Super Magic Surgery System

"Congratulations, you have successfully completed the treatment of patients in the real theme scene. You have obtained three-star evaluation and 30 points of experience. The reward items are as follows: A. one intermediate treasure chest; B. A little bit of freedom and a primary treasure chest. "

When Chen Qun finished sewing up the patient, the sound of the system rang out from his ears.

Continue heap properties!

In any system, attributes are king. It's just that this damned broken system has an upper limit on all attributes. It's a Western upgrade. It is not that the property of domestic system is unlimited, and money will become stronger.

Chen Qun Cai added the last attribute to the sensitivity of his palm, and then listened to the sweet soprano coming from his ear“ Congratulations, two basic attributes have reached the perfect level. Getting an advanced mission: the price of perfection. Please complete 50 perfect operations within 10 days. If the task fails, the perfect attribute disappears directly. "

You stupid system! It's not a pit father! I wouldn't have added that if I had known. Add other attributes to the list.

Chen Qun yelled in his heart. When he came to the disinfection room, he took off his sterile gloves. He was stunned. At this time, the whole hands were as white and tender as babies, the five fingers were together, and all the gaps between the fingers disappeared. Slender fingers like marble, flashing a strange luster.

When I was a child, all the wounds on my palm disappeared. My hands were as round as jade, crystal clear, and more like a pair of flawless works of art.

Zheng Weiguo just walked to the side and couldn't help admiring, "I thought that to be a doctor, you only need to study hard and practice hard. Practice makes perfect. You never have any talent to speak of. But now it seems that it should be wrong to accept this statement from a young age. There are really talents for surgeons in the world. "

He picked up his palm and glanced at Wang Xu beside him. "Xiao Wang, take out your palm and compare with him!"

Wang Xu stretched out his palm vaguely, and his two palms were printed together.

Zheng Weiguo's hearty laughter rang through the room, "you see, Xiao Chen's fingers are half knuckles longer than you, and one third thinner than you. No matter where you put it, it will be recognized as a girl's palm! "

"I don't believe it!"

Zhang Xin turned out from behind and stretched out the other palm to make a comparison.

In the twinkling of an eye, Zhang Xin stepped heavily on Chen Qun and walked out with a straight face. "These are all people. Their palms are thinner than those of girls. Maybe they are women disguised as men. It's better to do a genetic test!"

"So this guy is a human demon!"

Wang Xu laughs, takes back his palm and goes out contentedly.

Who are these people? It's jealousy and admiration, and it's high sounding!

Just 50 surgeries in 10 days? It's not so difficult. You're a broken system. Do you think there are accidents every day?

Chen Qun wants to cry without tears. He takes a look at the other four remaining attributes of his palm. He doesn't have to ask if each attribute is at the full level. There will be a pit father task. I'll be smart next time. I'll add some to 9.

Although it's a holiday to write reports, in the afternoon, Chen Qun goes to the emergency department's infirmary to wait and see if he can get a chance to rub the operation.

I'm afraid no doctor will give him the chance just because of his level. Other novice interns are crying for food!

However, his waiting really won good news. At about 5 p.m., a familiar little girl stood in front of him and said to him, "uncle, can you operate on my father. My father is too stupid. He always cuts the palm of his hand when he cuts potatoes. He just asks my uncle to see a doctor for my father! "

Ha, it's a roll call!

Chen Qun looked at Cao Bin on duty and raised his middle finger to him. He stood up in a good mood and led the little girl into the emergency room.

The little girl's father is in his thirties, so attractive that the little nurses who pass by will look for opportunities again and glance back. There is a long incision in the tiger mouth of his left hand, which is four centimeters deep.

In Chen Qun's eyes, this small wound is not even a wound. However, he remembered that the task required a perfect level of surgery. Of course, he tried his best to sew up the loose skin of the man's tiger mouth with intermittent vertical mattress suture. Although it took four minutes more than usual, Chen Qun thought it was worth the time.

Because from this nine needle wound suture, he saw another qualitative leap in his suture technology, which was exactly the same as the quality and effect of the first suture with the system scroll.

Sure enough, the skill is not as good as the talent.

It turns out that this surgical skill, like singing, is no better than those gifted singers who were born with their own talents.The lower limit is determined by talent, and the upper limit is determined by skill gained by individual effort.

A singer with a full score of talent, even if he has not learned any singing skills, has a score of more than 95. If he practices his skills again, he can reach a height that ordinary people can't reach, with a score of about 120130.

The same is true of surgery. His accuracy and sensitivity are full marks. The stitches stitched out are works of art.

"Bow, uncle, remember to tie a bow!"

The little girl saw that Chen Qun was engrossed in suturing the wound for her father. She also leaned over her head and watched intently for fear of missing something. When he saw that he had finished sewing, he immediately reminded him.

"No problem, brother will tie a big bow for your father!"

In the blink of an eye, a bow with three pairs of wings appeared on the man's tiger mouth. The man's mouth was wide open, because the bow was only the size of a grain of rice. It looked insignificant, but it looked like a live butterfly trying to spread its wings.

Man Leng a Leng, just raised an eye, looked over“ Dr. Chen, can I show my friend the process you just sewed the wound

Seeing Chen Qun's stunned face, he quickly explained, "my name is Li Jiang, a reporter from the county TV station. My hobby is to record all kinds of videos. Just now I saw you have an operation, and I committed an occupational disease. I can't help secretly recording it. I have a relative who runs a cosmetic surgery hospital in the city and is hiring suture doctors everywhere. Compared with your skills, I think all the doctors in his hospital can be dismissed. "

Chen Qun's heart suddenly beat, surging up the impulse to go to the cosmetic surgery hospital. But give up in the blink of an eye, if you go to the beauty hospital, the system rewards a unreliable master skin pulling technology, it's bad. What's more, the beauty hospital doesn't have so many patients for him to sew up, and it's hundreds of kilometers away from the city, so it's easier and more convenient to wait for a rabbit in the county hospital.

"Uncle, how can you sew better than the one on my hand?"

The little girl gave up and was coquettish.

Chen Qun has an idea. She weaves several more beautiful bows on her two little fingers with the remaining stitches.

"Thank you, uncle!"

The little girl hugged Chen Qun and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Congratulations, once again, you've got a" heartfelt thanks from innocence. ". Experience + 5 points, perfect price, completion degree 1 / 50, please keep up

Now it's time to do something small and grab all the stitches from the emergency room. It's a matter of life and death.