Chapter 214: 0209 The Unattainable Mountain Peak

Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look.

He subconsciously thought it was some big shot who had come in with him; he was so tired he felt a bit dazed and didn't notice.

But when he turned his head, he only saw Su Yun lowering her head, her black hair wet with sweat, sticking to her forehead, looking a bit disheveled.

What's going on?

Zheng Ren froze for a moment, then heard a voice say: "Doctor Zheng, you've worked hard."

Huh? Talking to me? No way!

By then, Zheng Ren still hadn't realized that the applause in the demonstration room was for him.

Who are these people sitting here? They're all big shots of the national Interventional Medicine Discipline; they wouldn't just clap for me for no reason.

I must have misunderstood.

As Zheng Ren, who especially knows his own limits in his heart, he definitely wouldn't be so narcissistic; he's not Su Yun.

"Speak up." While he was dazed, Su Yun whispered from behind.

"..." Zheng Ren felt that doing another surgery wouldn't tire his heart this much.

A room full of white-haired old professors stood up, smiling broadly to welcome him; how could this scene be so fantastical?

"Doctor Zheng, you must be tired; come in and sit." Li Haitao reacted quickly; seeing Zheng Ren dazed, he knew this situation was something this young doctor had never experienced, and he might have lost himself.

As the person who came to the rescue, he immediately went forward and warmly shook Zheng Ren's hand.

As soon as he touched Zheng Ren's hand, Li Haitao's expression changed.

"Doctor Zheng, are you running a fever?" Li Haitao sensed Zheng Ren's condition was off—his skin temperature rose, his palms sweaty and clammy.

Zheng Ren was mentally fatigued and weakly said: "It's nothing, just caught a chill."

"This morning it was 38.6 degrees; now it's probably around 39." Su Yun said behind Zheng Ren.

"..." Li Haitao stared for a moment, his thoughts flashing: Could it be that Zheng Ren just performed surgery while running a high fever?

Professor Gu came to Zheng Ren's side and asked with concern: "Little Zheng, are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm fine." Zheng Ren forced a weak smile: "Just a common cold, no problem."

"You were also injured yesterday; is the wound infected?" Professor Gu asked.

"No, Brother Zhao just changed my dressing this morning and said it's fine." Zheng Ren replied.

Jin Yao Wu, Mu Tao, and others stood in the demonstration room, somewhat dazed.

Just now Professor Gu arrived, waited for Zheng Ren, chatted with other familiar professors, and recounted what had happened the day before.

The day before, a vicious incident occurred in the hospital outpatient clinic; a thoracic surgeon was seriously injured, and it had already gone viral on various Weibo and WeChat groups.

Because they weren't from the same department and weren't familiar with Fang Lin, the many professors and disciples present didn't go to visit; instead, they forwarded the Weibo post and expressed their anger.

This matter actually has something to do with the doctor who performed the surgery, Zheng Ren? And according to Professor Gu, he actually suffered a shoulder injury?

Even Professor Pei, who knew Zheng Ren participated in the rescue, only had a rough idea.

When they learned this news, that righteous indignation faded, as if countless arrows had pierced the self-esteem defenses of Jin Yao Wu, Mu Tao, and others.

With a shoulder injury, can he still perform surgery?

Moreover, it's not just any surgery; it's more difficult than ordinary surgery, requiring one to wear dozens of pounds of lead clothing to perform finer interventional surgery!

How could that be possible?

But they also knew Professor Gu wouldn't lie, and there was no need for him to do so.

Mu Tao finally understood why the operator's movements were somewhat sluggish yet still managed to overcome countless obstacles.

That…

That's because his shoulder was slashed by thugs the day before!

The pride accumulated over ten or even dozens of years collapsed in an instant; Mu Tao felt no disappointment, his mind went blank.

Jin Yao Wu refused to believe it was true, but the bulge on Zheng Ren's left shoulder proved there were bandage marks there.

He's not stupid; of course he wouldn't doubt Professor Gu's words.

But his strong competitive spirit burned him unbearably; he had to work harder, Jin Yao Wu clenched his fists and found his direction of struggle.

Wu Lao was acquainted with Professor Gu; after learning everything that had happened the day before, he became very interested in this young doctor.

He walked up to Zheng Ren, patted his uninjured shoulder, and praised: "Doctor Zheng, I didn't expect your emergency rescue skills to be so high."

"I... I'm a general surgery doctor; now I'm the Inpatient Chief in the Emergency Department, and being skilled at rescue is expected." Zheng Ren smiled slightly, habitually modest.

Now even Wu Haishi and Wu Lao were stunned.

Professor Pei Jiejie and Zheng Ren had interacted before; he had some mental preparation, so he was okay saying a bit. But everyone else was dumbfounded.

The doctor who dominated the field with interventional surgery techniques, taking first place, actually wasn't from the Intervention Department but was a general surgery doctor… now working in the Emergency Department…

What kind of nonsense is this?

What happened to the promised technical specialization?

What happened to the promised barrel theory?

After hearing Zheng Ren's words, Jin Yao Wu's face turned extremely ugly, gradually showing a bluish tint.

How could I be outperformed by a general surgery doctor? If it were just regular surgery, that would be fine. But in interventional surgery, I'm actually inferior to a general surgery doctor!

Mu Tao also froze; the focused back view of Zheng Ren examining films in the CT room that day appeared in his mind.

Does a general surgery doctor, an Inpatient Chief of the Emergency Department, need to be so specialized in imaging?

Isn't it just the ICU wiping everyone's butt, and the whole hospital wiping the Emergency Department's butt?

How could he…

Mu Tao's psychological gap was the greatest; he originally thought that after watching the interventional surgery broadcast from Xinglin Yuan's Surgery Livestream Room, and under Wu Lao's urging learning 64-slice three-dimensional reconstruction, his skill tree would be fully filled, and he would surely win easily this time.

But he didn't lose to that jerk Jin Yao Wu; instead, he lost to a small-town nobody he couldn't even name before… who happens to be a general surgery doctor serving as an Inpatient Chief in the Emergency Department.

"Handle this matter, you guys; just let me know the result." Professor Gu stopped the others' actions: "I'll take Zheng Ren to change his dressing; if the wound gets infected, that would be serious."

Other professors will give a certain respect to professors of the same rank, especially what Professor Gu says is reasonable. Most importantly, Professor Gu's behavior of repaying kindness makes it impossible to refute.

That little guy is indeed interesting; professors who originally had some dissatisfaction with their students and disciples forgot about winning and losing, and began to pay attention to Zheng Ren, this 'little guy'.

Zheng Ren was still in a daze when Professor Gu pulled him out of the demonstration classroom, and they walked all the way to the Inpatient Department.

You really are something—don't you know you have a fever? How come you still came to do Shou Bing? Professor Gu complained while walking.

It's fine, it's fine—doing a few Shou Bing, breaking a sweat, I feel much better." Zheng Ren gave an honest smile and explained.

Su Yun followed behind with a blank expression; he also couldn't understand why this guy in front of him was like an insurmountable high mountain, impossible to surpass.