Chapter 150: Truly Witnessing a Miracle (Alliance Leader Fuyang Bonus ×8)

Surgery complete.

Liu Zhuren shared this good news with the Family Member.

The weary and haggard Family Member was stunned by the news; he looked as if he were dreaming, standing there blankly like a wooden statue.

Once they returned to the ward, Liu Zhuren removed the dressing, allowing him and the Patient to see with their own eyes that what was lost had indeed been recovered; the old man froze for a full minute before suddenly bursting into loud sobs.

There were no tears; it was a dry howl.

But anyone could feel the joy of weeping with happiness.

"Hey, you, come change the dressing." Liu Zhuren beckoned to Lu Kai, arranged for him to change the dressing, and left the ward in high spirits.

It was good that the Family Member had cried out; all that pent-up frustration and grievance needed to be vented, lest it cause the man some illness.

Upon returning to his office, Liu Zhuren did not change his clothes to leave, but instead took out a book and began to search.

There was indeed no concept of Dislocation of the surgical area in the book, so he took out his phone to search online.

A few minutes later, when Liu Zhuren saw that empty entry, he scrutinized it for a long time.

"Knock, knock, knock~"

A knock on the door sounded.

"Come in."

Zheng Jiaoshou pushed the door open and entered, closing it behind him with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Ah, Zheng Jiaoshou, sit." Liu Zhuren held his phone, pondering this matter.

"Zhuren, I am truly sorry." Zheng Jiaoshou recalled his previous attitude and felt exceptionally ashamed.

But after the joy of discovering during surgery that the Patient's "thing" had not been severed dissipated, Zheng Jiaoshou noticed that Liu Zhuren had not left; he prepared to apologize so that the matter would end there and leave no future trouble.

Furthermore, the "magic trick" of turning a person around today really left Zheng Jiaoshou unable to understand it, and he wanted to exchange thoughts with Liu Zhuren.

People who work in technology are all like this.

"Pah, why talk about that." Liu Zhuren held his phone, looking at the screen from a great distance.

"Zhuren, what are you..."

"Looking for a diagnosis of Dislocation of the surgical area; it's not in the books," Liu Zhuren said. "The medical record we encountered is very similar to a Gegan baodao published by Professor Wu Tianjun in the journal *Clinical Urology* in the year 2000."

"Oh?"

"Both were cases where dislocation was misdiagnosed as absence." Liu Zhuren clumsily searched the database on his phone, but the information he could find was sparse.

Encountering such a rare disease is just bad luck; it is not only bad luck for the Patient, but also for the Doctor.

Who wouldn't be afraid of carrying a time bomb that could go off at any moment?

The one who suffers most is the Patient; perfectly fine, it was just hidden in the groin, yet he was diagnosed as a eunuch, living his whole life under a shadow.

Liu Zhuren stared intently at his phone, suddenly remembering something—the Patient with the Kidney rupture after Lithotripsy seemed to have been discovered by Xiao Wu as well.

His eyes narrowed, his Spirit radiating.

Zheng Jiaoshou shivered; he knew very well that this Zhuren of his looked harmless, but in reality, that was because he had already achieved success and fame, and didn't need to bother with various matters, so he had become indifferent.

Back when he was still a junior Doctor, he had witnessed with his own eyes the various power struggles between Liu Zhuren and other promising professors in the department.

"Narrowed eyes, a belly full of bad water"—that was what a professor who had been squeezed out back then had said. At this very moment, seeing Liu Zhuren narrow his eyes again...

Zheng Jiaoshou sobered up.

Liu Zhuren had not changed; he was still that fierce god. It was just unclear who had caused him to narrow his eyes this time.

"Xiao Zheng, go call Wu Zong over." Liu Zhuren said.

"Alright."

"Wait a moment, you go get busy; I'll think about it some more."

Liu Zhuren suddenly negated his own words.

Some things cannot be pretended once they are known too clearly; what kind of bad intentions could Ji Xiang possibly have?

Right.

See through but don't speak through; speak through and you have no friends.

Why does he need so much curiosity? Ji Xiang just did the work expected of a Doctor, that's all.

The dressing the Patient uncovered had been changed by Ji Xiang.

He didn't think Liu Zhuren was being meddlesome by removing the Gauze and then having a Standardized Training Student change the dressing. Out of caution, he hadn't let Lu Kai change it, but had done it himself.

Seeing the Patient and the Family Member so happy they didn't know what to say, even unable to cry, Ji Xiang was also happy.

Their Luck... no, it seemed his own Luck had gradually increased along with the accumulation of his Luck value.

This was just an ordinary Patient; he had actually thought to enter the System Operating Room to ask the System NPC.

The result was that the System NPC told him to witness a miracle.

Truly good.

Ji Xiang happily wiped the incision with Iodophor, covered it with Gauze again, and taped it with 3M tape.

*Sigh*, he seemed to have done something quite remarkable today; Ji Xiang was also very happy.

After cleaning the dressing tray, washing his hands, Ji Xiang changed his clothes to prepare to go home.

Wu Zong watched Ji Xiang wave goodbye with a complicated mood, feeling a bit of a headache.

"Doctor Ji!" Liu Zhuren called out to stop Ji Xiang.

"Zhuren."

"The surgery the day after tomorrow, why don't you skip the Nan Ke Yi Yuan and join me on the operating table, how about that?" Liu Zhuren asked politely.

"That would be great, I also want to see the Tumor removed after the Embolization." Ji Xiang smiled, but immediately felt a bit troubled.

"I will go greet Mo Jiaoshou on that side; what is there to go to Nan Ke Yi Yuan for? How could a circumcision be as satisfying to perform as a partial Kidney Resection?"

"That works, thank you for the trouble." Ji Xiang bowed politely, then departed.

Wu Zong was somewhat surprised, but immediately understood Liu Zhuren's meaning.

If it were an ordinary person being arrogant and conceited, that would be one thing, but what had Ji Xiang actually done?

From Cavernous Body Puncture to using a tube of Erythromycin Ointment to treat Air Embolism, and then to guiding him on Laser Stone Crushing...

One by one,

Item by item,

They weighed heavily.

The director is not stupid, and in fact, they are incredibly sharp.

Although he did not say it out loud, his attitude toward Ji Xiang became increasingly courteous; looking at him, it seemed he was just one step away from using the honorific "you."

Wu Zong corrected his own thought of wanting to "repay a favor."

He recalled when he was preparing to open the kit to treat the Sinus Tract, Ji Xiang had called him away instead of directly putting on the airs of a superior Doctor.

For a moment, Wu Zong felt somewhat dazed.

Who exactly was the superior Doctor?

"Yifan, what you said sounds truly mysterious."

After getting off the plane, Ling Tian said with a chuckle.

"Yeah, I also think it's impossible; this isn't scientific at all." Ding Yifan frowned, his expression grave.

"How could this be, 'not scientific'—these kinds of lines are only for extras, the ones who get killed off," Ling Tian laughed. "Always saying that is unlucky."

"Senior Brother, look at you." Ding Yifan knew that besides performing Surgery, Ling Tian had no other hobbies; he just liked playing games.

As for things like having a girlfriend, getting married, or having children, he was completely indifferent. Recently, it seems he has been cohabiting with a young woman, but there likely won't be any outcome.

In all likelihood, Senior Brother Ling just feels it is more convenient to play games together.

But it really isn't scientific; he knows full well how difficult Interventional Surgery is. As for the operation in the surgical video, Ding Yifan simply refused to believe it was performed by a man in his fifties.

(End of chapter)