Chapter 66 Surrealism
For one operation, one hundred and twenty drawings were drawn.
Apart from himself, only Song Zimo had this patience.
Yang Ping admires him very much, sincerely!
The stool is in the corner, so it doesn't interfere with other people's coming and going.
Yang Ping leaned his head against the wall, took a nap, and entered the system space.
In medical drawing, this gap must be filled, and a good surgeon must be good at the construction of images.
However, the system only has surgical training and no medical drawing projects.
There is always a way to achieve it with the help of the system library.
Yang Ping selected several books on medical drawing. Medical drawing is nothing but the application of drawing technology in medicine. It requires mastering some basic painting skills as a prerequisite.
There are many Chinese and Western schools of painting. Which one should you choose?
Libraries have a vast amount of resources, and obtaining useful information from these resources is not an easy task.
Yang Ping wanted to ask about the system, but they ignored him at all.
I had to look for useful information from my memory, hyper-realism! Yes, as far as this genre is concerned, the most important thing about medical drawing is realism, a realistic response to the object, and what could be more realistic than hyper-realistic painting.
Yang Ping selected several basic hyper-realistic painting tutorials.
The book's introduction to the art genre and some classic paintings left Yang Ping speechless.
The realism of each painting exceeds the expressive power of high-definition cameras.
One of them was actually drawn with a ballpoint pen.
There is also a painter who used a self-portrait as a photo to apply for a U.S. visa, and it was actually approved!
How can a painter's pen have such great expressive power! Marvel!
From the stone tools of primitive people to today's precision machine tools, scientific progress never ends. The same is true for skills, such as bone setting, which has developed from the simplest pulling and pulling to the pursuit of the ultimate left and right fighting technique.
Yang Ping began to learn painting in space, starting with the most basic hyper-realistic painting and then applying it to medical drawing.
I don’t know how long I have been studying, but I am finally able to draw decent graphics.
Although it cannot reach a high level, it is more than enough to express a shoulder joint.
The time stayed a little too long, and the five hundred points were consumed quietly.
Yang Ping went to the printer next door and pulled out a piece of A4 paper, picked up the pencil next to him, and started drawing. After completion, hang it quietly on the reading lamp.
The fractures were so broken and there were so many pieces of bone that it was impossible to start.
But it was not difficult for Song Zimo, Xiao Wu Zhang Lin La Gou. He fixed the bone block by himself with his right hand and held an electric drill in his left hand.
The sequence is clear to the mind, and the Kirschner wires are interlaced with each other. It seems simple, but it is full of the mysteries of mechanics.
Science makes the impossible possible.
As the swishing sound of the electric drill stopped, the operation was successful.
Song Zimo tried to move the shoulder joint, and the bone was fixed very stably.
The clever layout of Kirschner wires allows the bone fragments to form dynamic stability and press each other during movement.
Rinse, suture, and the operation is over.
Song Zimo is like an eagle, descending from the heavy rain and standing on the cliff rock.
Yang Ping continued to sit in the corner, leaning against the wall. He enjoyed this relaxing feeling.
Zhang Lin Xiaowu cleaned up the mess, and Song Zimo took off his surgical gown.
On the reading light, there was an A4 paper picture next to the X-ray film. Song Zimo threw his gloves into the yellow collection bucket and walked over.
This is not a simple medical drawing, a hyper-realistic technique, a masterpiece of a pencil.
Compared with professional painters, it can only be entry-level. But as a medical drawing, it definitely has the ability to kill instantly.
There are only three pictures of fracture, reduction and fixation, and each bone fragment and each K-wire is marked with a numerical number.
The reduction sequence and K-wire placement shown in this picture are better than my own method.
Song Zimo turned to look at Yang Ping.
Yang Ping lazily said: "There are many ways to restore the Rubik's Cube, and yours is just one of them."
It took him 120 pictures to deduce the result that he is proud of today. It took him less than one operation to think of a better plan.
Zhang Lin Xiaowu also looked at the picture with interest and did not understand.
The gods fight, and the mortal world is filled with rumbles all over the sky.
The lion's fighting spirit needs to be constantly activated. Song Zimo's potential is far beyond this, and he will not be hit.
Director Han is communicating with the head nurse to see what surgical equipment and instruments need to be added to the orthopedics department. It seems that the trauma orthopedics department will soon become a micro-trauma orthopedics department. There are only two words added to the brand, but they represent the development trend. A major trauma orthopedics department is about to be launched.
Director Tian encountered some difficulties in the operation, so he asked Director Han to come over and provide guidance.
He suffered an acetabulum fracture and sciatic nerve injury. He was injured for more than ten days and was transferred from the hospital below.
Yang Ping wanted to see what difficulties he encountered. When passing by the sink, Su Yixuan was explaining the seven-step handwashing method to several intern nurses.
The two briefly communicated with their eyes as a greeting.
Su Yixuan glanced at the slippers on Yang Ping's feet, and then explained to the intern nurse seriously.
This girl has a nice voice, speaks standard Mandarin, and speaks clearly.
It turned out that Director Tian's surgical exploration revealed that the fracture of the acetabulum had compressed the sciatic nerve, and the sciatic nerve was severed.
Before the operation, this patient had sensorimotor impairment on the injured side of his lower limbs. An electromyogram was performed, which showed conduction disorder of the sciatic nerve, and magnetic resonance imaging showed that it was broken.
If a high-level peripheral nerve is severed, the hope of recovery is slim and the patient will become disabled.
So Tianyuan asked Director Han to come over to discuss. In fact, this is not a technical problem. After connecting the nerve, how far it can be restored depends on luck.
But for this kind of thing, the director needs to come on stage to see it with his own eyes, get multiple opinions, and share risks.
"Did you explain everything clearly before the operation?" Director Han asked with concern.
Tianyuan said: "The explanation was very clear. The electromyography and MRI from other hospitals and our hospital all showed that the sciatic nerve was severed, and a clear diagnosis was made."
"That's good, do the nerve anastomosis and use a microscope."
Tianyuan tilted his head, and the circulating nurse helped him put on the head-mounted magnifying glass. He hung his hands in the air and began to knead the nerves.
The hanging operation is very difficult. Director Tian is still very good, but it is too comprehensive and easy to ignore. It's not without reason that Director Han is so respected.
Director Ouyang completed an operation and came to see Director Han.
Director Han said hello to Director Ouyang in the operating room and asked him to come find him when he got off the stage and talk about anything.
Director Han and Director Ouyang left the operating room and headed toward the dressing room or lounge.
At noon, it’s time to take a break for a surgical meal.
Su Yixuan and the trainee nurses were still familiar with the equipment in the operating room. They met Yang Ping again and said, "Please check WeChat on your phone later. I have sent you a file."
The tone of communication between colleagues is very ordinary and unobtrusive.
After that, he continued to explain the simple knowledge of the C-arm X-ray machine to the intern nurses, like a gentle big sister to the kindergarten students.
File, what file? Sending a punctuation mark is a big deal, let alone a document.
Here Song Zimo finished another operation and sat in the corner looking at the pictures drawn by Yang Ping.
Those who have completed their surgeries in the morning will take a break; those who have not completed their surgeries will continue to fight.
The cleaning lady began to clean and disinfect the room where the operation had just ended.
Yang Ping opened the locker in the locker room and took out his mobile phone.
Where is the document? A WeChat message from Su Yixuan: "On the top shelf of the cabinet in the operating room restaurant, on the far left, there is a bottle of chili sauce with your name on it."
Normal meals in the operating room are packed lunches provided by the cafeteria. Although the big pot rice is good, the taste is somewhat inferior. Sometimes people prepare some Lao Gan Ma and the like to adjust the taste. Usually put it in the dining room cabinet, label it with a name, and take it out for appetizers when in use.
Yang Ping had had this idea for a long time, but always forgot about it, and a trace of warmth gushes out of his heart like spring water.
On the cabinet in the restaurant, on the left side of the top shelf, there was indeed a brand new bottle of chili sauce, and it also came with a small spoon.
Xiao Wu has already taken out the lunch boxes from the thermos cabinet and placed them on the table: "Brother, here, here."
Yang Ping took the chili sauce and Xiao Wu said happily: "Wow, chili sauce."
Zhang Lin was eager to try.
Yang Ping felt something was wrong and stopped trying to unscrew the lid: "This has expired and cannot be eaten."
Yang Ping ignored Zhang Lin's expectant gaze, took the chili sauce to the locker room, opened his cabinet, put the chili sauce in the back, confirmed that it was in a good position, and locked it.
When I came back, I said naturally: "Throw it away"
Song Zimo sat alone at the most remote table. He didn't like to sit with others when eating.
People who know about it won't join in the fun, and people who don't know sit together and don't talk, it's just like eating alone. The difference is whether it occupies a table or half a table.
While he was eating, he was still studying the picture, making gestures with his fingers from time to time.
Medical drawing too! It also has a touch of hyper-realism.
Song Zimo raised his head and looked towards Yang Ping.
(End of chapter)