Chapter 364: You Are Just a Pack of Ban Lan Gen

Professor Xue erupted with unparalleled power, fully focused, completely ignoring how unhappy the Patient's Family Member was outside, and seemingly forgetting his own recent verbal abuse, pushing his technical ability to the absolute limit.

His technical level was already high, and coupled with a strong competitive spirit, he knew Deng Chaohong was performing surgery right next door, so he entered a super-god state, pushing his performance to 120%.

Once the surgery was finished, Professor Xue felt invigorated, his eyes shining with a piercing, brilliant light.

He was very satisfied with his surgery, having perfectly displayed his technique.

Xu Leyu, the General Manager who had held opinions against Professor Xue before the surgery and had initially only silently cooperated with him, was also won over.

"Professor Xue, your level is truly high!" Xu Leyu finally said with a sigh of admiration.

It is a sin not to respect a master; if a surgery is done well, one should praise it.

Moreover, most doctors belong to the technical school; their admiration for strength is not about money or power, but about technique.

Professor Xue's surgery was better than imagined; Xu Leyu had unknowingly knelt. At the very least, he was on one knee.

"Hahaha." Professor Xue felt smug and did not hide it, laughing heartily, "Is Deng Chaohong performing surgery in the next operating room?"

"Professor Xue, don't go." Xu Leyu blocked him.

"I'm going to take a look, don't worry, I won't say a word. His surgery is as slow as a turtle crawling; it's doubtful he can even finish dissecting the bursa by now." Professor Xue laughed.

"..." Xu Leyu felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

His own surgery could only be described as competent, definitely not good. Even so, Xu Leyu could see that Professor Xue's level was top-tier in the country, far exceeding Deng Chaohong's.

For similar surgeries, Professor Deng Chaohong would definitely be weaker.

After meeting, Professor Xue would certainly mock and ridicule him. The fear was that Professor Deng Chaohong would have an emotional breakdown and be unable to finish his surgery.

Xu Leyu wanted to stop him, but he couldn't stop Professor Xue at all.

He strode out of the operating room, turned around to look, but did not see Deng Chaohong's figure.

"Next door?" After looking around and failing to find him, Professor Xue still didn't give up; he frowned, muttered to himself, and went to the next room.

The operating room was empty, with only a Nurse cleaning and preparing for disinfection.

"Nurse, what surgery did you perform in this room just now?" Professor Xue asked.

Tang Yan looked up, glanced at him, and seeing he was a strange doctor, replied, "Suture Impingement Syndrome after rotator cuff repair."

"..." Professor Xue was stunned, but the intense confidence brought by the surgery he had just finished was like 20mg of Epinephrine; he felt a bit floaty, and he firmly refused to believe the Nurse was talking about Deng Chaohong.

"Nurse, which operating room is Deng Chaohong in?" Professor Xue asked.

"Professor Deng? He just finished."

"Which operating room!" Professor Xue's temper flared; he felt the little Nurse in front of him wasn't bright enough, as he asked which room, and she gave an irrelevant answer.

"This room. Professor Deng Chaohong just finished the surgery for Impingement Syndrome and went down." Tang Yan didn't pay attention to Professor Xue either; she finished cleaning the operating room, prepared to disinfect, and turned to leave.

"How are you talking?" Professor Xue's face darkened, and he habitually scolded, "A nice young girl, yet you lie as soon as you open your mouth. Who taught you that?"

"Hmm?" Tang Yan looked up and sized up Professor Xue, "Who are you?"

"I am Xue Heng from the Imperial Capital, an Orthopedics Department Expert." Professor Xue introduced himself.

He didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed calling himself an expert, his gaze filled with disdain, as if saying, you don't even know who I, Xue Heng, am, and you still have the face to work in an operating room?

To Xue Heng, this was a fact, an indisputable fact.

"Flying Knife?" Tang Yan blinked her eyelashes, "Do you think you're Burgundy? You're just a pack of Ban Lan Gen; only sick people would look for you."

Tang Yan only said half a sentence, nonsensical, and after finishing, she turned on the disinfection light and turned to leave.

It took Professor Xue 3 seconds to react and realize Tang Yan was insulting him.

Just as he wanted to chase after her, Xu Leyu grabbed Professor Xue.

"Professor Xue, this is an operating room." Xu Leyu said.

"So what if it's an operating room!"

"We are in the Northeast; a few years ago, a professor threw instruments at a nurse's face and ended up being beaten until he had a cerebral hemorrhage."

"..."

Xue Heng fell silent and immediately calmed down.

Indeed, back then, two professors in the Imperial Capital fighting for the position of Director of Neurosurgery also ended up in a brawl, resulting in one of them suffering a cerebral hemorrhage and hemiplegia.

"She lied to me first." Xue Heng muttered softly.

"What happened?"

Xue Heng recounted what Tang Yan had just said; Xu Leyu was stunned, poked his head in to see the disinfection light in the operating room was already on, and his body stiffened.

"Deng Chaohong's surgery couldn't have been that fast!" Xue Heng refused to accept it, "When I went in, this operating room was still empty."

"Professor Xue, Professor Deng was indeed performing surgery in this operating room." Although surprised, Xu Leyu still explained.

"!!!" Xue Heng was stunned, but in a flash, he curled his lip and said disdainfully, "Then he must have performed a different procedure. The treatment for Suture Impingement Syndrome after rotator cuff repair is so complex, how could he, Deng Chaohong, have the ability to do it faster than me?"

As he was speaking, he saw Deng Chaohong walking over in a hurry.

"Yan'er, I forgot to take the Medical Record." Deng Chaohong said.

"The operating room is disinfecting, I've put it away, wait a moment." Tang Yan walked to the Nurses' Station in front, picked up the Patient's Medical Record and films, and handed them to Deng Chaohong.

Xue Heng took two quick steps, snatched the films, and without time to bicker with Deng Chaohong, took out the MRI films and held them up to the light.

That's right, Rotator Cuff Injury, Suture Knot Impingement, there's a problem with the Acromion!

From the imaging, the Patient's problem was even more severe than his own patient's; it seemed like the patient hadn't listened to advice after the injury and insisted on exercising.

There are many such "stubborn" people who don't believe in evil; Xue Heng had seen many.

But!

With such a severe condition, how could the surgery be done so fast! He had already performed beyond his level, yet Deng Chaohong had started later and finished earlier than him.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"Didn't I say it right? Such a simple little surgery, if you do it slowly, we won't say anything, but you pretend to be amazing, to be a national master, and what's the result? Tell me, aren't you Ban Lan Gen." Tang Yan observed his expression, her heart clear, and said with disdain.

"..." Xue Heng stared blankly at the films.

"Senior Brother Xue, I've finished my surgery on this side; the difficulty was average. Why are you so slow?" Deng Chaohong said leisurely.

He was certain in his heart that Ji Xiang's surgery had gone better than Xue Heng's, so his tone was full of confidence and mockery.

"You?" Xue Heng looked at Deng Chaohong, full of suspicion.

"Do you want to see the recording of the Arthroscopy?" Deng Chaohong tilted his head back, his face brimming with endless mockery. "Senior Brother Xue, the medical standard in the Imperial Capital is indeed high, but it depends on the person, doesn't it?"

"!!!" Xue Heng was provoked and felt a surge of anger. In the sports medicine department of the Imperial Capital, he could rank in the top three. He never imagined that upon coming here for a Flying Knife procedure, he would be looked down upon by Deng Chaohong, whom he had always suppressed.

(End of this chapter)