Chapter 93: Breaking the Ceiling

Arriving at the Demonstration Room for the grand competition, Wang Daxiao saw from afar that it was packed with people.

"It's the weekend; why are they all piled up here instead of resting at home or going out for a drink?" Wang Daxiao muttered to himself in confusion.

Although he knew it was highly likely that Ji Xiang had stirred up some kind of trouble again, he couldn't imagine how that was possible.

Tying Knots is a one-minute affair; he and Mo figured that even if they rushed over from Nan Ke Yi Yuan, it would have been over long ago. What was going on here?

"We should still go take a look. I have a feeling Ji Xiang is capable of making huge waves," Mo Chenggui said in a deep voice.

"Being able to stir up trouble is a skill in itself," Wang Daxiao laughed.

That said, the two of them walked quickly to the outside of the Demonstration Room.

"186 knots in one minute, that's impossible."

"I saw it with my own eyes; the entire Suture was filled with knots. I don't think there's any room for further improvement."

"But that person said he could do even more."

What?

186 knots in one minute!

What kind of hand speed is that!

A single Suture can only hold so many knots, and the further you go, the shorter the remaining thread becomes, making the knots even harder to tie.

Ji Xiang... if it's true, he's truly a badass.

This thought rose in the minds of Wang Daxiao and Mo Chenggui.

"Excuse me, excuse me," Wang Daxiao tried to push through the crowd.

"Don't shove, don't shove. Line up to watch, have some manners."

"Exactly, who do you think you are?"

"Ji Xiang is my student," Wang Daxiao said, sticking out his belly.

At this moment, the top of his head was shiny and slick, reflecting the sunlight and looking somewhat dazzling.

"Ji Xiang is your student?"

"That's right," Wang Daxiao said triumphantly. "When he came to our Second Affiliated Hospital, he hadn't even taken the exam yet, but I took one look at him in the crowd and knew this kid was someone special. I insisted on having him in our group no matter what."

The various doctors and Nurse around them cast strange looks at Wang Daxiao after hearing his words.

Wang Daxiao enjoyed this treatment very much; he held his head high, as if he were the one who had broken the record.

"What's going on inside? What stage is the competition at?" Wang Daxiao asked.

"Doctor Xiao Ji has been Tying Knots all afternoon. Every time, he adds one more than the last. The legendary record-breaking is actually being witnessed today."

"Badass!" one person gave a thumbs up and praised, "To see such a badass figure once, it's worth it for a lifetime."

Wang Daxiao and Mo Chenggui looked at each other after hearing the description from the young doctor from the First Affiliated Hospital.

They knew what the Tying Knots record for the grand competition was; after all, it was the record set by Dean Zhao back in the day.

After being sealed for over twenty years, this record was finally broken by Ji Xiang.

The key was that, judging by their descriptions, Ji Xiang seemed to have plenty of energy left, adding only one knot at a time.

Recalling the words of Yang Zhuren, Wang Daxiao felt suspicious.

"What are they doing now?"

"I heard news from inside that 186 knots in a minute isn't the limit yet. Your Doctor Xiao Ji says he can continue to break this record."

"I don't think it's possible. With one Suture, I can tie 110 knots at most. He tied 186. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it."

"Instrument knots might be possible, but hand-tied knots top out at 120-130. I think Doctor Xiao Ji is just bragging, anyway..." one person said, before his head was suddenly slapped.

"What are you saying? If he can tie 186, why can't he tie 187?"

A cynical friend beside him scolded.

"The point is that the number of knots you can tie on a single Suture is limited!"

"That's you. I think Doctor Xiao Ji sounds quite confident. Otherwise, finishing a Suture in a minute with 186 knots is already the limit; there's no need to go again."

"But I looked at that thread too, there really was no room left."

Amidst the various opinions, Wang Daxiao and Mo Chenggui had more or less figured out what had happened.

Ji Xiang really knows how to stir up trouble.

He was supposed to just go through the motions for the grand competition, but he single-handedly turned a simple activity into a massive storm.

And both Wang Daxiao and Mo Chenggui found it strange.

They didn't know how long a thread was; who bothers with that? But they had an idea of the length, and they had their guesses about how many knots could be tied on one thread.

186 was already an impossible number, and Ji Xiang actually said he could do more?

"Excuse me, excuse me, everyone," Wang Daxiao, curious, pushed through the crowd.

Those watching outside were all young doctors and Nurse from the First Affiliated Hospital. Wang Daxiao didn't actually need to state his identity; his bald head alone was enough to prove his status in the medical circle.

Several people around cleared a path, and those in front who didn't know the truth were forcibly pushed aside by Wang Daxiao.

"Who is this person? Why is he so rude?"

"Didn't you see the bald head? I don't know which hospital he's a professor from."

"Having a bald head makes you a professor?"

"Of course. Haven't you heard? After 25, the body gains a debuff every year. For doctors, most are bald. The less hair, the higher the skill level."

"90% of debuffs are being poor."

"Luckily my debuff is hemorrhoids; my hair hasn't thinned at all."

Wang Daxiao really wanted to turn around and grab that young doctor by the collar to ask him, but he wasn't in the mood right now.

Whether this kid Ji Xiang was telling the truth or just messing around was the question, and Wang Daxiao urgently needed to know the answer.

After exerting a great deal of effort, he finally entered the Demonstration Room.

It was much quieter inside than outside, so quiet it made one's heart palpitate.

Several Deans from the Second Affiliated Hospital were also standing inside, along with a group of Nurses, all sorts of people, but everyone's gaze was fixed on the same person—Ji Xiang.

Wang Daxiao finally managed to squeeze in, and the first thing he did was find an acquaintance, Bai Chuzhang of the Medical Affairs Department.

Bai Chuzhang still had that scholarly air, full of academic style, standing out like a crane in a flock of chickens among a group of bald professors.

"Bai Chuzhang, what's going on?" Wang Daxiao squeezed over to Bai Chuzhang's side and asked in a low voice.

"Just watch." Bai Chuzhang didn't pay him any mind, answering very perfunctorily.

Wang Daxiao wasn't disappointed; he knew what kind of person Bai Chuzhang was.

He focused his gaze on Ji Xiang, who was currently organizing a No. 4 suture. The suture looked very ordinary; it was a standard surgical suture.

He pulled out a length of suture and tied a fixation knot on the fixture.

Wang Daxiao rubbed his hands together; it was fortunate that he and Mo had rushed over, otherwise, how much of a good show would they have missed?

He wouldn't even be able to brag at the dinner table in the future.

He focused on Ji Xiang; his movements were very steady and gentle, as if he were standing beside an operating table.

Although he had confidence in Ji Xiang, Wang Daxiao had absolutely no idea how one could tie over a hundred knots on a single suture.

Looking at the suture, there was nothing unusual; Wang Daxiao didn't understand it.

He had never imagined that at such a low-level competition, something he couldn't understand would actually happen.

After Ji Xiang finished fixing the No. 4 suture, the staff member in charge of timing asked, "Doctor Xiao Ji, are you ready?"

"One moment." Ji Xiang said calmly, then immediately took out another No. 4 suture to fix it.

Sigh, so it was just playing a relay; finish one and then do another, nothing fancy.

The pressure in the Demonstration Room suddenly eased a lot.

After getting ready, Ji Xiang closed his eyes and recalled the technique he had learned from the System NPC in the System Space.

He had used two bottles of Stamina Potion to practice this technique until he was proficient.

"Ready." Ji Xiang calmed his mood and pinched a suture in each hand.

"You..."

(End of chapter)