Yun Si sat under the surgical microscope with calm eyes.
Reattachment of severed limbs is not a difficulty for her, but a trouble.
"How long will it take to heal?" Lu He glanced at the hourglass beside him. It has been three hours now.
Wan Zheng's leg, under Yun Si's scalpel, could see the separation of the flesh and fascia. Even though Lu He was used to seeing flesh and blood, he still found it shocking.
"It's still early. When Master Jiu treats his legs, it's almost the same. You have to learn something now."
Yun Si lowered her eyes. Her strong psychological quality and medical skills were enough to support her teaching-style treatment: "I have used steel plates and screws to connect the tibia and fibula. Now it is microvascular surgery. Under the operating microscope, arteries and veins are done. The anastomosis connection. After the blood starts flowing, repair the muscles."
After the blood vessels were connected, Yun Si pointed at Wan Zheng's tendon: "Muscle repair surgery, fix the tendon at the junction of the muscle, and then start repairing the nerve."
Lu He studied extremely carefully, and when he looked at Wan Zheng's bloody leg, he no longer felt bloody.
Yun Si felt that it was very easy to communicate with Lu He.
After all, she is a medical student. If she talks about some common medical knowledge, Lu He will be able to draw inferences about other cases.
Lu He watched Yun Si complete the nerve repair surgery and followed Yun Si to suture the wound.
After some mending, he couldn't help it anymore and asked: "Master, where did your thing called a microscope come from?"
Yun Si's eyes were very calm: "Why do you ask this?"
Lu He said very shamelessly: "I mean, Master, since you want to teach me, should you give me a set of the same equipment?"
He looked at the things Yun Si used and felt that everything was the best.
"You are actually like this Lu He!"
Yun Si said: "These are only used during major surgeries. We will talk about it after you graduate. Also, don't talk about these things everywhere. I'm afraid there are some people with evil intentions and ignorance. nonsense."
When Western medicine first appeared, some ignorant people thought it was poison, witchcraft, or magic.
Of course, Lu He and the others wouldn't.
Lu He listened in his heart and turned around to see Wan Zheng waking up and looking at the blood bag above his head with wide eyes.
"I...I seem to be feeling something!" Wan Zheng's voice was dry, a little unbelievable, and he wanted to get up to take a look.
"Now start bandaging. Sprinkle penicillin on the wound to prevent infection, and then fix it with a steel plate to prevent any problems when moving." Yun Si stabilized Wan Zheng and handed over the final bandaging work to Lu He. He himself came to Wan Zheng.
"If you feel it, it proves successful. After the broken limb is repaired, you can move your toes slightly, but not too frequently."
After hearing what Yun Si said, Lu He immediately looked towards Wan Zheng's toes.
"It's really moving!" Lu He reached out excitedly and touched Wan Zheng's shaved legs twice.
"Master, you are so amazing, you can actually regenerate a severed limb!"
Wan Zheng was also shocked. He looked at Yun Si, then looked at his moving toes, and smiled like a fool: "Hahahaha, I can go to the battlefield again, little brother, you It works!"
Yun Si stood beside Wan Zheng, unprepared, and was punched on the shoulder by Wan Zheng who sat up.
Her legs softened and she suddenly knelt in front of Wan Zheng's bed: "..."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, get up quickly." Wan Zheng said, actually about to get out of bed.
"Vice General Wan, lie down well."
A majestic voice reached Wan Zheng's ears through the screen without any hindrance.
Wan Zheng's smiling face turned away in horror, and the hand holding Yun Si up instantly let go, and with a "bang" sound, he stood upright on the bed.
