Jiang Junming nodded, came to the patient's side, and began to prepare for the operation. From laying a sterile towel to strict disinfection, Jiang Junming did it very seriously. The little girl didn't say anything, and seemed to be very satisfied with his performance. When the scalpel in Jiang Junming's hand fell on the patient, Jiang Junming realized the benefits of this transformation. His control of the scalpel was more accurate, and the fineness of the movement of the eighteen muscles in his right hand and the nine muscles on the right forearm was greatly improved, and as his mental power increased, his perception ability also improved.

"Stop bleeding during surgery is a difficult skill." The little girl said: "First of all, you need to observe the direction of blood vessels. You also know that everyone has individual differences, so no matter how familiar the surgery is, you cannot be distracted during the operation. Secondly, when cutting blood vessels, the blade must be tilted at 60 degrees, and the long curved tendon of the hand..."

The tone of the little girl with a light brain became cold and plain, not as lively as before. Jiang Junming vaguely thought that the little girl would say that she was the "receptor" in the next sentence.

However, Jiang Junming forgot the change in the tone of the light brain in his blinking eyes. The content of the light brain this time was not anatomy in the conventional sense, and he had never learned it. While undergoing surgery, he used a scalpel to stop bleeding. The capillaries were spasmed by the subtle angle of the scalpel, thus achieving the purpose of stopping bleeding. Jiang Junming never even thought about this method. Even if he thought about it, he could not do it. After several physical modifications, Jiang Junming felt that he could barely give it a try, given his current physical condition.

During normal surgery, the hemostasis process must account for at least one-third of the operation time, especially for some surgery with small space and narrow field of view, such as intracranial surgery. A small amount of bleeding will affect the surgeon's surgical field, add countless troubles to the operation, and increase the risk of the patient's operation failure. The surgical skill taught by the light brain to Jiang Junming, or a technical method, is more appropriate, and is indeed very practical.

Jiang Junming tried to use a sharp scalpel to cut the skin of a simulated person. The walking of each capillary is subtle changes. How to use a scalpel to cut the capillary at a special angle to cause the capillary to spasm and stop the bleeding in an instant. The countless details required Jiang Junming to make a decision in an instant. Soon, cold sweat broke out from the tip of Jiang Junming's sideburns and eyebrows.

"It's too slow, hurry up!" said the little girl with a brain-like transformation coldly.

Too many details made Jiang Junming unable to make his skilled anatomical movements faster. The light brain was urging him to improve his perception ability to the highest level. He identified every capillary under the blade of the scalpel and used the modified muscles to adjust the angle of the scalpel.

It was very tired, but not long, Jiang Junming felt a little tired. In such a short time, he seemed to have done nothing, but he was even more tired than running a few thousand meters in a church academy. He was always concentrating, and always using the modified palms and forearm muscles to adjust the angle of the scalpel. Jiang Junming felt that if he hadn't been modified by the brain first, which had both explosive power and endurance, he could no longer hold on at this time.

The little girl did not praise Jiang Junming's performance. She did not scold him like a priest teacher in the church academy. Instead, she coldly pointed out the shortcomings of Jiang Junming's every move. She also asked Jiang Junming to turn back until she was satisfied.

This training class is like hell. Jiang Junming's awkward technique became skilled little by little under the guidance of the little girl. The operation was done neatly. During the skin opening, Jiang Junming did not even use up a piece of gauze dipped in blood and entered the abdominal cavity. You should know that in normal surgery, the bleeding should be stopped by electric burning, rather than Jiang Junming's simple technical means to stop bleeding.

The operation process is extremely rigorous, and each step is as standard as a textbook. Until the spleen that simulates the broken human, it rinses off the abdominal cavity and examines the vascular ligation site. Jiang Junming began to suture the surgical incision layer by layer.

During suture, the surgical incision is already recovering from growth.

It was a long operation. After the last stitch, Jiang Junming let out a long breath. Although he was very tired, he gained a lot. Jiang Junming deeply realized the fine control of the muscle tissue of his hands and arms after being modified by the light brain, and learned a very practical surgical skill. Jiang Junming glanced at the simulated person and looked very good, without the weakness after the operation, as if he had recovered for more than ten days after the operation.

After the operation, the little girl did not give Jiang Junming a break and said, "Now we start learning primary pharmacology."

In the six-sided rectangular space of the light brain, Jiang Junming's body recovered quickly, and his fatigue just now disappeared quickly. The little girl who transformed the light brain just finished speaking, suddenly frowned and said, "Someone is looking for you outside."

As soon as the little girl with light brain transformed into words, Jiang Junming felt that his eyes turned dark, and then he left the light brain space and woke up.

"Junming, wake up, wake up!" Cairns called anxiously, as if something urgent suddenly happened.

Jiang Junming opened his eyes and asked with a smile: "I woke up, what happened, Keynes?"

Seeing Jiang Junming open his eyes, Keynes excitedly grabbed Jiang Junming's shoulder, his eyes covered with blood, as if blood would drip in the blink of an eye, and said, "My father's condition has recurred and he is unconscious again."

"Hmm?" Jiang Junming's heart trembled. What he was worried about still happened. Could it be that Sir Slo really had a lurking condition? He didn't find it when he checked the body? No, even if he didn't find it during the body examination, he could see it clearly at a glance. No matter what the lesions could be clearly seen, how could it be missed? Thinking of it, Jiang Junming stood up and said, "Let's go and take a look."

"Your body..." Cairns was moved to see what happened to his father when Jiang Junming said nothing. In order to save people, he casted the magic tricks too much, which caused him to fall into a coma. Just a little bit better, he asked him to "cast the magic tricks", which was a bit too much. Cairns felt a little guilty and followed Jiang Junming and asked in a low voice.

"I'm fine, how about Sir Slow now?" Jiang Junming asked.

"I'm unconscious again, and the great priest has no choice but to use divine magic to maintain it." Cairns said.

Walking quickly to Sir Slo's room, Jiang Junming and Cairns asked about some of the things that happened when they were unconscious. Sir Slo seemed to have recovered, but just as the Jazz Lady and Cairns sent the Grand Priest and the priest sent by the Temple left, for some reason, Sir Slo suddenly turned pale and soon fell into a coma again.

The great priest and the priest sent by the temple returned before they could go out. Just like last time, the great priest's healing magic technique could not cure Sir Slo, and they could not even make him wake up from his coma. The great priest could only barely maintain Sir Slo's life and wait for miraculous changes to appear.

But the reason why miracles can become miracles is that they rarely appear. Can things that happen one after another still be called miracles? For this reason, the priest, the magician and Mrs. Slo had a disagreement.

Jiang Junming and Cairns came to Sir Slow's room and saw that Jiang Junming woke up. It seemed that nothing was wrong. Mrs. Slow's expression relaxed a little.

"Junming, you are awake. How is your health?" asked Mrs. Slo.

"I'm fine." Jiang Junming said.

"The Jazz is unconscious again. Cairns has told you. Do you have any other way?" asked Mrs. Slo.

"If he had a way, Sir Slow would not be unconscious again." The priest sent by the temple muttered in a low voice when he heard Mrs. Slow's question. The priest always felt incredible about Jiang Junming's "miraculous" rescue of Slow, and even his heart was even more jealous. His divine art could not save Sir Slow, and the priest of the priest of the Goddess Church could not save Sir Slow. Even the great priest of the Morning Light Church could not do it. But a young believer who cared for the Goddess Church could do it. Is there anything more ridiculous in the world than this? Moreover, the young man named Junming also claimed to be a priest who cared for the church and presided over a temple. No matter which one was, it made the flames of jealousy burn in his heart.

Seeing Sir Slow unconscious again, the priest was a little surprised, but more of the joy hidden deep in his heart. It would be like Jiang Junmei to cure Slow's illness, and he would not show his stupidity.

Jiang Junming heard the priest muttering in a low voice and glanced at the people in the room. Seeing that the priest and the priest sent by the temple had not left yet, the priest maintained Sir Slo's life, he sighed in his heart. A big figure like Slo can make the priest stay here all day long. Even if the priest's healing magic cannot cure his disease, it can only maintain his life. And among the poor in the slums, countless poor people could not even see the priest under martial law, and no one paid attention to it.

Sighing helplessly in his heart, Jiang Junming replied calmly: "I just heard from Keynes that I don't know much about Sir Slo's condition this time, so I need to take a look further."

Mrs. Slo was not only disappointed when she heard Jiang Junming not agreeing that she could treat her. But there was no better way at this time. Even the great priest's healing magic technique was powerless, so she had to let Jiang Junming try it again.

Jiang Junming walked to Sir Slow's hospital bed and saw that Sir Slow's face was pale and no longer had the painful expression of the last time, but the coma seemed to be deeper, lying on the hospital bed like a dead person. It was really strange, what happened? Jiang Junming frowned and reached out to try Sir Slow's pulse. The pulse was weak. If Jiang Junming had not been modified by the light brain, it would be difficult to detect such a weak radial artery pulsation. (To be continued...)
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