Chapter 2809: 2706 Always Feeling Something's Off

Su Yun gave Lin Yuan a fierce look; Lin Yuan was a bit dazed, wondering what mistake he had made.

"Boss, what are you pulling me for!" Su Yun and Zheng Ren walked out, speaking unhappily.

"It's a trivial matter, why are you acting like you got your tail stepped on?" Zheng Ren said indifferently.

"The school has a 3D simulated human model, yet that old rascal insists on using people for experiments—just pure hooliganism!"

"You've called two people hooligans—are you really that angry?" Zheng Ren asked without turning back.

"Sure, you're angry—especially seeing so many people below saying the professor did it right." Su Yun said: "If that's the case, shouldn't doctors who don't get appendicitis and don't perform surgery themselves be barred from the stage?"

"……" Zheng Ren sighed; Su Yun really is a friend to women. Still, his point makes sense—medical experience doesn't always require personal empathy.

"Yun Ge'er, calm down, you said you were angry…" As he spoke, Gu Xiao Ran couldn't help but laugh.

"What's there to laugh at." Su Yun said disdainfully: "Let me tell you, those old academic bullies in academia are the worst—refusing to let PhD students graduate, making them work like oxen and horses, driving how many to death."

"You'll eventually become the very person you hate most—that day isn't far off." Zheng Ren said.

"If I were to take on graduate students… Boss, when could I take on graduate students?" Su Yun's mood shifted extremely fast, from anger to calm in less than a second.

"I don't know." Zheng Ren said, "Taking on students is exhausting; I think things are fine as they are now."

Su Yun pursed his lips.

Whether graduate students or PhD candidates, they all have to work like oxen and horses; graduate students fare slightly better, but PhD candidates suffer the most. Advisors hold the power over graduation—it's a matter of life and death.

Some honest kids still think that studying hard and working hard will let them graduate, but lately the inability of PhD candidates to graduate has led to an increasing number of suicides.

Just like the situation in Korea, professors and advisors hold the power of life and death. Zheng Ren thought for a full five seconds before recalling why he had brought up this topic in the first place.

Does Lin Yuan want to get cosmetic surgery? How did we end up talking about this?

"Boss Zheng, Yun Ge'er, when the time comes, if you can take on graduate and PhD students, could I apply?" Gu Xiao Ran asked softly.

Yun Ge'er's condition today is a bit off; he doesn't know which remark might provoke him. So he spoke in a low voice, filled with endless apprehension.

"Just take the exam—if you pass, you're in." Su Yun said, "But I don't know whether, by then, we'll be with our 912 group or go to the Medical University Affiliated Hospital."

"If you have any news, please tell me." Gu Xiao Ran said, "I've been reviewing nonstop; I took the exam twice, passed the cutoff, but kept failing at the final interview stage."

"Don't worry, it'll probably be soon." Su Yun said, his mood visibly improving as he spoke about this, laughing: "You can now pick up surgical tasks—come over and make the most of your time working like an ox and horse."

Gu Xiao Ran knew Yun Ge'er was just joking with him; he didn't take it seriously. Legend has it that Boss Zheng, during earthquake relief, wore lead clothing in Pengxi Xiang and worked three days and nights straight—he probably wouldn't even notice the little bit of hardship Gu Xiao Ran is enduring now.

Maybe I should apply to be Yun Ge'er's graduate student; perhaps graduation would be a bit easier.

Arriving at the changing room, after changing clothes, Zheng Ren suddenly asked: "Lao He, what shift are you on today?"

"Lao He has been quietly asking what we did when we were in Yangcheng." Su Yun said, "Boss, you've basically made a name for Lao He."

"Huh?" Zheng Ren had long forgotten what he'd said while brushing off Director Qiu.

"Wasn't it you who said Lao He taught you anesthesia?" Director Qiu was stunned, at once ordering his subordinates to ask who exactly Lao He was. Su Yun laughed heartily, clearly approving of the boss's approach.

"Uh… okay." Zheng Ren recalled, smiled, and said: "Lao He's level isn't bad either; meeting face to face, he won't show weakness."

"But he's definitely not as good as you made him out to be."

After changing into the isolation gown, entering the operating room, I saw Lao He walking over, phone in hand, in the middle of sending a message.

"Lao He, stop sending—we're face to face, yet you still need to chat on the phone." Su Yun said.

"Hehe, Yun Ge'er, you're up. Boss Zheng, which surgery are we observing?" Lao He asked with a smile.

"We're going to watch a urology surgery." Su Yun said, "You should be off work soon, right?"

"No rush, the wife doesn't matter in the operating room." Lao He said, "Is this a urology surgery? Just now they mentioned an emergency case."

"Yeah, a patient with a foreign body in the urethra—what do you think it is?"

"A straightened paperclip." Lao He said, speaking from experience.

Su Yun chuckled and said: "No, it's nails—nine in a row!"

"……" Lao He stared for a moment, then frowned: "How long must this guy's urethra be?"

Su Yun hadn't initially thought about this; he paused, then burst out laughing, putting an arm around Lao He's shoulder as they walked, speaking softly.

"Su Yun, how many hands?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Six hands!" Su Yun obviously felt his boss was interrupting his small talk, replying somewhat rudely.

Zheng Ren pondered, but kept feeling that something was off.

This is a primitive intuition; yet each time it reminds him to consider the patient's condition, there's a gap. This feeling appeared from the moment he first saw the patient, albeit faint. Now, the closer he gets to the operating room, the stronger it becomes.

What have I forgotten? Zheng Ren felt puzzled.

Removing a urethral foreign body with a scope is straightforward—not a particularly difficult surgery. Even if it's lodged in the urethra, under anesthesia we can dilate… if that fails, we can push it into the bladder and retrieve it with a cystoscope.

These methods aren't especially hard to think of; I'd guess Director Yu has considered them too.

Zheng Ren chuckled and stepped forward, but in an instant his nervous apprehension grew stronger.

He paused, then directly entered the System Space and simply clicked to purchase surgical training.

Let's see what tricks are up its sleeve!

The System Operating Room rose from the ground; the instant Zheng Ren stepped in, he heard Gu Xiao Ran and himself talking, but he paid no attention to what they were saying.

The experimental subject lay in the System Space, and Zheng Ren began attempting the procedure with a bladder-urethroscope.

Zheng Ren's urology skills are solid; back when he first came to 912, cooperating with Director Miao on a kidney transplant, he had already raised his urology skill tree to master level.

The principle of the bladder-urethroscope isn't difficult either; the experimental subject seems to be under lumbar anesthesia, and while Zheng Ren extracted the nails, he pondered what he might have missed.

1……

2……

The surgery wasn't difficult; when he pulled out the fifth nail, the monitoring alarms in the System Operating Room blared suddenly!

The patient's heart rate plummeted like a cliff, instantly dropping below 30 beats per minute.