Chapter 712: 701 Comparison (Middle) (Alliance Leader ynaB Bonus Chapter 3)

"The next……" Liu Xu zhi kept pondering this in his mind.

Throughout the surgery, Zheng Ren only said this one sentence.

The surgery is already done?

Yes, the surgery is already done!

Liu Xu zhi didn't stand there foolishly wondering whether the surgeon in the Apricot Grove Garden Surgery Live Broadcast Room was stronger, or whether this weary-looking surgeon with bruises before him was stronger.

He'll have plenty of time later to ponder such questions.

Now, what matters is sending the post-op patient down and lifting another patient up.

He always kept in mind why he came here.

Seeing Doctor Zheng walking a bit unsteady, Liu Xu zhi really couldn't believe that the steady-handed, precise surgery just performed came from those hands in such a state.

Soon, the next patient was lifted onto the operating table.

Liu Xu zhi seized the time to scrub his hands, preparing to disinfect.

As a small, always-transparent figure since starting work, Liu Xu zhi is self-aware.

Although Zheng Ren looks young, like a kid just starting work, his skill is there, so Liu Xu zhi dare not take him lightly, mentally treating Zheng Ren as a professor from the Imperial Capital.

That little disinfecting task is surely his.

Zheng Ren also froze for a moment; someone doing the disinfecting is definitely good.

He inserted the film into the viewer, and Zheng Ren focused his gaze on the film.

After endless surgeries, after surgeries performed while buried in rubble, as if tempered by fire, Zheng Ren once again advanced boldly, his interventional surgery level making great progress.

It was merely a most "primitive" X-ray film, yet at this moment Zheng Ren's mind had a different idea.

The most basic data, recombined, Zheng Ren felt as if he had installed the software for a 64-slice CT...

Just as he thought of it, Zheng Ren felt his head wobble, making him sway.

He realized he couldn't think about these things now.

Seeing Zheng Ren swaying where he stood, Liu Xu zhi carefully said, "Doctor Zheng, rest a few minutes; I'll finish disinfecting this side and be ready for arterial puncture, then I'll call you—what do you think?"

Zheng Ren tilted his head and gave Liu Xu zhi a smile.

"No need, I'm fine," Zheng Ren said lightly.

At this moment, he even began to miss Su Yun in the adjacent operating room.

Although he had undergone countless sleepless surgery trainings in the System Operating Room lasting days, weeks, even months, back then the System Space had no hunger or fatigue; enduring loneliness, boredom, and monotony was enough.

But now, Zheng Ren is truly exhausted.

Even if he suppressed his inner persecution delusions and drank all the energy potions stored in the System Space, he could not withstand wave after wave of fatigue surging like a tide.

If Su Yun were here, that chatterbox could always find topics to talk about.

Maybe saying something would refresh him?

"Doctor Zheng, I think your surgery was really good," Liu Xu zhi said while disinfecting, as Zheng Ren was thinking.

This is the standard operating room atmosphere; shouldn't they speak even face to face?

"Oh, it's fine," Zheng Ren replied.

"Doctor Zheng, have you logged onto Apricot Grove Garden?" Liu Xu zhi asked, disinfection already halfway done.

"When I just graduated, I'd occasionally go check it out. But lately work's been busy, I haven't been on for two years," Zheng Ren said.

"That's really a shame," Liu Xu zhi said: "Doctor Zheng, recently Apricot Grove Garden had a mysterious account pop up, opening a surgery livestream room broadcasting various high-difficulty surgeries."

Zheng Ren chuckled; how could he take such attention‑seeking nonsense seriously?

"Doctor Zheng, disinfection is done," Liu Xu zhi said deftly, the oval forceps gripping the edge of the tray, the metal clack making a click‑click sound.

The two went to scrub up, disinfect, and prepare for surgery.

"Sometimes the Apricot Grove Garden livestream room also broadcasts interventional surgery," Liu Xu zhi said.

"Oh, is the level high?" Zheng Ren felt that saying a few words was nice; his attention seemed to be scattered a bit, and he wasn't as tired.

"Very high," Liu Xu zhi said while scrubbing his hands: "Once, our hospital had a patient with a superior mesenteric artery embolism; general surgery couldn't operate, so I watched the interventional surgery demonstration on the Apricot Grove Garden livestream and performed a destructive procedure."

"Oh, it's just part of the embolized superior mesenteric artery, causing intestinal necrosis; then, according to the condition at the necrotic edge, perform a bowel resection," Zheng Ren said after finishing scrubbing, picking up an iodine‑soaked gauze to begin disinfecting.

"Yes, this line of thinking is rare."

"Well, but this is a special case; we should still use it as little as possible. Last year I also did one. But you don't know general surgery, do you?" Zheng Ren countered.

"Yeah," Liu Xu zhi paused; isn't it normal for an interventional‑department doctor not to do general surgery? What's strange about that?

"Then you really are brave; your hospital's general‑surgery doctors aren't bad either. I did the embolism and bowel resection myself, knowing exactly what I was doing. It's rare that you can trust your general‑surgery doctors' skill."

After Zheng Ren finished speaking, Liu Xu zhi felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, and he became wholly energized.

He was frightened.

Zheng Ren's words raised a possibility—after Liu Xu zhi performed the interventional embolism, the general‑surgery team might not dare to cut, or might be limited in ability and unable to do so.

That would be a major medical accident.

Good grief…… Liu Xu zhi felt how excited he had been then, how proud afterward, and now how fearful.

How could he have not considered this?

Seeing Liu Xu zhi silent, Zheng Ren recalled what he had just said.

Now Zheng Ren basically speaks and acts on bodily instinct and muscle memory; normally he wouldn't have said that remark.

Realizing where the problem lay, he smiled and comforted Liu Xu zhi: "It's fine; I was just mentioning a possibility. Bowel resection and anastomosis are merely one of the simplest procedures. Although the surgery grade is relatively high, if you're careful, any general‑surgery attending physician or above can handle it."

Liu Xu zhi's tears streamed down his face.

He still wanted to show off, but didn't expect to be hit upside the head by Zheng Ren's blunt stick, leaving his face bruised and swollen.

Zheng Ren put on his clothes and stood in the surgeon's position.

The circulating nurse hurried away, sealing the airtight lead door.

"Teacher Zheng, have you done the Shou Bing to embolize the lumbar artery before vertebral body resection?" Liu Xu zhi asked persistently.

In Liu Xu zhi's view, the practitioner in the Xinglin Yuan livestream room is the most impressive. But seeing with Liu Xu zhi's own eyes that Doctor Zheng's Shou Bing skill is higher than that of the livestream room's practitioner, Liu Xu zhi always feels somewhat unconvinced, wanting to find various examples to prove...... the livestream room's practitioner.

"Yes, I've done it; you need to do slice CT three-dimensional reconstruction beforehand. Once the reconstruction is done, the Shou Bing becomes secondary instead."