Plague Doctor

here you are? Xu Hai really wanted to ask, brother, where did you get your confidence and courage? Did Liang Jingru give you that?

Cai Zixuan felt that Haojun was deliberately enlivening the atmosphere, so he chuckled and cheered, but immediately felt that this was not dignified enough, so he quickly shut his mouth.

"Give me a steady hand!" Professor Gu scolded angrily, Gu Jun is on the top again, isn't he, "That's not how you hold a scalpel, be careful to cut yourself."

Everyone paid attention to Gu Jun's way of holding the knife after hearing the words. The thumb and index finger of his right hand pinched the handle of the knife casually. Of course, this is not a professional gesture for holding a knife...

"I know, I'm not ready to use a knife yet."

Gu Jun put the scalpel back into the instrument tray on the stage, and picked up a pair of round-headed dissecting scissors.

Dissection does not only use a scalpel. Instruments such as dissecting forceps, dissecting scissors, vascular forceps, and retractors are equally important, only in what operation is to be performed.

Gu Jun leaned over to look at the general teacher on the stage. The shadowless lamp above was shining brightly. The skin on the back of the deformed left hand had been peeled off. Although most of the black fluid had flowed away, it should have been white, yellow, and pale The skin under the fascia is pitch black, and the superficial veins and cutaneous nerves that should exist can't be seen clearly, only faintly visible.

To separate such fine tissues, dissecting scissors are used.

"This layer should be the superficial fascia." Gu Jun said his judgment with a low voice, "It's just stacked together."

"Stacked together?" Wang Ruoxiang was slightly taken aback, and leaned closer to get a better look. After what he said, it really looked like...

Gu Jun understood just now that the normal superficial fascia on the back of the human hand is a loose, soft and thin layer, which is conducive to the movement of the skin. However, in this deformed hand, it seems that the entire layer of superficial fascia is twisted and overlapped into a ball, and the extra gap is filled with black liquid.

"Oh?" Professor Gu wrinkled his old face and looked at it through the light. This kid has some ideas, and medicine sometimes needs this idea...

Wang Ruoxiang got very close, almost sticking to Gu Jun's body, allowing him to smell a rare fragrance from the strong body odor, but he just had a sentence to return to her: "Squad leader, can you walk away, I'm in the way." .” It’s really in the way, otherwise he doesn’t care.

"Oh." Wang Ruoxiang immediately walked away a little, not far away, her dark eyes were still fixed on the dissecting table.

Xu Hai and the others seem to have seen that the big bad wolf eats vegetarian food and does not eat meat...

Gu Jun ignored whether the people around were suspicious or surprised, and concentrated on holding the anatomical scissors with textbook gestures: the right thumb and ring finger (ring finger) each inserted into a ring of the scissor handle, the middle finger was placed in front of the ring, and the index finger (index finger) was placed in front of the ring. ) is pressed against the movement axis of the scissors to play a role of stability and orientation.

It's been a while since he left the dissecting table, and it's not that he doesn't feel unfamiliar, but his hands have an unprecedented calmness.

All his conscious memory and muscle memory forged by previous dissection exercises are recovering rapidly at this moment.

Gu Jun breathed calmly, and used the dissecting scissors to slowly separate the superficial fascia from the back of the hand... As expected, under the superficial fascia, there was more black effusion covering the deep structure . He said: "There is a lot of fluid, and I don't think it can be produced by a subcutaneous cyst."

He continued to use dissecting scissors and vascular forceps to carefully cut out the vein network in the superficial fascia.

These tissues are very fragile, Gu Jun has already forgotten to blink, and pressed the scissors with skill, first stretched the fascia with the tip of the scissors, and then gently picked out the veins...

Ah... Everyone's eyes are a little dizzy and their hearts are suffocating. Just look at the blue lines on the back of their hands to see how thin the veins are. It is not easy to dissect a normal human body, let alone now. This tangled and chaotic deformity.

But Gu Jun's hands were very calm, and he neatly arranged and separated the blood vessels without breaking or cutting them.

The messy superficial fascia was slowly dredged up by him!

What the hell...Xu Hai opened his mouth wide, but fortunately he was covered by a mask.

Zhang Haoran is also like a ghost, he knows how difficult this deformed hand is and how much pressure it will bring when facing it, why is it Gu Jun's turn?

Wait, Wang Ruoxiang is working hard to sort out the current situation. Has Gu Jun's second branch of Ren and Du been opened up?

"Huh?" Professor Gu's old eyes lit up, and his heart was pounded, just like the feeling of first love. This kid is too determined, facing such a deformity, but has the eyesight to notice the structure, and has the hand to cut it off, as if he has been groping in the operating room.

The laboratory was still very quiet. Although everyone was surprised and excited, they didn't let themselves make a sound, for fear of disturbing Gu Jun's rhythm.

Gu Jun buried his head in the dissection, his gloves were covered with black liquid, he gradually felt that his hands were no longer his hands, but an automatic machine, and these veins were no longer veins, they did not belong to human tissue, they It's a hidden target.

And his task is to pick them out.

This kind of high concentration made him not feel the pain in his eyes, and made his heart feel empty.

Just keep picking, keep picking...

After a while, Gu Jun successfully cut off the vein network on the back of his hand! Except for Professor Gu, everyone was a little stunned. This is not a student-level manual work.

"The left hand of this corpse is indeed a human hand." Gu Jun still maintained his focus, and judged: "The veins and blood vessels are still there, and its deformity is like, these structural tissues have been forcibly twisted..."

Gu Jun's words were very enlightening, and everyone felt that they had found a way to understand this deformed hand.

the humerus of its arm and the radius of its forearm,

It seems that they were twisted together to form such a weird shape.

But this little bit of possible correct understanding also dragged them into a deeper unknown shadow. Could this really be a congenital deformity, or some kind of acquired aberration? What kind of disease in the world can cause such pathology?

"Hmm..." Professor Gu pondered, "Gu Jun, your idea is very good, so please tell me what you think."

Xu Hai and the others had no idea about this deformed hand, but they had some ideas about Gu Jun. Is this guy really a local tyrant? really.

Just as Gu Jun was about to continue the autopsy, he found a new reminder buzzing in his mind.

[Current anatomy completion: 1, current remaining time: 71:02:46]

This body does meet the mission requirements. He looked at the prompt bar and thought, just now Wang Ruoxiang and Zhang Haoran cut off the skin on the back of the hand without even a 0.1 degree of completion, so other people's operations will not be counted, only his own dissection will be counted.

Does dissecting the vein network on the back of the hand have 1? It seems that the task's requirements for anatomy are not as detailed as abnormal.

He looked at the remaining time of the mission, almost an hour had passed! Although most of this hour is spent on transportation and preparation, the 72-hour time limit is still very tight, because people need to eat, drink and rest.

Especially for dissection, the longer it lasts, the more exhausted the body and mind, the slower it is, and the more error-prone it is.

Hurry up, it's a big deal to drink down a box of red bull, and you'll be ashamed of it.

Gu Jun put away his thoughts, bent down to the deformed hand on the stage again, and dissected the superficial branch of the radial nerve and the dorsal branch of the ulnar nerve...

Everyone has been watching closely, Gu Jun proved with practical actions that his performance just now was not a coincidence, he kept cutting and slipping.

Cai Zixuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion, the youthful aura is called talent! Hao Jun is really talented, and he caught up with the hard work at the beginning.

"Maybe it's just the scissors making it slip?" Xu Hai was secretly lucky. He has always claimed to be the third expert anatomist in the group, and he is better than Wang Ruoxiang at operations such as sawing bones that require a lot of strength. If you really want to compete, he must be the main force. But now, Gu Jun...

Over there, after finishing this step, Gu Jun put down the dissecting scissors, picked up the scalpel, and, holding a pen, removed the residue on the back of the wrist.

The more people looked at it, the more they doubted life... Gu Jun's scalpel also made it steady. He was still stabbed by formalin to tears, and the sound of breathing became louder, but he didn't care about it. Whether it is repairing, cutting, and peeling, it is as stable as an old dog.

Xu Hai was finally discouraged, and he let out a long sigh, he couldn't compare, really couldn't compare.

He Yuhan looked at Gu Jun again at this time, the profile of his face, oops, why did he suddenly think he was so handsome, Ruoxiang doesn't like this one, she likes it...

"Okay, okay." Professor Gu praised softly, his old face flushed with surprise and excitement, and he knew he was right.

Xiao Gu's hands are worth a thousand gold in surgery!

I like Plague Doctor.