Plague Doctor

Spacious anatomy lab with bright lights.

Three rows of six elevated, temperature-controlled, refrigerated anatomical tables in the middle are made of stainless steel, with a shadowless lamp and a camera hanging from the ceiling above each anatomical table. On the back wall of the lab, there was a white blue background banner: "Dauntless, loving, saluting the general teacher."

One of the anatomical tables was being placed with a general teacher, whose head was covered with a damp cloth dipped in formalin.

The remains were intact, but distorted by deformities in the upper left limb.

The ancient professor stood beside the anatomical table with six students, silently mourning the general teacher.

They all wore white coats, masks and gloves.

Earlier, Gu Jun and his four men moved the general teacher in a trolley. Before the remains were placed on the autopsy table, Xu Hai reported the anomalies in the storage room to the Ancient Professor. Professor Ancient heard his eyebrows wrinkled, didn't understand what was going on, but he didn't understand, or the upper left limb of the body.

It's a distortion that he can't even say what it is.

After mourning, Professor Ancient still took his face seriously and said to the students: "You should think about it. This competition is not easy. I want you all to do your best to do this training and improve yourselves. Don't fail the dead. ”

Everyone nodded and looked solemn. So did Gu Jun, who never behaved lightly in the human anatomy room.

“Frankly.” The ancient professor looked at the body on the anatomical table, "I had no idea what was going on in the upper left limb of this general teacher. Whether this is a congenital malformation or some kind of congenital malformation, let's dissect it first. You all need to pay close attention to the possible clinical connections, and whoever has any thoughts, just say so. ”

Don't even the ancient professor understand? Xu Hai looked at Zhang Hao Run, Zhang Hao Run looked at He Yuhan again. The atmosphere in the laboratory grew more unnatural.

Their medical dogs are professionally trained, and the scenes of rotting meat are much more common, and when they often do human anatomy, as long as the cloth is covered on the face of the remains, there will be no sense of fear. Tension only occurs when you look directly at the body's face, or if it's an anatomical face.

This is how human fear works: one hand, one large intestine, is just a dead thing, and one face has a soul.

Now, however, that deformed left hand is putting more intangible pressure on them than ever before.

He Yuhan took a deep breath of atmosphere, but he just smelled a stronger odor and his heart trembled.

The ancient professor looked around and saw the students like this, his mind was a little heavy. Think about it, the training resources for this competition are already this level of human body, and when you get to the real arena, what will the anatomy be? It is a question of the stability of these young people.

If Xiang and Zixuan are both calm... Gu Jun?

At this time, Professor Gu noticed that Gu Jun's demeanor did not seem to have changed. I really don't know if it was calm or frightening.

“Let's begin by dissecting the back of the wrist and the back of the hand on the left upper limb.” The ancient professors deliberately hammered them and gave them whatever they were afraid of.

Being a doctor has to face too many sudden situations, not always ready to go to battle.

“Ah!” Xu Hai and He Yuhantong shouted. Even Wang Ruoxiang was stunned. Cai Zixuan was also nervous at last: “Teacher, no need to preheat? ”

Before the usual anatomical classes are hands-on, students will do some previews. Teachers will talk about the anatomical knowledge and play relevant graphics and operational videos on the teaching screen, so that students can understand the focus, difficulty, and sequence of the anatomical content, so that they can have a mind count.

Although there is no graph of the left hand of this deformity to show them, it would be nice to dissect other hot spots first.

“Then do a broadcast gymnastics first.” Professor Ancient replied coldly.

This is naturally a cold joke, but the crowd dared not speak loudly, afraid to really do radio gymnastics in the anatomy room.

However, after the coldness of the ancient professors, their stress eased a lot. Still, they stretched their hips slightly, twisted their necks, and moved their muscles. Because the normal duration of each anatomy class is about three hours, and during that time they always have to stand by the anatomy table, the anatomy, the observation, and sometimes really have to do the broadcast gymnastics.

The back of the wrist area and the back of the hand are not big enough for one or two people. Who's first?

Professor Ancient knows, and you all know, how their anatomical strength ranks in this lab.

Wang Ruoxiang is sensitive and meticulous, but her weakness lies in the innate disadvantage and strength of the girl. Some anatomical operations take a lot of effort to complete, and just stopping there takes hours and a lot of physical effort, which is what constrains the development of female medical dogs to the surgical table.

So, in summary, she and Zhang Hao run side by side. Zhang Haoran specializes in basic medicine, and is more exposed to anatomy than to clinical studies.

Then Xu Hai, Cai Zixuan, He Yuhan. As for Gu Jun, he used to be only a strange member, they thought he might be better than the pharmacy He Yuhan to lose, or perhaps the weakest one.

“Ruoxiang, let's start with the main knife.” The Ancient Professor made a decision, "others assisted. ”

Cai Zixuan was relieved. Wang Ruoxiang and Zhang Hao ran forward and Gu Jun watched.

Instruments such as anatomical knives, anatomical tweezers, anatomical shears, etc. are all ready to be placed on the anatomical table.

The shadowless lights above were on, and the cameras were on, all pointing at the bodies on the stage.

Wang Ruoxiang took an anatomical knife, standard grade, stainless steel material from the instrument tray, and the blade looked bright and silver. The touch of the anatomical knife made her finger nerve jump slightly. She recalled the knowledge of the anatomical book and the feeling of cutting her skin...

Next, Zhang Hao grabbed the anatomical tweezer and used the tweezer tip to draw a transverse incision line on the back of the wrist of this deformed upper limb, and then cut the cut line on the back of the thumb. This hand has been twisted into a form that is difficult to describe, and he simply feels the line drawn.

At this moment, everyone's heart rate is accelerating, even the ancient professor.

Wang Ruoxiang concentrated the whole spirit, holding the scalpel steadily in a bow gesture, cut the line marks along the back of the wrist, and stabbed the tip of the scalpel at a right angle to the skin...

As soon as she stabbed her, she immediately became suspicious. The skin on the back of the human hand is thin, and usually the resistance is suddenly reduced when the tip of the knife penetrates slightly, a feeling that the tip has reached the superficial fascia, at which point the blade should be tilted immediately to 45 degrees and the skin cut open.

But now, the tip of the knife has been stabbed a lot, I still don't feel that way...

Wang Ruoxiang stopped immediately, frowned and said to the people around him: “I can't feel the superficial fascia here. ”

Huh? Xuhai can't react instantly because the basic structure of the human body is skin, shallow fascia, deep fascia...

“Cut it open with normal depth!” The ancient professor said unequivocally.

Wang Ruoxiang nodded, held the scalpel steadily, and carefully cut an incision along the 45-degree slope. All this turned on, and a strange burst of dark liquid erupted, almost splashing on her and Zhang Haoran's face.

“Careful!” Gu Jun kept an eye on every situation. Now he couldn't help but shout. He had to pull Wang Ruoxiang apart.

But then nothing happened, and everyone was startled by him. Professor Ancient scolded helplessly: "Don't freak out! Amateur. ”

“I'm sorry…” Gu Jun continued to watch silently. Some danger had already come before you knew it. I hope these black liquids were not.

But since this is a national arrangement, it should have been determined that there is no danger...

The incision and the effusion are flowing out, and everyone is waiting to hear from Professor Gu, because normal bodies don't have this much hypodermic effusion.

“This could be a subcutaneous cyst, possibly.” Professor Ancient's face looks particularly old at the moment, and this left hand is slightly subverting his knowledge, "Go on, there's fluid under his skin, the skin will be more mobile, you guys watch your cuts. ”

Wang Ruoxiang fixed his mind and, together with Zhang Haolan, continued to open the skin on the back of his hands and fingers, then peeled off... As to whether the depth of the cutaneous skin had damaged subcutaneous tissue such as the superficial fascia, there was no way to determine, those black effusions were still there.

The eyes of the two were pricked and sore by the smell of formalin, and tears could not stop coming out.

And because of doubt, stranger, unknown, my heart is getting tighter and tighter.

Zhang Hao Run felt his exhaled hot air smothered in his mask. It was very painful. His hands trembled slightly as he was about to catch his breath...

Wang Ruoxiang hasn't trembled yet, but his forehead is sweaty, and he's also free on the edge of error...

Cai Zixuan and Xu Hai watching beside each other how dare they laugh at both of them, standing beside each other and watching their hands tremble. If they were to go up and get a knife, they would surely act worse.

A long time later, the two men finally completed the skin exfoliation on the back of this hand.

“Ruoxiang, Hao, you can do it.” Of course the ancient professors saw that they were behind strong crossbows, encouraging them, "you did well.” In the face of this, the performance of the two was satisfactory. Professor Gu added: "Gu Jun, you can continue the operation. If you have any superficial fascia, calm down. ”

In fact, Professor Gu did not expect Gu Jun this time. The normal body is okay. If the deformed body, even Ruoxiang and Hao can only perform this way. What can Gu Jun do? Let the boy look at the gap between himself and the spiritual students, hoping that he will be ashamed and brave.

By Gu Jun? Everyone immediately looked at Gu Jun, all feeling the malice of Professor Gu...

Tsai Zixuan really sympathizes. Yarkjun has been suspended for several months. When was the last autopsy? Now this is a duck to put on the shelf.

Wang Ruoxiang exhaled, the mask on his face fell and fell, like a war had just been waged. She handed Gu Jun the anatomical knife in her hand, "Those effusions are slippery, pay attention, come on. ”

Gu Jun took the scalpel and nodded. "Leave it to me. ”

The air was suddenly quiet and everyone's face was full of questions...

You? You are?