Chapter 2400: 2318 Comparison (Alliance Leader cj Big Baozi Bonus Chapter 2)

Wang Zong sat on the sofa in the demonstration classroom, maintaining a strange posture, eyes unblinking as he watched the entire live‑broadcast surgery.

Zheng Lao Ban's skill fluctuated? No! After Wang Zong finished watching this surgery, he denied his previous opinion.

The surgery took a little longer, but that didn't matter. It could obviously be done faster; Zheng Lao Ban just did it more relaxed, which proves nothing.

Wang Zong had watched last year's surgery countless times; every move Zheng Lao Ban made during the operation was clearly etched in his memory.

Now that there was a comparison, after getting his wish, Wang Zong not only failed to feel impressed, but fell into deep confusion.

Is my skill lacking? How come I never noticed how good Zheng Lao Ban's surgeries are in other cases!

The just‑finished surgery was like a basin of freshly boiled water, while his earlier doubts were like a handful of snow; when they met, the snow melted away without resistance.

Wang Zong stared for several minutes; Zheng Lao Ban's surgery could be called an artwork, every move nearly perfect.

He stood up, clicked the surgery replay, and played back that operation again.

On the second viewing, Wang Zong noticed many details he had previously overlooked.

As soon as Wang Zong opened the replay, he hit pause. The patient's gallbladder had already been removed retrograde—clearly the work of the previous surgeon.

He found it strange: why would anyone ignore Zheng Lao Ban as the surgeon and insist on having someone else do it? Even if the patient's family didn't understand, wouldn't the previous surgeon know? Who was so overconfident as to snatch Zheng Lao Ban's case and then not finish it?

It must be a misunderstanding, right?

But this also indirectly confirms the back‑and‑forth of the surgery live‑broadcast being halted, then suddenly announced to resume.

Wang Zong carefully examined the operative field and immediately saw an incision on the patient's navel. Damn, are they preparing to do it laparoscopically? If Zheng Lao Ban did it that way, I could still understand.

Where did the first surgeon's unfounded confidence come from? To even consider a laparoscopic pancreaticoduodenectomy, especially with severe adhesions…

Tsk.

Director Xia didn't realize he'd been dissed by Wang Zong far away in Hai Cheng, and was also judged as a surgeon who totally lacked confidence.

Wang Zong shook his head, thinking, "Ignorance is fearless," then opened the surgery replay and kept watching.

Last year's surgery was already etched in his mind; while watching the replay, Wang Zong, as he wished, compared the two pancreaticoduodenectomies.

He watched, paused, watched again, his mind constantly recalling and comparing. Moreover, Wang Zong often dragged the progress bar back to rewatch.

It took him over three hours to finish watching this 38‑minute surgery replay.

Yet after finishing, Wang Zong became even more confused.

His skill was decent, but Wang Zong knew he couldn't compare to Zheng Lao Ban. Both surgeries were equally smooth and perfect, each with its own distinctive rhythm.

Like playing a beautiful melody, it left one reluctant to leave.

Yet Wang Zong faintly felt the two surgeries' techniques differed; if not for Director Pan's video, everyone in Hai Cheng would already know Zheng Lao Ban performed last year's pancreaticoduodenectomy, and he would surely think these two operations were done by different people.

The rhythms differed slightly—one a bit faster, the other steadier.

The movements also differed—one firm, the other gentle.

Wang Zong could barely sense the subtle differences, but dared not be certain.

He watched it again from the start, utterly entranced.

……

……

Zheng Ren walked toward the changing room with his hands behind his back.

"Boss, do you feel you're intentionally or unintentionally imitating Director Pan?" Su Yun asked from the side.

But Zheng Ren said nothing, his expression unchanged, while he recalled the feeling of his first peak experience.

The peak surgery once thought unattainable, he had achieved.

Before, performing other surgeries, Zheng Ren dared not be sure, but after doing one pancreaticoduodenectomy, he was confident his skill was just a notch above the peak experience.

The peak experience— the system's surgical skill is peak, but it mainly lay in his own experience. What did he understand back then? Zheng Ren wondered.

Has it not even been a year? Zheng Ren thought of this and let out a hollow laugh.

As he walked, Zheng Ren savored that earlier surgery—it was fast, but stiff, mechanical, not supple enough.

Today's surgery seemed to take a bit longer, and the assistants, instrument nurses, and anesthetists were all people he'd worked with for about a year; theoretically it should have been faster.

But Zheng Ren knew the facts were otherwise.

The two patients' surgeries were similar in difficulty; when he operated, he was relatively relaxed, not racing against time the whole way.

After all, people aren't machines; you can't erase every useless detail.

For example, during the operation he tapped Director Xia with a hemostat to ask for help—something the system would consider completely meaningless.

The time was slightly longer, yet Zheng Ren could still sense the difference before and after.

The peak experience wasn't the true peak; his current level is. Even if there's always a higher mountain ahead, his surgical standard has clearly improved.

Time really flew; in a few months it'll be a year. Zheng Ren thought, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

"Boss, is performing a pancreaticoduodenectomy really that impressive?" Su Yun asked scornfully from the side.

"Nothing special." Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun, realizing they'd known each other almost a year without noticing, time flowing like water.

"But doing it as well as I do is truly impressive." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"……" Su Yun was left speechless.

Arriving at the changing room, Zheng Ren stood by the window, overlooking Feng County, still comparing the differences between the two surgeries in his mind.

The feel— the difference between the two surgeries lay in the feel. During the peak experience, he only noticed the surgery's fluency, completely missing the tactile sensation.

Just as he'd just thought, his past self really knew very little.

Now, recalling, he knew exactly how Bu Ruotian's pancreatic tumor felt, how the surgery should be done, and where the peak experience evoked by the big pig trotter still fell short.

Looking back on the past, this journey has felt like a dream.

At Haicheng Yiyuan Hospital and in the 912 operating room, each surgery, each rescue, comes back vividly.

Countless hours of surgical training were poured into the system operating room—lonely, quiet, cold—but the hard work paid off.

Peak, feel— Zheng Ren gazed at his reflection in the window, a quiet understanding dawning.

He showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, facing the reflection in the glass, facing his past self.