Chapter 886: with translation of chapter title

Spraying, not subject to human will. Or rather, this is a situation that the practitioner most hopes for and also most fears.

Intestinal stent surgery is truly a procedure that leaves the surgeon conflicted.

A black‑yellow gust of air shot out first.

Su Yun slapped the sterile sheet over the patient at the split‑second moment.

But the intensity of that gust exceeded his expectation, and he instinctively gripped the sterile sheet with both hands.

However, that very action ruined things—the sterile sheet was… ripped apart directly by the strong gust!

Su Yun

Although his reaction was lightning‑fast and his hand speed rivaled that of an esports pro, this time he was not facing a virtual opponent or normal human anatomy, but the ejected accumulated feces.

This is an opponent nobody wants to face.

A hero can face bloody gore, can face life's misery, and remain unflinching.

But which hero can face feces, urine, and gas and still keep a straight face?

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It's obvious Su Yun hasn't reached that level yet.

The hot‑blooded youth was outright stunned.

But that gust was quickly halted; Zheng Ren performed a cross‑hand operation, pinching three sterile sheets with his left hand against the patient's anus to catch the ejected accumulated feces.

Su Yun's eyebrows kept twitching; she wanted to say something, but the stench choked off all her words.

The sheets in her hand weren't useless—at least they reduced the amount of feces splattering onto her body a little.

Soon Zheng Ren felt the weight of the sterile sheets in his hands.

"Catch it!" he said in a low voice; the stench nearly knocked him over.

Su Yun stopped being dazed, focused, took the sterile sheets from Zheng Ren's hand, balled them up, and tossed them into the half‑person‑high red bucket. Then she maxed out her hand speed, after‑image trailing, and grabbed another three to five sheets to block the spraying feces.

But no matter how fast, there were gaps; Zheng Ren and Su Yun's sterile gowns were dotted with black‑yellow spots. Su Yun suffered a bit more—one could say she got what she wished for.

The air in the operating room had become unbreathable.

The thick odor was comparable to a chemical weapon. Humans always have limits; even someone like Zheng Ren, a cheat, couldn't withstand it.

He seized the moment to fully deploy the stent, then pulled out the guidewire.

The surgery was basically done, but for Zheng Ren the most crucial part had only just begun.

As abdominal pressure dropped, the black‑yellow feces stopped jetting and instead flowed out with intestinal peristalsis and digestive juices.

Countless black‑yellow feces were wrapped in sterile sheets and tossed into the red bucket.

Soon Zheng Ren felt his vision blur; his eyes watered uncontrollably from the irritation—this too is a kind of self‑protective mechanism of the body.

Professor Yang

Head Nurse

"You can't go in there; let them handle it first—your going in would be useless." said the Head Nurse.

Xie Yiren stared inside, a bit dazed, wondering what had happened.

She had never encountered such a surgery and had no idea how dangerous it was.

The Inpatient Chief of General Surgery also sighed: "Professor Yang, going in now would be useless; wait till they finish the surgery, then we'll help clean up. Going in now is pointless."

Professor Yang also felt helpless, watching the Head Nurse crank the OR's laminar‑flow ventilation to max and blankly staring through the lead glass at the two busy with the accumulated feces, his heart filled with endless emotion.

After more than ten minutes, Su Yun made a gesture indicating the patient could be received.

Head Nurse, other nurses (but not named)

As the door opened, a strong, strange odor burst out.

Professor Yang wore only a single‑layer mask and nearly got knocked over by the stench.

Yang Rui

But this odor truly cannot be compared to that of ordinary surgery.

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Tears instantly streamed down; Professor Yang hastily wiped them and rushed into the operating room.

Zheng Lao Ban

But although he had entered, there wasn't much he could do to help.

Head Nurse, Xie Yiren, other nurses

Zheng Ren, Su Yun, General Surgery Inpatient Chief

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Still, the Head Nurse had experience—this was the accumulation of who knows how many similar surgeries.

Wipe the patient clean, lay down several layers of sterile pads, and lift him onto the cart.

The General Surgery Inpatient Chief made a gesture, held his breath, his face flushed red, and hurriedly pushed the patient away.

Professor Yang, Head Nurse

Zheng Ren, Su Yun

Zheng Ren, Su Yun

It's already that filthy; no need to tiptoe around anymore.

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After about half an hour, the room was spotless; the Head Nurse ushered everyone out and began ventilating, exchanging air, and disinfecting.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun took off all their inner and outer clothes and began to shower.

Standing under the shower, the warm water hit their skin, and only then did they feel a hint of vitality.

Zheng Ren felt his head fuzzy, trending toward ammonia poisoning. However, the symptoms were mild; he estimated that resting a bit would make it better.

"Boss, you really aren't startled by changes." Su Yun said from next door.

Zheng Ren didn't speak, too lazy to bother with that guy. His head felt dizzy, who had the mood to say anything.

Only someone as talkative as him would use talking to relieve the pressure in his heart.

"Hey, you didn't pass out, did you? If you did, I could call Xiao Yi Ren in to rescue you. Artificial respiration, hey, or you could just pretend to be dead." Su Yun said.

"No, just my head feels dizzy, too lazy to speak." Zheng Ren said.

"It's from lack of oxygen to the brain, it's fine." Su Yun continued nagging: "Boss, remember to apply the body wash a few more times."

"Got it."

"You know what girls think after they wash off the body wash and rinse clean?" Su Yun asked.

"..." Zheng Ren was speechless, truly a damned baseless question. If he went to ask Xie Yiren about this, Xiao Yi Ren would probably get angry.

"After you wash off the body wash and rinse, do you feel like you didn't rinse it clean?"

"Yeah, you think that too?" Zheng Ren exclaimed, blurted out, and answered.

"Men all think that way. But girls are different; they think, 'How smooth, how delicate.'" Su Yun imitated a girl's voice, and Zheng Ren got goosebumps all over.

"Truly damn terrifying."

If Su Yun went to become a cross-dressing boss, she could absolutely crush it.

"What a pity."

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When writing this part, I just discovered that you guys raised Su Yun's starlight value to 12,000. Li Yifei repeatedly tipped Su Yun 120,000 coins. So mischievous... I also saw a tag below, Doubt is the female lead, but there's no evidence. Uh... well, everyone just be happy.

I finished writing and saw this, I won't revise this part, everyone just be happy. Eeheehee~~~