The Surgeon's Studio

Zheng Ren’s voice sounded in Su Yun’s ears. In his tone rang a biological certainty, as if it was the will of the universe.

He could tell that Professor Yang did not dare to make a move.

Who would dare to make a move in this kind of situation? There was no operative view. The grayish-white vesicle walls that had been extracted from the vesicles covered the hepatic portal softly. He had no idea what was going on inside.

The only thing they had to do was to trim the vesicle walls bit by bit, exposing their visual field, and then decide what to do.

The operation time was infinitely prolonged. The patient was already in a state of shock. If the ventilator assisted breathing for too long, even if the operation was successful, the situation after the operation would still be unknown.

This guy was finally here!

Su Yun clenched his right fist tightly.

Although he had always advised Zheng Ren not to get involved, there was still a desire in the depths of his heart.

At this moment, Su Yun forgot about the medical dispute. He was just a doctor.

Professor Yang was in a dilemma. When he heard someone speak, he was delighted.

But he immediately thought that the people in his department who were qualified to perform the surgery were all at the frontline. Other than himself, no one else would and could do it.

Even he…could not do it. His mood immediately became gloomy.

Yang Rui looked back and saw that the person who spoke seemed to have seen him before. Because he was wearing a sterile cap, he could not tell at once.

However, in a moment of thought, Professor Yang remembered who it was.

“You are…”

“Zheng Ren.”

The surgery room was completely silent. There was only the mechanical ventilation of the ventilator and the sirens of the monitoring device. It proved that this was a living world.

“Professor Yang, I specialize in general surgery. My skill level…is very high,” Zheng Ren said seriously.

Someone had actually dared to utter those words?

He said that his skill level was very high?

Was he shameless?!

Su Yun lowered his head but unfortunately, he could not hide his face behind his hair. This boss was really cowardly. If it were him, he would definitely say the key points of the surgery without saying anything and shock everyone in the room first.

He did not doubt whether Zheng Ren could perform such a difficult surgery at all. It was just that this way of appearing… Boss, you’re just too lame.

Since he had already said so, who could say no when faced with the Nobel Prize candidate? Moreover, he was just an assistant. It was common to be a temporary assistant. It was not something taboo.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Zheng Ren thought that they had tacitly agreed, so he turned around and washed his hands.

Soon, he washed his hands, disinfected them, and put on the surgical gown. Su Yun followed behind and helped him put on the surgical gown. He tugged at the corner of the gown and said, “Boss, you have to be more confident.”

“Huh? Am I not confident enough?” Zheng Ren was puzzled.

Speechless, Su Yun shook his head. There were so many people, so he did not want to rebuke him.

“Chief Dong, please make way.”After Su Yun and Zheng Ren finished speaking, he saw that Zheng Ren was standing behind his assistant and looking at him.

Dong Jia was stunned. This Boss Zheng was going to be the first assistant?

Although he was a little puzzled, Dong Jia did not refute. Logically speaking, he was only a chief resident. Although he was older than Zheng Ren, he had to give Zheng Ren sufficient respect.

Professor Yang did not notice the conversation. He was holding a pair of scissors and carefully cut open the grayish-white membrane of the cyst.

“What color is the drainage fluid?” Zheng Ren asked after he came up.

“Colorless and transparent,” Chief Dong answered.

Zheng Ren nodded. This meant that there was no bile duct basket. The simulation mannequin in the operating theater was as excellent as ever.

Zheng Ren took a look at the situation and knew how far the surgery had progressed.

He had been simulating this surgery in the System’s operating theater for a month. Although he had failed a lot in the early stages, he was gradually succeeding in the later stages.

He had used up almost all the time he had spent training in the surgery but Zheng Ren was already very familiar with this surgery.

Professor Yang and Dong Jia each held a traction line. Zheng Ren reached out his hand and said, “Chief Dong, let me do it.”

The traction cord was sewn on the sac wall. It was pulled up with a certain amount of force to prevent the liver tissue from being damaged when the sac was cut open.

Both Professor Yang and Dong Jia did not dare to pull the traction cord too hard. This was because the entire liver tissue and sac wall looked very fragile. They were afraid that one force would tear a certain tissue and cause bleeding.

Dong Jia felt a little strange. No one else could do it. However, he had inexplicable respect for Zheng Ren. Perhaps it was because of Fang Lin’s rescue, or maybe because he was a Nobel Prize candidate.

Dong Jia passed the traction line to Zheng Ren and watched it attentively.

The force was increased by more than 50% and a piece of sac wall deformed slightly. Dong Jia’s heart thumped as if it was beating during sinus rhythm.

Just as he was about to remind Zheng Ren, Dong Jia saw the scissors in Professor Yang’s hand stop for a moment, and then he began to move.

The exposure of the operative view was really good…but could this be done?

The answer had not appeared for quite some time.

After cutting it open, Zheng Ren’s right hand, which was holding the lead wire, changed its angle again, and the deeper part of the operative view was exposed.

The surgery, which was originally as slow as a tortoise’s speed, finally returned to normal and began to speed up.

The more Dong Jia looked at it, the more surprised he became. He had nothing to say about being an assistant.

What Professor Yang was going to do next, Zheng Ren could always expose the surgical field in that position a little earlier so that things could be planned ahead.

Using a traction line, hemostatic forceps, an appendix retractor, or even gauze, the amount of force was just right. The surgeon only needed to do the simplest work.

As he watched, Dong Jia was puzzled.

There were a few points that Professor Yang did not seem to realize. It was Zheng Ren who exposed the operative view when he was confused, so Professor Yang took the opportunity to continue separating the vesicle tissue.

This…

Was his skill level really so high?

Dong Jia stood beside Zheng Ren and gradually became absent-minded.

This place was originally the third assistant’s position. After Zheng Ren replaced Dong Jia as the first assistant, Dong Jia did not go to Professor Yang’s side to be the second assistant. Instead, he stood close to the equipment station.

In the beginning, he could still do something to help.

But very soon, Dong Jia discovered that he…had nothing to do.

Zheng Ren was still at ease. He did not speak. All his intentions were expressed through body language.

He would expose the surgical field in advance. Professor Yang just had to follow along.

Looking at the surgery that was led by Professor Yang, Chief Dong felt that Zheng Ren was the one leading the surgery.

He had grasped the rhythm of the surgery and made it easy and smooth for a surgery that was originally clumsy, cautious, and treading on thin ice.

Just as he was thinking that, the surgery suddenly stopped.

The smooth surgery suddenly stopped. It was like a person standing on a speeding car, and he staggered forward due to inertia.

It was so uncomfortable…

Nearly ten doctors were watching from the side, and they all had the same feeling in their hearts.

Zheng Ren held the traction cord with his right hand and extended his left hand. However, his left hand was empty. The scrub nurse stared blankly, not knowing what Zheng Ren needed.

“Sponge forceps,” Zheng Ren whispered, “About that… Su Yun, go and call Yiren. It’s better to call her for the surgery.”