side of the table, the hippopotamus cut open the lower muscle and opened its abdominal cavity.
"This is the stomach"
Shi Niaoren explained. Following the explanation, the hippo extracted the stomach and intestines from the abdominal cavity and showed them to the nurses in a shallow stainless steel dish. Then they checked for specific lesions and put them into a glass jar. Because the amount of formaldehyde that the chemical industry department can produce is still very small, he is not planning to make too many human specimens for the time being.
Shi Niaoren was explaining and dissecting at the same time, and soon the room was filled with a strong smell of blood and stench. Ai Beibei turned on the ventilation switch, and the smell in the room became better. ! ~!
