On Wednesday morning around nine, Lin Jie arrived at the top-floor lab of the university's dical college complex and found that besides Chen Qiuhua, Fang Huanru, Gao Yanhong, and Zhao Fang were also present.
"What brings you all here? Are you free?"
Fang Huanru replied first, "Teacher, I've heard of Dr. Pei Haiping's reputation and thought I'd co by to et him."
"Gao Yanhong and Zhao Fang have already taken leave from their hospital instructors."
"Their main focus is cardiac surgery, so they can't miss this kind of learning and eye-opening opportunity, right?"
Lin Jie neither agreed nor disagreed and looked at Chen Qiuhua, asking, "Where's the pig heart?"
Chen Qiuhua pointed to the nearby cooler and said, "They're all here. Before dawn, I went to the slaughterhouse in the suburbs to get them."
"They were taken from live pigs, and I personally handled the final processing."
"There are a total of ten; is that enough?"
Lin Jie shook his head and said, "We won't need that many."
He looked at Gao Yanhong and Zhao Fang, saying, "Later, you can take the remaining pig hearts back with you."
"You can practice more with pig hearts, and afterwards, you can braise or make a pig heart soup for nourishnt. It's both practical and doesn't waste food."
"Yes, Teacher!" Gao Yanhong and Zhao Fang responded in unison.
Fang Huanru asked with a smile, "Teacher, didn't you hone your surgical skills on animals like chickens, ducks, geese, and rabbits?"
"You eat these practice animals every day; don't you ever get tired of them?"
This...
The excuse back then has now beco a label on Lin Jie.
Of course, given Lin Jie's current status, no one mocks him. Instead, it has beco an amusing story that so dical college teachers use to motivate students to be proactive.
Moreover, there's a Lin Jie "Butcher Dissecting a Chicken" video online.
It was shot and uploaded online under the encouragent of the well-aning An Keng.
At the ti, Lin Jie didn't mind and treated it as evidence of his own explanation.
Only, this video beca quite popular and was targeted by so as a challenge.
Occasionally, doctors, and even chefs, would film a "Butcher Dissecting a Chicken" video and upload it online.
Thus far, no one has surpassed Lin Jie in terms of dissection ti or the completeness of the dissected chicken bones.
Lin Jie, with a reminiscent expression, quietly said, "Back then, due to my financial conditions and physical limitations, chickens, ducks, and geese were not commonly consud."
Fang Huanru was taken aback and realized her casualness, quickly saying, "I'm sorry, Teacher, I..."
Lin Jie lightly waved his hand and said with deliberate emotion, "It's nothing. The hardships of the past made who I am today."
"I can tell you that I didn't actually practice much on chickens, ducks, and geese."
"In fact, it was all thanks to this..."
He tapped his head with his index finger and said, "At that ti, perhaps limited by my physical condition, I couldn't venture out into the world, so I often relied on my imagination to make up for it."
"This resulted in my vivid and visual thinking being very strong, also known as daydreaming."
Seeing Fang Huanru, Gao Yanhong, and Zhao Fang listening intently, Lin Jie continued, "Nowadays, I can fully simulate a surgery in my mind, reaching a lifelike level."
"After several simulations, I choose the best surgical plan to execute in reality."
Fang Huanru said sowhat in realization, "No wonder. Every ti I watch you perform surgery, the operation process feels particularly smooth without any hesitation."
"So initial cuts or incisions that surprise us correspond with so of the middle and late-stage treatnts, leaving us astounded."
"I see now; you've long familiarized yourself with the entire surgery through this simulation thod and planned it comprehensively."
Chen Qiuhua also said, "This kind of visual thinking ability should be one of Dr. Lin's strengths."
"You all can try to practice it daily."
"This thinking ability can be trained."
"Moreover, after rehearsing several tis in your mind, you won't be so nervous when actually holding the scalpel."
Gao Yanhong and Zhao Fang nodded frequently, like chickens pecking at rice.
At this mont, footsteps could be heard coming from outside.
Lin Jie looked towards the door and saw a man in his forties walking in.
This was a man with ordinary looks, just over 1.7 ters tall, with hard-cut short hair, dressed in a casual suit. Except for his relatively long face, there was nothing particularly noticeable about him.
"Dr. Pei?"
"Dr. Lin?"
Both n asked each other a question and then nodded to each other.
Pei Haiping sized up Lin Jie.
If not for Professor Ren's repeated assurances, he wouldn't have believed that this handso young university fellow possessed such advanced dical skills.
He looked around the laboratory environnt and smiled, saying, "eting here suits perfectly."
"Dr. Lin, there's no need for small talk. Just present your arrangents directly."
"Alright!"
Lin Jie responded simply, then instructed, "Fang Huanru, Gao Yanhong, Zhao Fang, prepare three dissection lab tables, each with a pig heart and a set of basic surgical tools."
He then looked at Pei Haiping and said, "Dr. Pei, let's go to the next room to change clothes!"
"Dr. Chen, you co too!"
Chen Qiuhua, who was called out, quickly followed them.
Once the three of them had changed into disinfected clothing and put on rubber gloves, they returned to find Fang Huanru, Gao Yanhong, and Zhao Fang had prepared the three lab tables.
On each table were two sterile trays, one with a fresh pig heart, and the other with a set of surgical instrunts.
Pei Haiping nodded in satisfaction and said, "Dr. Lin, explain the rules!"
Lin Jie approached one of the lab tables, casually picked up a scalpel, and made several deep cuts on a pig heart.
The pig heart imdiately split into five or six pieces under the sharp scalpel.
He then treated the other two pig hearts in the sa manner.
After completing this, Lin Jie returned the scalpel to the tray, gestured to Pei Haiping, and said, "What we need to do is suture."
"Dr. Pei, please proceed!"
At this, Pei Haiping wasted no ti and went directly to the lab table nearest him.
Chen Qiuhua also moved to the third lab table.
Lin Jie stood before the lab table, exchanged a glance with Pei Haiping, nodded, and said, "Let's begin!"
With that, he picked up the surgical forceps and needle holder, and began tackling the pig heart he had just cut...
Fang Huanru, Gao Yanhong, and Zhao Fang stood in front of the three lab tables, watching the competition up close with excitent in their eyes, their breathing becoming more rapid.
Professionals recognize the subtleties.
They could tell that Lin Jie's seemingly random cuts were actually thodical.
The cuts opened the atria and ventricles, the septal wall, longitudinally and transversely through the valves, and sliced coronary arteries of varying diaters in several different ways.
It's fair to say that all the suturing thods and techniques possibly needed in heart surgery were embodied in Lin Jie's seemingly simple cuts.
Initially, Gao Yanhong moved back and forth between Lin Jie's, Pei Haiping's, and Chen Qiuhua's lab tables, wanting to closely observe and learn their suturing techniques.
Gradually, she stopped going to Chen Qiuhua's table.
She could see that Chen Qiuhua's basic skills were extrely solid and practiced, and his techniques were much better than hers.
However, contrasted with the two experts, Chen Qiuhua's suturing technique seed clumsy, giving a suffocating feeling of discomfort.
This precious mont was naturally a ti to learn the techniques of the experts.
Gao Yanhong placed herself at a central spot between Lin Jie's and Pei Haiping's tables, occasionally looking left and right.
Pei Haiping's suturing technique...
Gao Yanhong noticed that the amplitude of Pei Haiping's arm movents and the rise and fall of his wrists were much greater than those of the teacher.
The suturing thread occasionally rose high, giving an imposing and free-flowing sense.
While the teacher's technique, as always, was like a small bridge over flowing water, naturally lively, and pleasing to the eye.
After observing for a while longer, Gao Yanhong noted a detail.
When suturing different parts, Pei Haiping had already changed several targeted suturing techniques.
In her view and understanding, the choice of suturing thod was as classic as a textbook and handled quite perfectly in specific sutures, with a seemingly unsurpassable feeling.
However, she didn't quite understand her teacher's handling.
Suturing heart valves and blood vessels seed to have no difference in technique, only differing in the choice of suturing thread and the interval and span of the sutures.
Was the teacher using one technique to rule them all?
Gao Yanhong knew well that different parts of the heart had remarkably different requirents for suture force, depth, and alignnt precision.
Using targeted suturing thods was necessary to achieve these demands to the greatest extent.
Her teacher's dical expertise was so advanced that it was impossible not to understand this.
Gao Yanhong no longer focused on Pei Haiping and moved closer to Lin Jie, observing his arm and hand movents with full attention.
Slowly, she detected a slight difference.
When her teacher began suturing another part of the pig heart, the elbow was raised slightly, while the wrist was lowered a bit, seeming to increase the movent amplitude...
After watching Lin Jie switch hands for several suture positions, Gao Yanhong finally confird that her teacher was adjusting the suturing techniques by changing the posture of the arm and wrist...
Among the three, Lin Jie was the first to put down the surgical forceps and needle holder, trimming away the excess suture line.
Five or six minutes later, Pei Haiping also announced completion.
After waiting another half an hour, a sweating Chen Qiuhua also put down the instrunts in his hands.
Pei Haiping, in a modest yet confident tone, said, "Dr. Lin, how should we evaluate?"
"Is it for us to check each other?"
Lin Jie shook his head and said, "All the techniques ultimately aim to restore the heart's original function."
"We will test this with practice."
"Fang Huanru, Gao Yanhong, Zhao Fang, connect the three hearts to an artificial pump and blood circulation machine, and let them start beating again..."
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