During the operation, the surgeon should not say that he should be calm, but at least he should be calm and avoid having strong emotions.

Especially fine surgery such as craniocerebral tumor removal requires the surgeon to be free of distractions and concentrate.

It is no exaggeration to say that at critical moments, the surgeon even needs to adjust his heartbeat and breathing frequency to avoid affecting the subtle movements of his fingers.

Yan Feifan saw that Dr. Qiu Ge's chest was fluctuating and his breathing became a little rapid, and he knew that she was seriously disturbed by the five million motivations.

Logically speaking, this situation should not happen to a well-known doctor like Qiu Ge.

The problem is, this really happened.

Yan Feifan saw that Dr. Qiu Ge was in a state of discomfort and could not control himself, so he was secretly anxious.

Not to mention the incentive of five million, if this operation fails for such a reason, it will definitely be ridiculed by colleagues.

Yan Feifan allows failure due to unpredictable sudden accidents, allows failure due to insufficient ability, and even allows failure due to mistakes.

But because of stage fright and tension?

Yan Feifan does not allow it.

The surgeon suddenly had this situation, and the rest of the operating room looked at each other and lost their ideas.

Qiu Ge, the owner of the incident, is also constantly making self-adjustment.

She adjusted her breathing rhythm and tried hard to get rid of distracting thoughts, so that she could calm herself down.

Then, Qiu Ge turned his eyes to the tour nurse Hu Xue and ordered: "Xiao Hu, come and slap me."

"Try hard!"

Hu Xue was a little stunned and asked in disbelief: "Doctor Qiu, hit you? Do you want me?"

Qiu Ge nodded and said, "Yes, slap me."

"I need some pain stimulation to get myself out of the messy thoughts and regain my fighting spirit and confidence."

Hu Xue, who was confirmed, looked at other familiar colleagues for help, but no one dared to meet her gaze.

"What are you going to be slow? Hurry!" Qiu Ge urged impatiently!

Hu Xue moved step by step to approach Qiu Pavilion and slowly raised her hand.

But her hand was unable to fall down for a long time.

Seeing Qiu Ge staring at him with a reproachful look, Hu Xue gritted her teeth and took a big step back.

"Doctor Qiu, don't make things difficult for me."

"I really don't dare..."

At the critical moment, it was unreliable. Qiu Ge was very disappointed and turned his eyes to the instrument nurse on the side...

Just then, she felt someone approaching her.

As soon as Qiu Ge was about to turn his head, an unbearable twisting came from his right waist and ribs, which made her bend down involuntarily.

"Ah... it hurts..."

"You slut..."

When Qiu Ge turned his head, he saw Yan Feifan who had come to him at some point and swallowed the word "egg" behind him.

She bent down, sucked the cold air, and widened her eyes as much as possible. She waited until two tears in her eyes fell on the ground before she slowly straightened her waist.

"Doctor Yan, you are really willing to take serious measures."

"Do I have a deep grudge with you?"

When she spoke, she couldn't help but feel complaining.

Yan Feifan said innocently: "Doctor Qiu, did I do something wrong? This is the pain stimulation you requested."

"The intense pain that I unexpectedly came should be more effective than the stimulation you expect!"

"Do you actually want me to slap it more?"

Seeing Yan Feifan lifting his right hand high, Qiu Ge hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's OK, it's OK."

"I have now recovered my confidence and can continue the surgery."

As he said this, Qiu Ge returned to the main surgery position, stood in front of the microscope, stretched out his right hand to signal the surgical instrument...

Qiu Ge's right hand sank slightly.

The familiar touch had already told her that the instrument nurse placed it in her hand was a microsurgery scissor.

But there was still a scorching pain coming from the right waist and ribs.

This clear pain made Qiu Ge sure that it must have been twisted and swollen there, and it was possible that it would be bruised and purple.

"Yan Feifan, you bastard!"

Qiu Ge cursed in his heart.

Since she was young, she has never been treated like this.

The problem is that this is still her own request. She can't blame the other party, but she has to thank the bastard for standing up.

Qiu Ge, who was angry, asked himself to focus on the operation in front of him.

The field of vision in the microscope becomes clear again.

When Qiu Ge saw the slightly gray optic nerves tightly wrapped around a small ball of irregular flocs again, his heart skipped a beat.

If an optic nerve is accidentally damaged...

That five million...

That husband's business...

Qiu Ge felt that the surgical scissors in his hand were getting heavier and heavier, and an unspeakable sense of tension came again.

Just then, she suddenly thought of something.

That bastard Yan Feifan shared a microsurgery field with him on the other side of the surgical microscope.

Yan Feifan could see clearly every move she made during the operation.

If this time, I will withdraw and give up.

Not only will it be said that you will be labeled as a loser by Yan Feifan.

This face must not be lost.

It’s not tonight, nor to be in front of Yan Feifan’s eyes.

Thinking of this, something called courage surged out from all over Qiu Ge's body.

This courage gathered on her hands, driving her hands to finally move, allowing the surgical scissors to cut off the first scissors after the operation interruption...

The surgical images in the microscope are synchronized in real time on the large screen in the operating room.

When I saw the surgical scissors in the camera, I peeled off the attachments on the optic nerve one after another, the equipment nurse, the traveling nurse and others all relaxed their expressions.

As members of Dr. Qiu's surgical team, they and the surgeon have both prospered and suffered losses.

As the operation proceeded, Qiu Ge suddenly felt that the detachment of the optic nerve tumor was nothing more than this.

Especially most tumors contract under the action of ethanol, and the compression of the optic nerve is no longer so tight.

This gave Qiu Ge a considerable space for detour operation.

As his confidence increased, Qiu Ge also entered the state and incorporated his work into his own work rhythm...

At 3:18 in the morning, Qiu Ge looked at a small ball of rotten meat in the metal tray and nodded with satisfaction, making his body and mind feel relaxed.

Next, the drainage tube was placed, the skull was connected, the wound was sutured and other finishing work. Qiu Ge did not let Yan Feifan do it, so he dealt with it himself.

"Doctor Yan, you are so cruel that you are not afraid of me holding a grudge?"

At this time, the microsurgery lens between the two had been removed.

Qiu Ge looked at Yan Feifan and said sinisterly: "You must know that women are all petty, just talk and have a heart!"

Yan Feifan said in a singular manner: "Don't worry."

Qiu Ge noticed that Yan Feifan's eyes were calm, and he seemed to be really not worried at all, and he was immediately angry.

However, she thought again that the relationship between the two was because she asked for something extraordinary, not the other party begging her.

Moreover, there is more than her chief surgeon in brain surgery.

Thinking of this, Qiu Ge was a little discouraged.

I really can't do anything about this guy.

Qiu Ge asked curiously again: "Hey, Dr. Yan, if I can't restore my surgical state in the end this time."

"what would you do?"

Yan Feifan raised his eyelids, faced her gaze, and said, "I will take over the operation!"

Qiu Ge was stunned and even stopped the busy movements in his hands.
To be continued...