Chapter 850: 【850】Challenge the ultimate exam question Chapter 850: 【850】Challenge the ultimate exam question “I’m not.” Dai Nanhui said, though a layer of nervous sweat had already ford on his forehead.
The egg stood poised, ready to be sutured.
Dai Nanhui threaded the suture onto the curved needle, his slender hands holding the needle driver and forceps. He took a mont to adjust his breathing and mindset before starting the operation. When suturing sothing as delicate as this, a surgeon’s hands must be steady.
The person suturing did not express their inner tension, but for those watching, their hearts quaked, feeling as if the needle was piercing directly into their own heads and hearts.
The fragility of the human organs such as the heart and brain likely matched that of the egg white and yolk inside the egg.
Dai Nanhui narrowed his eyes, his wrist exerting a gentle force, guiding the curved needle with the thread to glide smoothly through the egg white before reaching the shell, and carefully drilling a tiny hole with a soft thud.
As long as the eggshell didn’t collapse, there was hope. Despite the egg white appearing soft yet oddly sticky, after personally trying, he found the suturing manageable. Dai Nanhui’s hands wanted to wipe away the sweat.
Once the knot was tied, he had to pull the suturing thread with a gentle and moderate force, or else the egg white would tear apart.
After one successful stitch, he sutured a few more along the edge of the shell. Feeling as if he had completed the test, he let out a sigh of relief and looked up at the examiner.
Qiu Ruiyun t his gaze but did not say how many points he got, simply saying, “You can step down when you feel the task is complete.”
Since the teacher had spoken, Dai Nanhui removed his gloves and stepped down. Continuing could potentially lead to a careless mistake. Regardless, he had earned peer recognition, and as he left the stage, he noticed the looks of newfound respect from his fellow interns.
“He’s quite good.”
“I heard his mother is a doctor.”
“No wonder, he probably had expert guidance at ho. If it were , I’d have no idea where to start with the needle.”
The male candidate who followed picked up the tofu, which was almost crumbled to pieces.
Dai Nanhui turned around and gasped in shock: Could this person be even bolder than him?
The other interns drew in a sharp breath: Who is this guy? Another doctor’s kid?
Having failed to assist, He Xiangyu clapped her hands, ready to step down, and asked the candidate who chose the tofu, “Which dical college are you from?”
There were no surgical interns from Guoxie among today’s attendees. The reason was simple; it was common practice for the teaching hospital to send their own dical college interns to general surgery first to build their foundation. A high-profile specialty like Hepatobiliary Surgery could only be arranged for their second departntal internship at the earliest.
The candidate replied, “Zhongshan dical College.”
Xie Wanying was pleasantly surprised. After so many years in the North, it wasn’t easy to encounter a fellow Southerner.
This person wasn’t particularly handso, with slightly dark skin, and his intern badge bore the na Geng Lingfei, which carried a hint of an overbearing student’s temperant.
Unsure if he truly had the skills or just wanted to draw attention, everyone watched intently as he perford his test.
After putting on his gloves, Geng Lingfei drew the tofu in from all sides with a very gentle touch, as if organizing its overall square form. He then picked up the needle, like Dai Nanhui, using a round needle with the finest zero-gauge suture thread.
Unlike Dai Nanhui, who was very nervous and needed to regulate his breathing, Geng Lingfei used the needle directly on the most superficial layer of the tofu without any adjustnt. With a light touch from the round needle, despite the softness of the tofu, its skin still had so tensile strength; as long as he applied the correct force, it would not crumble easily under the needle’s puncture.
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