Chapter 2415: Drawing Inferences from Analogies
Skin grafting is a metaphor; in medicine, it’s accurately referred to as transplantation, that’s right. Sherlock Holmes Student Pan nodded, "Did you think of something, Yingying?" He squinted, sensing that she must have had some inspiration.
Student Xie pointed out the issue: "It’s not a problem of burning, but a problem of the tendon not being long enough."
This isn’t a plain. In terms of appearance, perhaps the "myotendinous" muscle and tendon are more like a piece of cloth or a rope, the cloth and rope have burned at one end, and you can cut off the burned end and reattach it. If that’s the case, why don’t they cut off the burned end? Because if they cut it, it would be too short to attach. Sherlock Holmes Student Pan’s suggestion is correct; they should find a way to transplant a tendon.
Where to get a segment of tendon for transplantation? As Student Duan said, they’ve never heard of it, don’t know where to find the material.
No, no, don’t fall into the trap of habitual thinking.
If Sherlock Holmes Student Pan wasn’t wearing gloves, he’d be clapping his hands. Excitedly, he said, "Yingying, I understand what you mean."
Student Duan also figured out the meaning of Student Xie’s words, Yuanyuan’s eyes sparkled: "Yes, you can move the entire myotendinous muscle and tendon upward."
If the connecting rope is short, you can move the object to be connected closer, reducing the distance to connect it. There is such a surgery called Myotendinous Correction Surgery. It’s just that it’s usually used for heart structure abnormalities.
With their minds clear, the three young doctors realized they seemed to have leveled up a bit, able to flexibly adapt in surgery like the boss.
Xie Wanying also felt that her thoughts had opened another door and window.
In the past, the ways she helped teachers think of solutions mostly followed the teachers’ thought paths to find the problem with her own talents. Since meeting Student Duan, and today being inspired by Student Pan, her thinking is no longer stubbornly relying on her own talents to think about problems, but venturing into what could correctly be called drawing analogies.
Being with the teachers and being with the classmates, the thoughts and feelings of these two are really quite different.
They had a solution, and the surgery immediately continued.
The older and more experienced medical seniors around watched the passion of the three young people, feeling their own blood boiling a bit.
Cao Zhao’s eyes laughed with two little whirlpools.
"Why did your Second Brother become a pediatrician?" Waiting outside was really boring, Ren Chongda asked his old classmate. Cao Family’s Second Child had many curious attributes, such as Second Brother Cao’s grades being excellent enough that there seemed no obvious reason to choose pediatrics.
"Asking me this question is like asking yourself why you like staying in the anatomy room and spending all day with the dead," Cao Yong said, disliking answering such nonsense questions.
"Do you think he likes kids?" Ren Chongda was surprised, not feeling that Cao Family’s Second Child seemed like someone who loved kids.
"I don’t think he likes kids either."
This was said by Student Wei Shangquan, who was eating. Seeing a few senior brothers and teachers turning their heads, waiting for his insights, Wei Shangquan swallowed some rice. He just had a feeling, the feeling that there must be some unsaid secret to that person being a pediatrician.
The door of the operating room opened.
"So fast, finished in less than four hours?" Zhu Huicang checked the time and expressed surprise. As a fellow cardiothoracic surgeon, he knew that heart surgeries normally take longer than this.
Upon hearing that the patient was saved, the media outside went wild.