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   Just thinking about it feels impossible. The truth is that most clinical teachers have difficulty doing it themselves. Maybe one or two cases of this patient just have low sensitivity, resulting in no feeling. Only the doctor himself knew that it was a hit, and what he did was inexplicable.

   A very good doctor can be a boss. The big guy is a martial arts master who has his own secrets and does not teach them, and will not tell others. Because of this, classmate Xie was just as hard as he had to realize before.

   The subtle changes in Dr. Cheng Yuchen\'s demeanor finally caught the students\' attention.

"what happened?"

   "Doctor Cheng is seeing a patient."

   "Is he worried that something is wrong with the patient?"

   "The patient seems to be fine."

   Let\'s look at the values ​​on the ECG monitor: there is no abnormal movement.

  The patient\'s mood is stable, but seeing the eyes of their doctor\'s sister and brother look over, he feels strange, and blinks: What\'s wrong?

it\'s okay no problem. After comforting the patient, everyone turned their heads, unable to hide the surprise in their hearts:

   "The patient does not feel pain."

   "Strange, why doesn\'t she feel pain?"

  The students who discussed this point had a serious look on Dr. Cheng\'s face. The interns have seen a lot in clinical practice, but they have never done it before, but they know that it is impossible for teachers to give local anesthetics to the extent that the patient is not uncomfortable at all.

  People in the capital looked at Xie who was taking anesthesia.

  Xie was unaware of the surrounding environment, and concentrated on his own operation all the way.

   This kind of concentration?

   is kind of amazing. Which students will not be afraid. How can this person be so calm as if he is only living in his own medical world at the moment, like teachers. People in Guodu blinked, and the classmates who were close to Xie asked, "Who is she? Are you really just interns? Have you got a doctor\'s license?"

  Excellent medical students are rare, and it is too rare for medical students to surpass clinicians. No wonder the people in Guodu wondered if Xie was just an intern, or if he was wearing the guise of an intern, but he wasn\'t.

   A few students from the National Association were a little silent and reacted strangely.

   "Ah? Don\'t you know she can do it?" Guodu classmate asked in surprise.

  Let\'s go - Zhang Desheng and the others have a bitter face.

   It\'s not that they don\'t know that Xie is so awesome. It\'s just that as far as they know, classmate Xie was not so good at taking anesthesia before. The only reason that can be explained is that Xie is making rapid progress.

   A scholar who is already very powerful, but as a result, his progress is faster than them, so how can they live like those who want to catch up.

   After understanding the meaning of the students of the National Association, the people in Guodu were shocked: just like the students of the National Association, they were most afraid of this kind of academic bully.

   This person is really the king that Teacher Cao must be banned from speaking? People in the capital were scrambling to run on their brows one by one.

   After the anesthetic was finished in the blink of an eye, Xie Wanying quickly pulled out the needle.

   The little sister who was lying on the hospital bed never cried out that she was uncomfortable.

   The teachers and classmates around him rely only on the patient\'s reaction: nothing to say.

  The anesthesia took effect, and he assisted the nurse to hand over the scalpel.

   Xie Wanying held the scalpel with **** in the shape of a pen.

  Others\' eyes were fixed on her knife-wielding hand: the action was beautiful, like the silhouette of a poster promoting a surgeon.

   The beautiful movements of the peers always make everyone\'s eyes shine.

  The students in Guodu watched their hearts beat, thought of their teacher, and secretly looked at Teacher Cao Zhao.

   (end of this chapter)