The Surgeon's Studio

The live broadcast in Xinglin Garden started at the same time.

Every doctor who received the notification immediately entered the live broadcast room to watch the surgery if they did not have any important duties to attend to.

[The god has started performing surgery again. I’m still watching the replay of his last surgery.]

[I watched it twice, but I still don’t understand how the host surgeon removed the worms.]

[My intuition tells me that the host surgeon may be an e-sports expert. Look at that hand speed, he must’ve achieved an average APM of 500, superior to all e-sports gods! Apart from that, precision is the key, too. He manipulated a tiny pair of forceps outside the body, but every time he grasped a parasite, he didn’t cause any damage to the mucosal layer. That was actually very impressive.]

[I just bought the freshest and most tender tofu ever and prepared thin cotton threads. I believe I can reach the host surgeon’s standard after practicing for one week.]

[Dream on. You’ll never achieve the skill level possessed by the great god in your lifetime.]

Everyone was chatting and exchanging their experience and thoughts in surgery, but this relaxing atmosphere would be short-lived and existed only when the host surgeon was still disinfecting the operative site and preparing for surgery.

Once the surgery had begun, no viewers wanted a crucial surgical step to get blocked by comments.

Xie Yiren gently placed the scalpel on Zheng Ren’s palm, which he used to make an incision.

[Why do I have a feeling that this is an inguinal hernia case? It sure looks like it, judging by the location, but why would the god perform such a low-class surgery?]

[Didn’t you read the case? This is an uncomplicated case of inguinal hernia. Young man, your speculation is correct.]

[What’s there for us to see? Why didn’t the god perform a laparoscopic hernia repair instead? Has he reverted back to simplicity?]

A hernia repair was actually uninteresting. Besides, the patient’s condition was uncomplicated and Zheng Ren’s surgery was plain and simple.

The anatomical structures were clearly visible, and every step was textbook. There was absolutely no deviation at all.

That was strange. The host surgeon had recently performed biliary parasite removal that no one had seen before, and this was the simplest hernia repair surgery possible. Did they possess a wide range of surgical knowledge and experience? Would he perform surgery from other departments in the future?

A few doctors’ imagination began to run wild after recalling the first surgery in this live broadcast room—a simple wound debridement and closure.

[There’s really nothing interesting to watch. It’s just a simple case of herniorrhaphy and has been eliminated in our hospital fifteen years ago.]

[That’s true. The host surgeon still has his usual standard. He used a continuous suture technique to reinforce the weak abdominal wall so that the risk of recurrence can be minimized. These are impeccable, but I really can’t see anything special about this surgery.]

[Can anyone tell me what you’ve learned from this surgery?]

Three minutes later, the surgery ended.

Only a few comments flew weakly past the screen in the live broadcast room.

The viewers had become picky after watching numerous advanced surgeries performed by the host surgeon. A simple and flawless hernia repair surgery was unable to satiate the hunger that tormented their hearts.

Every surgeon knew how to repair hernias, especially through laparoscopic inguinal hernia repair using a synthetic mesh. Therefore, this surgery had no highlights, disappointing every doctor watching the livestream.

The surgery ended, and so did the stream.

[I heard that the professors in Imperial Capital and Sorcery Capital rarely take the patients’ financial status into account. Those who can afford to consult them don’t really care about the costs anyway.]

[Nowadays, this simple hernia repair surgery has become extinct. I really miss them.]

[:weary face: I’ve just learned laparoscopic hernia repair, but now I’ve a sudden, strong urge to learn herniorrhaphy. I think I should spend some time mastering it, just in case there are any poor patients that require me to perform this surgery.]

All of them were doctors and fully aware of the advantages and disadvantages of these two surgical methods.

What was the purpose of the host surgeon’s ordinary and boring operation? It was self-evident.

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The patient was transferred back to the ward after the surgery was complete.

There was no patient-controlled analgesia pump as the patient would receive only the simplest and most basic treatment.

After knowing that the surgery was successful and the risk of recurrence was almost zero, the mother and daughter were finally relieved.

Heartfelt joy was written all over their faces.

Ding-dong!

[The first phase of the continuous mission Doctors with Parental Heart is complete.]

The System’s robotic female voice rang in Zheng Ren’s ears.

Huh? Was that not a general mission? Since when did it become a continuous mission?

Would it become a main mission in the future? Zheng Ren quietly griped about the System’s unreliability.

[50 skill points and 1000 experience points obtained. Time used: 2 hours and 28 minutes. Task completed in advance, additional 163920 experience points awarded.]

Zheng Ren had expected a massive gift since the System had given him two days to complete the mission.

However, the number 163920 still gave him quite a big surprise.

If he were honest with himself, had the System informed him of a reward based on the remaining time of just below forty-eight hours for this particular mission, he would be unsurprised. However, showing him directly that he had received one hundred and sixty thousand points was simply jaw-dropping.

The System was a little too generous.

In Zheng Ren’s view, that amount was just too huge. Exhilarated, he stared unblinkingly at the reward for three minutes.

That was equivalent to more than forty hours of intensive training time!

Ever since the mission Hostility From Peers, the System no longer calculated rewards in days or hours, but started distributing experience points based on seconds. Apart from that, he had even unlocked the Shop in the System. It was a trap. These were definitely traps.

Zheng Ren had a feeling that the System was constantly evolving. It was so fickle-minded.

Forty-hours of intensive training time. That was very nice.

The intensive training time was especially suitable for Zheng Ren, a single-minded, determined, opportunistic and insensitive man. It was difficult for someone with a flexible mind to attentively and continuously perform the same surgery a thousand times for a dozen hours.

There could be surgeons who could perform the same surgery a thousand times, but hardly anyone could learn from their mistakes in each surgery and continuously improve their standard like Zheng Ren did.

Perseverant and brilliant. Apart from his lack of romanticism… he was plain-looking too. Appearance ruled the world; this saying was especially true in modern society. Thus, he had no choice but to hone his skills for survival.

Therefore, Zheng Ren saw these experience points as an essential tool and desperately needed them to survive in the medical world. How could he not feel happy?

After savoring his jubilation, Zheng Ren gave it some thought and figured that the System had a sunny disposition that could radiate positive energy to him.

Doctors with parental heart, a phrase rarely mentioned these days. Most of the time, patients and their family members would simply say, “Doctor Zheng, your services and attitudes are very good.”

This statement always induced a slight discomfort in him.

Doctors had parental hearts.

The mission name met Zheng Ren’s views of the world.

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In the Sea City General Hospital emergency building, a shy and grubby girl with dark hair stood in a spacious corridor in the emergency ward located on the second floor. Her dirty and messy appearance failed to conceal the gleam in her eyes.

After scanning the area like a thief and ensuring that she was alone, she quickly opened a big, black plastic bag in the trash can and took out a few lunch boxes.

The girl and another middle-aged woman squatted in the hospital fire escape staircase and opened the lunch boxes; other than vegetable soup, there was nothing else in them.

The young lady was tall and had very long legs, which made her posture appear particularly strange when squatting. Holding a crumbly, dry bun, she carefully tore off a small piece of it and dipped it into the soup in the lunch box.

Their expressions were full of unpretentious joy as if leftover soup was more than enough to make their life better and fulfilling.