Chapter 192: Collapse of Reputation

Seeing that the Diaphragmatic Artery was not the feeding artery, everyone let out a sigh of relief in unison.

There is still more to see!

This surgery is performed perfectly; watching it is like admiring a work of art—one hopes it ends immediately, yet also hopes it can continue just like this forever.

"Intercostal Artery! He is performing Super-selection on the Intercostal Artery! Damn it, why is he performing Super-selection on the Intercostal Artery!" one professor couldn't help but blurt out an expletive.

The expletive was not an insult, just pure surprise and astonishment.

"I reckon the Angiography showed a high probability that the feeding vessel comes down from above, so he's just trying them one by one."

"If it were me, I definitely wouldn't dare to perform Super-selection on the Intercostal Artery; is this something a human can do?"

Amidst simple discussion, the Guide Wire seemed to be psychic; the Super-selection, which is usually difficult as heaven, seemed simple as hell in his eyes, and he dove into the Intercostal Artery without a second thought.

This technique is awesome!

Everyone sighed with emotion once again.

"Qin really found the right person."

"You have to say, Qin still has the sharpest eyes and the fastest hand."

"Any later, and I reckon he would have been snatched up by someone else. I heard he is still in Standardized Residency Training; how is it that his surgery is performed so well?"

The technician took a look and let out a deep sigh.

He wanted to explain a sentence, to tell this group of professors not to court disaster, but he didn't know how to explain it. As long as he spoke, it would only make things worse, so in the end, the technician kept his head down, remained silent, and didn't say a word.

Fortunately, the words spoken by this group of Attending Professors were not heard by Qin, otherwise, it would be like slap after slap landing on Qin's face, crackling loudly.

The more fiercely they praised him now, the more awkward it would be when they found out the truth.

The technician suddenly felt a bit dazed; he remembered that scene where the young man insisted on his own views and looked at Qin's Tumor Reduction Surgery with disdain.

It has to be the young man, regardless of everything, charging straight in.

Even if it is Qin, he has no choice but to retreat in defeat.

But this young man's future is likely not going to be so glorious; in an instant, the technician thought of many ways to both take care of Qin's face and successfully demonstrate his own surgical technique.

It's a pity that if Qin cannot have such a talent, he will destroy him.

Given Qin Chu's temper and disposition, this is inevitable.

As the technician was thinking, someone beside him suddenly let out an exclamation, giving him a big fright.

"What is this blood vessel?"

"It's not the Internal Mammary Artery, definitely not, it's another blood vessel."

"Holy shit!"

During the third Angiography, they found the "culprit"; the technician was very clear about this. But perhaps the things that would surprise these "beasts" even more were yet to come.

The technician cast his feelings of pity for Ji Xiang to the back of his mind; seeing that Ling Tian's surgery did not need him for the moment, he tilted his head slightly to observe the expressions of the many "beasts".

Having discovered the feeding vessel, the Guide Wire twisted gently as if it were a living thing, dancing gracefully, and almost at a ninety-degree angle, it "plunged" into the hyperplastic blood vessel in a way that defied the laws of physics.

"Clap, clap, clap~"

One professor had already started applauding.

"Amazing, truly amazing! How did he do that!"

"I don't know, a ninety-degree turn; is he utilizing the elasticity of the vessel wall? I didn't see how he applied the force."

"That's impossible, I didn't see the Micro-guidewire touch the vessel; how did it turn?"

The difficulty of the Super-selection for this hyperplastic blood vessel far exceeded the difficulty of the Super-selection in the Tumor Reduction Surgery performed by Qin Chu, presenting a crushing technical superiority.

Although the Attending Professors present couldn't do it, they could definitely understand it.

As the surgery continued, others couldn't help but start applauding as well.

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, a voice came over coldly.

"Professor Ling, this young man you personally found is awesome!"

"That's right, how did he know that the Right Subclavian Artery had a branch vessel feeding it? Knowing is a small matter, but he was even able to get in."

"That ninety-degree big turn, I've never seen anyone use it; I reckon even Academician Teng wouldn't be able to do it if he came to perform the surgery."

With every word they said, Ling Tian's complexion darkened by a few shades.

After a few sentences, dark clouds gathered on Ling Tian's face, and it was unknown when a downpour would begin.

"Professor Ling, it still has to be your discerning eye; a thousand-mile horse is common, but a Bole is not."

"That's right, that's right." The others realized in an instant why Ling Tian's complexion was bad, but this was an internal conflict within his sect, so it wasn't their place to say anything, but it was appropriate to flatter Ling Tian a bit.

"If it weren't for your recommendation, Professor Ling, I'm afraid this young man would have been buried in the mountain valley for his whole life."

"Qin must be very proud; to say you are Qin's right-hand man is truly accurate."

The more they spoke, the uglier Ling Tian's complexion became, until they hit upon the thing Ling Tian was most worried about, and he roared angrily, "Get out! All of you, get the hell out!"

The many Attending Professors were stunned, looking at each other in dismay.

Usually, Ling Tian's persona was as gentle as jade, but everyone actually knew that he was just arrogant and couldn't be bothered to argue with others.

However, he had the ability; the surgery was indeed performed well, if he really wanted to do it carefully.

But what was wrong today?

Why did his reputation collapse for no reason?

Seeing Ling Tian spouting profanities and veins popping on his forehead, the Attending Professors left at the first opportunity.

Who would come to ask for this bad luck for no reason?

Everyone was even more curious about what exactly happened; why did Ling Tian fly into such a rage? Everything everyone said just now was meant to please him.

No, there must be a hidden story!

Driven by the psychology of watching the spectacle and a gossiping mindset, after returning to the locker room, everyone remained reserved, changed their clothes, and went their separate ways.

Following this, countless phone calls were made to inquire about what had happened.

After Qin Chu stepped down from the stage, he was roaring in his office; it is said that as soon as the Resident Chief opened the door, he was pelted with a water cup.

And the scene that had occurred in the operating room at that time was also gradually pieced together.

A small Standardized Training Student, not knowing their place, had used a crushing display of technique in the operating room to embarrass Qin!

When everyone learned of this truth, they all shuddered in fear.

No wonder Professor Ling Tian had a dark face; those words praising him instead felt like touching a dragon's reverse scale.

How could it not be, when even Ling Tian would likely find it difficult to explain to Qin, even though he was Qin's eldest disciple.

It's over... some people had already begun to regret having said so much in the operating room.

Word of mouth spreads; heaven knows what those words would turn into by the time they reached Qin's ears.

Damn it, where on earth did such an ungrateful little Standardized Training Student crawl out from? When Qin had intended to promote him and had even gone to great lengths to invite Teng to hold down the fort, he had actually embarrassed Qin just to "show off" his surgery.

……

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At this moment, that ungrateful little Standardized Training Student was sitting on a street corner in Shanghai, holding an iced Americano in his hands and staring blankly.

"Doctor Ji, look at that person; why do I feel like he looks familiar?" Zhao Zhe asked, pointing at a sturdy man not far away.

(End of this chapter)