Chapter 749: with translation of chapter title

737 doing Shou Bing, sprinkling dog food

"Boss, your temper is being spoiled by Xiao Yi Ren, right?" Su Yun watched Zheng Ren use serrated forceps to do more delicate blunt dissection, also somewhat puzzled, asked

Zheng Ren had no intention of dealing with this guy; before Xie Yiren came, when he was tired, saying a few words to him could refresh him

Now Xie Yiren is right beside him; lifting his head he can see her brows and eyes; Zheng Ren feels his life is already complete, he fundamentally doesn't need to talk to Su Yun to perk up

Seeing Zheng Ren ignore him, focusing on surgery, Su Yun felt bored. To perk up, he had no choice but to chat with Xie Yiren

"Yi Ren, how do you know to use serrated forceps? I remember the boss never used them before"

"Used it, in an intestinal surgery once, I remember it was probably used when operating on Director Sun's grandson." Xie Yiren is energetic, eyes fixed on the operating field, holding nothing, various instruments within reach, but whenever Zheng Ren needs, a suitable instrument will be slapped into his hand

"Has there been?" Su Yun frowned, recalling, it seems it was used

A child's body, using a medium curved instrument for blunt dissection appears too big and too rough, so Zheng Ren used serrated forceps

But what can that prove?

Needing to not speak, saying a sentence could kill? Su Yun originally thought he was doing well as both assistant and instrument nurse. But Xie Yiren's arrival immediately exposed his lack of professionalism, leaving him nowhere to hide

However, Su Yun belongs to the type who is especially sharp-tongued; he knows how to retort Zheng Ren and won't suffer consequences. But if he retorts Xie Yiren a few words, likely the next second the Hemostatic Forceps will smash onto his radial styloid

"Boss, your skill is improving." Su Yun, while retracting, focused, the two small retractors always appear in the position most comfortable for Zheng Ren, exposing the Operating Field quite thoroughly, he said

"Yeah, doing it a lot naturally brings Progress." Zheng Ren said absentmindedly

Pah! Su Yun cursed in his heart

Relying on the accumulation of surgery volume can only produce a qualified surgery mechanic, but cannot generate a master-level figure

If at the beginning, surgery volume is very important

But after performing 180 surgeries, one reaches a critical point. For those with low comprehension, surgical Progress stops here, progress is slow. Even a lifetime, they may remain at this level

But those with high comprehension, after accumulating surgery volume, can still advance vigorously and continue to improve their skills

Su Yun felt he belonged to another kind; with one glance, his Shou Bing level could match that of doctors who had accumulated 180 Shou Bing; with two glances, he could reach the level of bold and advancing doctors.

Once put into practice, he would become that kind of incredibly awesome doctor in this profession.

However, Zheng Ren… Su Yun just couldn't figure him out.

Some Shou Bing don't even need to be looked at; upon first attempt, they already reach his limit. Moreover, during the Earthquake Relief process, even simple and brutal surgeries like Amputation could let him show off.

Using the technique of separating intestinal adhesions to separate the crushed Blood Vessel and nerves, it became delicate to a certain extent. Yet Zheng Ren appeared to handle it with ease, utterly effortless.

Most importantly, this guy basically has no limit!

During this day-plus of Amputation surgeries, Su Yun could clearly feel Zheng Ren's Shou Bing level progressing; saying it's a thousand miles a day is not an exaggeration.

At first, coordinating the table was quite easy; even if he acted as an assistant while also serving as half an instrument nurse, it was still very easy.

But as Zheng Ren's hand speed got faster and faster, Su Yun found it hard to keep up; he had to focus his energy intensely.

Xie Yiren's arrival completely took over the instrument nurse's duties. Su Yun still thought he could do better, but unexpectedly Zheng Ren's technique leapt up an order of magnitude with different instruments.

MD! Su Yun cursed silently, focused his attention, and performed well as an assistant.

If he couldn't even be a good assistant, he would truly lose face.

On the Operating table, silence fell; a machine, as missing parts were replenished, began to run. Although it made no sound, the doctors watching the Shou Bing heard the motor roar and saw the wheels rolling forward, crushing everything.

In the demonstration room, the trauma doctors were already dumbfounded.

He never expected that a simple, brutal Amputation surgery could involve such delicate manipulation.

Although the Shou Bing was done very finely, the speed was especially fast, fast enough to dazzle the eyes.

No one spoke; the operator didn't even lift his head. Whenever he reached out, the instrument he could think of—or couldn't think of—would gently land in his palm.

The trauma doctor felt he had been abused.

Watching the table surgery, are they all being fed dog food? Do you know the suffering of the Inpatient Chief?!

Before the instrument nurse arrived, the operator's Shou Bing was already shocking and extraordinary.

I didn't expect that wasn't even it; when that slender, young and beautiful instrument nurse arrived, the operator was like he'd been shot with adrenaline, his hand speed doubled, and his various techniques left people…

Dog food!

This is throwing dog food!

Even doing Shou Bing can throw dog food!

I really want to spit twice and turn away not to look, but the trauma doctor can't bear to miss such a wonderful Shou Bing.

Although I can't understand it all, seeing what I can is helpful; many details are absolutely of great help to me.

With such delicate technique, he could definitely be counted among the few nationwide who could perform it.

Moreover, it's not just about technique; the operator didn't deliberately pursue fineness, nor did his delicate technique delay the Shou Bing's duration.

It's that hand speed that makes the trauma doctors despair.

If it were an esports showdown, he knew he'd have no resistance against the operator's hand speed, being taken down by a chain of flashy combos.

Hand speed? Technique? It seems that after continual effort, I could…

Just thinking about this, the trauma doctor burst into tears.

Maybe I'm muddle-headed, but the operator first did an Intervention Thrombectomy, then according to the intraoperative situation judged how much of the Capillary network remained, and then performed external Shou Bing.

This is a one-stop Shou Bing; I… even saying a lifetime, two lifetimes might not reach this level.

The dissatisfaction from the previous day unknowingly turned into respect, then into worship. And when the instrument nurse made a dazzling entrance, it directly turned into adoration, the kind of prostrating oneself.

The Intervention Department Head and the Orthopedics Department Head were watching the Shou Bing in a corner, discussing something with each other.

How exactly the operator determines the reestablishment of the Capillary network, reserves the Skin Flap, and minimizes tissue removal remains a mystery to this day.

The Shou Bing is right here; the operator has no hidden agenda, and if you want to learn, just ask—he will tell you everything he knows, holding nothing back.

Yet it's exactly this frankness that leaves all doctors in a daze. The key is that the operator is exhausted to the bone—who would dare to press further?

However, the Shou Bing is recorded; if you don't get it after one viewing, watch again—you'll eventually learn it.