Chapter 2348: 2268 How did it just end?

In the demonstration room, the big screen was split into three views.

One view was a bird's-eye of the whole scene, showing ten figures on the screen, with only the circulating nurse walking back and forth; everyone else stood in their proper places, focusing and preparing for the Shou Bing.

Another view faced Lao He, with the Chu Family Sisters, whose blossoms grew together, on either side of him.

In the center, a wrinkled face silently told everyone how rich his Shou Bing experience was—such experience cannot be bought with a thousand gold.

Two identical, youthful, tender faces stood before Lao He to his left and right, brimming with youthful vigor.

This picture looked slightly strange, yet everyone seated in the demonstration room awaited it with great anticipation.

The final view was the Shou Bing operating field, which was still empty.

"Vice President Yuan, are these twins your hospital's reserve talent?" Vice President Chen asked quietly.

Vice President Yuan shook his head. "Supposedly they are Zheng Lao Ban's anesthesiologists in Hai Cheng, and they handle the anesthesia for all his Shou Bing."

"Your Zheng Lao Ban sure puts on airs—back in Hai Cheng he already had his own dedicated anesthesiologist." Vice President Chen joked.

She meant no harm; she just wanted to ease the tension so thick it felt suffocating. The Shou Bing was about to begin—success or failure, life or death hinged on this one.

"Well, I was surprised when I first learned Zheng Lao Ban would bring his assistant and instrument nurse to 912." Vice President Yuan watched the twins synchronously finish the anesthesia, their movements neat, absolutely flawless, feeling a bit dazed.

If someone unaware saw the image, they'd surely think the picture had gone wrong—it looked like one person and his shadow, not two people performing different operations.

What perfect coordination, Vice President Yuan mused.

Vice President Chen saw the Chu Family Sisters start the anesthesia and stopped talking to Vice President Yuan. She watched tensely as the identical twin anesthesiologists administered the anesthesia.

It was only Surgical Training; they had never done an actual procedure—could they really manage it? Vice President Chen didn't know the answer.

Zheng Lao Ban said yes, so let's give it a try.

The senior anesthesiologist stationed at the center rear of 912 kept saying something, his head turning slightly as he observed the two machines' operation.

The readings of the ventilator and monitor were displayed in the upper‑right corner of the screen.

The numbers were steady enough to start the Shou Bing. At least so far, the Shou Bing looked smooth and comfortable.

Vice President Chen's heart rose steadily, almost ignoring Zheng Lao Ban's perfect Shou Bing process of liver separation. Especially after the chest was opened, her heart felt like it would leap into her throat.

She pressed her lips tightly, as if her heart would burst out of her mouth.

Because she had been following the hospital's case reviews and the Surgical Training, Vice President Chen knew where the hardest point of the Shou Bing lay.

Under Lao He's direction, the twins began administering the drug, the medication seeming to be infused into Vice President Chen's Blood Vessel through a time‑space push, rapidly lowering her heart rate.

This is the crucial point determining the Shou Bing's success or failure, as Young Zheng Lao Ban said.

Vice President Chen's eyes locked on the heart‑rate numbers in the screen's upper‑right corner; two different values decreased together, one slightly faster, the other slightly slower.

After 8.23 seconds, the values synchronized!

If the decrease could be plotted as a curve, it would surely be a perfect curve.

Beautiful!

Vice President Chen clenched her right hand and struck her left palm. With a slap, the nearby Vice President Yuan, who was intently watching the Shou Bing, jumped.

No one paid attention or asked Vice President Chen what had happened; the reason was clear on the screen.

Cutting the connection between the atria, the two operators worked in cross‑operation, perfect as a precision machine, with no fault to be found.

The just‑startled Vice President Yuan fell silent, staring in surprise as Zheng Ren and Su Yun performed cross‑microscopic Shou Bing, patching the separation of the atria.

The movements were textbook‑perfect and flawless, the four hands moving lightly, their coordination exquisite to the utmost degree.

The two operators affected neither each other nor, apparently, the operating field.

Vice President Yuan suddenly felt a strange thought—just like the twin sisters from Hai Cheng, the two operators were so in sync, could they too be twins?

Immediately, Vice President Yuan gave an embarrassed laugh.

Zheng Lao Ban and Su Yun couldn't possibly be twins—this was merely peak‑level Shou Bing operation; it's Zheng Lao Ban's domain, so not understanding it is normal.

It was truly perfect, like a work of art.

Lin Ge sat beside Vice President Yuan, watching the Shou Bing while, for the last time, pondering what he'd do if the Shou Bing failed.

If the Shou Bing succeeded, everyone would be happy and he wouldn't need to step in; but if the Shou Bing failed, he'd have to appear.

After half a career in the Medical Department, Lin Ge still had that sense of duty.

The demonstration room fell silent, as if one could hear the faint noise of currents intertwining in the big screen.

Some breathed heavily, some held their breath; everyone seemed tense.

Lin Ge smiled, believing Zheng Lao Ban would succeed. Nothing else—whenever he saw Zheng Lao Ban sitting motionless like a mountain, deep in thought, Lin Ge felt especially reassured.

Had the heart been cut open? Zheng Lao Ban's hand was truly steady, the atri‑connection sliced open so lightly.

They began patching; the Shou Bing seemed to be ending, and the failure probability dropped another 12 points.

So far, it seemed only a 3‑point chance of failure remained.

Such a failure chance could probably be ignored, and Lin Ge's smile grew wider. Watching the twin sisters on the screen act in sync, watching Zheng Lao Ban and Su Yun operate cross‑wise, it was a wonderful enjoyment.

Others were immersed, but Lin Ge was not.

Because,

There was still a 3‑point chance of Shou Bing failure.

As the four hands and two needle holders finished the last stitch, the image seemed to pause. Everyone immersed in this wonderful feeling felt a sense of loss—how did the Shou Bing just end?

Those who had hoped the Shou Bing would end quickly now wished it could go on a bit longer.

That moment just now was simply too wonderful.

Even someone let out an involuntary "ah".

Exclamations, sighs, and regrets rose in a chaotic jumble in the demonstration room, with no sense of unity. Lin Ge felt that, compared to Zheng Lao Ban's Medical Team on the screen, everyone in the demonstration room was nothing but a loose pile of sand.

The Shou Bing was over at last, and Lin Ge finally crossed out the final three‑point chance of failure.

Perfect!

He looked around, pride swelling in his chest. Gazing in all directions, who under heaven could be his rival?!