Chapter 1108: with translation of chapter title

"Three hours later, the teaching ended."

"Professor Gai De· Mu Le sat blankly in his seat, gazing at the spotless left liver and the Nuclear Magnetic Resonance diffusion; that layer, once a technical barrier, an impenetrable transparent ceiling, unknowingly began to loosen, and one could faintly feel one's own progress."

"Surgery,"

"Surgery is about to happen now!"

"The little beast in Professor Gai De· Mu Le's heart roared."

"How long has it been since I felt this way? Even Gai De· Mu Le himself couldn't say clearly."

"A crowd of people swarmed into the operating room; the patient had already been brought in, and he looked confused as dozens of people bustled in, some feeling afraid."

"Is this surgery? Or have I undergone a mutation, to be sliced and studied?"

"After changing clothes, Zheng Ren said: 'Professor Gai De· Mu Le, I will perform a live-broadcast surgery with Fugui'er and Professor Rudolf; please observe the details as much as possible, and you can practice them in the subsequent surgery.'"

"Professor Gai De· Mu Le nodded slowly."

"His mind was filled with the TIPS surgery procedure, and he had fallen into a state from which he could not extricate himself."

"Hu Yan Hui had already begun calibrating the equipment; everything was ready. The professor had finished scrubbing up, Zheng Ren had changed his clothes, and Hu Yan Hui then put glasses on Zheng Ren."

"The surgery livestream room opened again, and the live-broadcast surgery began."

"Doctors around the world were not particularly eager for the surgery livestream, because after watching it they still couldn't understand, and after repeated bouts of bewilderment, everyone became numb."

"The surgeon is awesome; I could never catch up in a lifetime. Such a huge gap easily breeds weariness."

"But a live-broadcast teaching surgery is different."

"Look, I can't do it, and the Mayo Clinic professor can't either. Such a comparison easily gives one a sense of satisfaction."

"The sound of the hemostatic forceps being tapped also made the young doctors feel exhilarated. It was like their own oppressive supervisor standing on the operating table, being constantly tapped, which was especially satisfying."

"Today, many doctors came to watch the surgery livestream, most of them just to see the hemostatic forceps."

"If Zheng Ren knew, he would surely laugh and cry. His own surgery is the point, right? Watching the hemostatic forceps hit people, one could totally play with it at home—no need to watch the surgery livestream."

"But now Zheng Ren, fully focused, stood at the operating table and began a surgery—the only live-broadcast surgery today."

"The puncture went smoothly; the blind manipulation was almost perfect. After staying on the line, Zheng Ren hardly moved the guidewire and reached the position."

"Zheng Ren felt that his level seemed to have improved as well. Although it wasn't a qualitative leap, he could still sense it."

"The puncture kit went in, found the spot, and punctured. Everything was plain and simple, until the two stents were placed and the surgery ended."

"The whole procedure took less than 15 minutes, without a hitch."

"Being able to perform a luck-dependent TIPS surgery to this extent is unimaginable."

"But the doctors watching the surgery livestream today really didn't want to watch this; regardless of the time, they focused all their attention on the possible future teaching livestream surgery."

"Watching the hemostatic forceps tap the radial styloid process is so much fun—much more exciting than watching Zheng Ren perform this crushing, smooth surgery."

"The surgery ended; Zheng Ren tore off his sterile gown and returned to the operating room."

"He was a little tired."

"Having been drained of energy by the True Eye, it really feels especially exhausting. Although I rested well overnight, I still couldn't reach a state of full energy."

"Professor Gai De· Mu Le smiled apologetically and said, 'Doctor Zheng, just focus on the teaching surgery later; just keep tapping.'"

"He keenly sensed that tapping the hemostatic forceps could make him stronger."

"With Professor Rudolf's pressure on him, Professor Gai De· Mu Le couldn't attend to anything else. Even Doctor Smith from the Mayo Clinic has accepted this teaching surgery; what more is there to say?"

"Zheng Ren sat in the chair directly opposite the computer in the operating room, resting his right elbow on the armrest and lightly placing his right hand on his forehead, and said calmly, 'Today's teaching surgery will be led by Fugui'er... Professor Rudolf.'"

"\"... \" Professor Gai De· Mu Le stared blankly for a moment, then became furious—but this anger had nowhere to go."

"He hesitated a moment, then with effort bent his waist, his whole body of fat trembling. Su Yun's cheeks twitched behind him."

"Even Su Yun couldn't bear to watch."

"Given Professor Gai De· Mu Le's waistline, wanting to bend down is really hard. What an ordeal... sigh."

"\"Doctor Zheng, do you think you could personally get on stage to guide my surgery? \" Professor Gai De· Mu Le asked, looking carefully at Zheng Ren's expression."

"He could see that Doctor Zheng's condition wasn't great today, probably due to jet lag not being overcome. He really feared being refused—if Professor Rudolf struck him with the hemostatic forceps... Professor Gai De· Mu Le even felt like dying."

"Zheng Ren pondered for a moment, but then immediately understood the reasoning."

"Back when they were in Di Du, Professor Rudolf was eager and ready to strike this opponent."

"But now, faced with Professor Gai De· Mu Le's almost pleading words, Zheng Ren felt it was somewhat difficult."

"The professor has followed me all the way from Hai Cheng to Di Du performing surgeries—can't this small wish be fulfilled?"

"Definitely not."

"Zheng Ren thought for a moment and said, 'I perform surgery so that it can be livestreamed.'"

"Professor Gai De· Mu Le gritted his teeth and whispered, 'Teaching surgeries can be livestreamed.'"

"Zheng Ren was left speechless. If even teaching surgeries can be livestreamed, making things harder for Professor Gai De· Mu Le would be going too far."

"How deep is the hatred between these two people? How can Gai De agree to livestream teaching surgery, yet refuse to let Fugui'er perform the guiding surgery?"

"Zheng Ren thought for a moment, sighed, and said, 'You and Professor Rudolf go ahead and do a surgery first; I'll rest a bit. Well, this surgery doesn't need to be livestreamed.'"

"Professor Gai De· Mu Le initially wanted to refuse, but recalling Doctor Smith's improved surgical skill and that annoying person, he hesitated for a few seconds and could only grudgingly agree."

"\"Little Hu, inform Manager Peng that today there is... \" he said, glancing at Su Yun."

"\"Excluding the two surgeries, that makes thirty. \" Su Yun said: \"Boss, can you handle doing surgery for over ten hours straight? \""

"Zheng Ren also hesitated a moment."

"If it were normal times, I should be fine. If Professor Gai De· Mu Le can't hold up, I can do the rest myself. But today my condition isn't at its peak, and for something like surgery, we should still be as serious and meticulous as possible."

"After all, they are living human lives."

"\"Let's split it over two days. Today we'll do twelve, and the remaining eighteen live-broadcast surgeries can be moved to tomorrow. \" Zheng Ren conceded."

"Su Yun's face grew increasingly mocking."

But then a thought struck me: performing twelve TIPS Surgery in a day, that would have been nearly miraculous before. Yet now, because I mocked Zheng Ren over this, could it be that deep down I have already accepted his greatness?

Thinking of this, Su Yun became dazed.