I'm bound to the divine medicine system

Chapter 437 General Teacher
Mu Qingyi was quite satisfied, and nodded with a smile, "Go in, I'll check the lower body first."

After giving Sun Changshou a physical examination, he gave a few more instructions, and then left the ward with Dr. Yu.

Doctor Yu thought silently, he had to go to the pharmacy to copy the two prescriptions again, although he had read the prescriptions yesterday, he didn't write them down carefully.Where did he think that this prescription is so wonderful.

Doctor Yu led Mu Qingyi to the exclusive treatment room for the two of them.

In the past, it was exclusive to Dr. Yu, and there was only one table, but now one is added, and it becomes exclusive to two people.

Mu Qingyi sat down at her desk, took out the treatment plan written in advance, and explained it step by step with Dr. Yu in detail.

The front was fine, but when it came to the surgery behind, Mr. Yu was in a daze.

Mu Qingyi not only wrote the words, but also drew the pictures, fearing that Dr. Yu would not understand what she meant, the pictures were extremely realistic, showing how to operate each step, what she was going to do, and what his assistant was going to do.

In order to prevent Dr. Yu from losing the chain during the operation, after seeking Liao Cheng's consent, Mu Qingyi took Dr. Yu to the temporary morgue in the basement of the hospital.

The morgue was built underground, and a large amount of ice was stored in it to ensure that the corpse would not decompose in a short period of time.

There is a rule in the medical center that if no relatives come to claim the corpse, it can be mortuated in the medical center for seven days and wait for relatives to claim it and take it away. All the information obtained during his lifetime should be filed in the Yamen, and after obtaining the permission of the Yamen, the body will be cremated.

Mu Qingyi asked Liao Cheng for a corpse to be cremated, and led Dr. Yu to light a lamp to dissect the corpse.

Doctor Yu was extremely resistant at first, but when he saw with his own eyes that Mu Qingyi skillfully cut open the belly of the corpse, and the fingers wearing strange gloves flexibly flipped in the belly of the corpse, he felt a strong curiosity in his heart, and blinked his eyes. Staring at her every movement without blinking, keeping in mind every word she said.

"Sun Changshou's liver is not so smooth. There is something growing in this part of his liver. This is the position. I will demonstrate the resection now. You stand over and watch. During the operation, you need to help me pass things, wipe sweat, and clamp blood vessels. , just like this, see clearly—"

The two tossed about in the morgue for several hours until the person who cremated the corpse came to pull the corpse.

Mu Qingyi didn't dare to let the people pulling the corpse see what they were doing, so she just let them wait outside, while she quickly closed the abdomen and sewed it up, and then put the clothes back on the corpse, pretending that nothing happened.

Dr. Yu stood aside, sweating coldly, thinking that Dr. Mu's operation is too skillful!It can almost be said that she is familiar with it, how many times does she have to do this kind of thing to be so proficient?

After thinking about it, he shook again, and the clothes on his back became even more wet.

Mu Qingyi couldn't get enough of the corpse being pulled away, but she couldn't move the other corpses, so she had to take Dr. Yu out of the morgue.

On the way back to the diagnosis and treatment ward, Dr. Yu hesitated for a long time, and finally asked: "Well, Dr. Mu, have you also—— had an autopsy done before?"

Mu Qingyi nodded naturally, "Of course I've had an autopsy, otherwise how would I know what's going on in the human body, and how to treat a disease? These are not experiences that can be obtained by talking on paper. They need to be practiced and practiced. The level of infallibility is the only way to use a knife on a living person, otherwise, if one is not careful, the living person will be put to death, that is not healing, but killing."

　Still writing. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)