The Surgeon's Studio

The day of the Nobel Prize announcement was getting closer and closer. Other than Wei Feng, sun zeli, and Tang Xiu, all the media personnel in the capital who were paying attention to this matter had prepared two sets of scripts.

One set was for the Nobel Prize, and the other set was for the Nobel Prize-winning manuscripts.

Sun ze li and Tang Xiu met each other in an interview. Because they had a good chat and their projects overlapped, the two of them prepared together.

For them, if boss Zheng didn't win the Nobel Prize, there was no value in reporting this matter.

For Wei Feng, it was the exact opposite. In his mind, there was no possibility of Zheng Ren winning the Nobel Prize.

Didn't he expose the fact that he had received a recommendation early on to get some benefits? Now, the chief resident of Haicheng had become the leading professor of Imperial 912 hospital, and he was even an exception to the rule of being a full professor!

Wei Feng felt that this was already a great benefit.

What he wanted to do was to expose this lie and beat the little Chief resident of Haicheng back to his original state!

He was not worthy!

After seeing a bunch of roundworms the last time, Wei Feng became more obedient. He observed boss Zheng's movements, but unexpectedly, boss Zheng's work and rest were quite regular and boring.

She went to work and got off work every day. She also came back very early from eating.

He rarely smoked and never drank alcohol. Every day, other than work, there was only work. This ascetic-like Puritan life was something Wei Feng could not understand.

Boss Zheng's private life was flawless, so Wei Feng had no choice but to turn his attention to 912 hospital.

He contacted a few junior doctors through his relationship as a classmate and observed Zheng Ren's every move from different angles.

Wei Feng had received news yesterday that Zheng Ren was going to the gastrointestinal surgery department for a surgery. And the patient's diagnosis sounded suspicious. The man had a child in his stomach.

This wasn't a Street tabloid that attracted attention as much as it could. How could a man give birth?

Wei Feng really couldn't understand why no one from 912 came forward to expose such a "stupid" thing!

This was the real-life version of The Emperor's New Clothes.

It's true that people's hearts are no longer what they used to be, and the ways of the world are getting worse. Wei Feng felt as if the entire world had fallen. When he heard the news, he did not ask in detail what had happened. He only asked about the time of the operation and waited outside the operating room early in the morning.

He prepared the recording and video equipment, dressed himself up, and put on a baseball cap. He pretended to be the patient's family member and went outside the operating theater to patiently chat with the others.

With his relentless efforts, he finally found his target, the family of the "pregnant" man.

While chatting with the patient's family, Wei Feng turned on the tape recorder. He suppressed the excitement in his heart. If this were to be reported, it would be a huge scandal.

In 912 of the top tertiary Grade A hospitals in the country, they could actually make such an absurd diagnosis for the patient.

He did not notice the difference between having a parasite in the stomach and being pregnant. Of course, the patient's family did not explain it clearly.

After listening to the patient's family, Wei Feng began to instill in him the idea that the doctors in Room 912 were unreliable.

However, even though the patient's family members kept expressing that they did not understand, they did not question professor Feng's diagnosis. Wei Feng felt disdain in his heart. These people had been brainwashed.

However, the recording could be edited and edited, so Wei Feng did not care what the patient's family said.

What he needed to do was to make sure that a man was pregnant!

It did not matter whether there were any problems with the surgery. If she didn't get pregnant after the surgery, even if the surgery was a success, Wei Feng felt that he would be able to create countless news articles.

For example, the tertiary Grade A hospitals in Xuanji had diagnosed a man as pregnant after forcing the surgery and intimidating the patient.

For example, Wanwan's "authoritative" diagnosis of a man's pregnancy.

For example ...

This kind of headline news wasn't difficult for Wei Feng. He felt that he didn't even need to wait until the Nobel Prize was over before he could start his journey of revenge.

First, he exposed President Zheng, who was now boss Zheng's hypocritical and ugly face. In order to earn money from surgery, he actually threatened the patient to get pregnant.

Was there still any F * cking justice in this world?! Was there still law?

Then, on a certain day in October, the Nobel Prize winner didn't call him at all, which was expected. At that time, she had written thousands of words and exposed his ugly true face from the beginning.

They used all means to step on the shoulders of others and climb up in the process of reverse elimination. They ate human blood buns, but not only were they not condemned, but they also obtained great benefits.

The more Wei Feng thought about it, the angrier he got. He was already beyond angry as he looked coldly at the door of the operating room. He really wanted to give that pretentious boss Zheng a good beating, if he wasn't afraid that he couldn't beat him.

Touching the pinhole camera that he had prepared and adjusting its angle, Wei Feng felt like he was a soldier who was ready to charge into the enemy lines, waiting for the horn to signal the charge.

"Zhou Xiaohai's family!"

Feng Jianguo was wearing a Surgical Gown and a pair of blood-stained gloves. He was holding a Brazier in one hand and an oval-shaped forceps in the other. He stood at the door of the operating room and shouted.

"Brother Feng, brother Feng, we're here." The patient's family members ran over in a hurry.

So they knew each other. This bunch of fools. They were scammed and still wanted to return the change. They didn't even know that they were killed. Wei Feng cursed in his heart as he lowered the brim of his baseball cap.

He lowered his head and followed behind the patient's family members. He used one hand to adjust the angle of the pinhole camera in his clothes.

Grab the hammer! Let's see what else he has to say this time. Wei Feng walked forward, feeling a little excited.

"The parasite fetus has been removed. Zhou Xiaohai can only be sent out after he awakens from general anesthesia." Feng Jianguo said,"here are the samples. They need to be sent for pathological examination." From the looks of it, they should be twins. Why didn't you guys get treatment earlier?"

The patient's family members smiled obsequiously, but their hearts were filled with confusion.

Feng Jianguo took off the gauze covering the pathological basin and showed the parasite to the patient's family.

"Here, this is it. It's been absorbing the patient's nutrition, but it hasn't grown too big." Feng Jianguo used hemostatic forceps to fiddle with the parasite fetus and said,""This is the head, but the brain is not developed. This is the mouth, and it even has a few teeth?"

After he said that, he immediately understood why Boss Zheng was so cautious when he performed the surgery.

Looking at the sharp teeth, Feng Jianguo could imagine how dangerous the surgery was.

Wei Feng was stunned for a moment. What a deformed child ... What the ... He saw Feng Jianguo turn the parasite over, and there was a reverse flow in his chest and abdomen.

Oh ...

He turned around and left, afraid that he would have a nightmare if he looked at it again.

This bunch of doctors were really inhumane! What the hell are you watching every day!

Besides ... Wei Feng was confused. Did this bloody thing really come out of a man's stomach?