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After witnessing the surgery perford by her own nephew and having lunch with Chen Yu at the Eastern University Affiliated Hospital’s cafeteria, Chen Yu’s Third Aunt took her little lackey and left the hospital. She let the lackey go out to have fun while she herself returned to the hotel to watch the surgery footage that the lackey had fild once more.

Due to its rarity, surgical information related to lung artery sarcoma is extrely scarce, both dostically and internationally. After all, there have only been a few hundred reported cases, not even reaching five hundred.

It’s not that there are no such records in China, but for a second-tier provincial dical college like the one Chen Yu’s Third Aunt works at, most of the teachers have only seen this rare malignancy in books. Now, possessing a recording of surgery at an international top-tier level was of very important significance for teaching and research.

If it weren’t for Chen Yu performing the surgery and specially allowing them to film, such surgical materials would have been very hard to co by for Chen Yu’s Third Aunt. Especially for a second-tier dical college like theirs, it was difficult to even observe a surgery of this caliber, let alone record it.

After watching the recording again and making sure that the lackey, Zhang Zhao, had fild everything that needed to be captured, Chen Yu’s Third Aunt then packed all the videos and sent them back to China via email.

Not even ten minutes after Chen Yu’s Third Aunt’s email had been sent did an international long-distance call co directly to her phone: "Xiaohong, where did you get this surgical material from?"

"I went to the Eastern University Affiliated Hospital today with Xiao Zhao to shoot it. How is it, what do you think of the chief surgeon’s level?" Holding the phone, Chen Yu’s Third Aunt revealed a look of great pride and self-satisfaction on her face. After all, that was her dear nephew.

"Nothing to say! There are not many in China who can perform this surgery, only cardiac surgeons from big hospitals in Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou have the capability.

And this chief surgeon is really amazing, not hesitating at all with each incision, cutting so precisely, the surgical level is truly impressive!" The voice over the phone was that of a woman, filled with admiration: "Who is this chief surgeon? Is it a professor from the Eastern University? He looks quite young."

"What? Teacher Zhao! You can’t even recognize him?" Chen Yu’s Third Aunt deliberately exaggerated her tone, then continued under the other party’s urging, "That’s my nephew, Chen Yu! He used to be your student; you taught him how to use the scalpel, and you don’t recognize him now?"

The person chatting with Chen Yu’s Third Aunt was her best friend, also Zhang Zhao’s mother. She is a teacher at the dical college and, because she is good at clinical teaching rather than academic research, she has always been an instructor, not a professor. It was she who had taught Chen Yu the first ti he held a scalpel.

Upon suddenly hearing that her forr student had grown to such heights, Teacher Zhao on the other end of the line was incredibly surprised and exclaid, "Xu Xiaohong, are you kidding ? This is Chen Yu? Has his surgical level already reached this extent? Even if he went to the University of Tokyo in Japan, his skills shouldn’t have improved this fast, right?

How many surgeries has he done to achieve such proficiency?"

"Could I possibly mistake my own nephew? And you think Chen Yu was able to be admitted as a doctoral student in Japan at the University of Tokyo from our second-tier provincial dical college without showing how capable he is?

Comrade Zhao Qianqian, you should have a bit of confidence in the students you’ve taught!" Chen Yu’s Third Aunt teased Teacher Zhao over the phone, but her pride was evident on her face.

"Stop it! Can it be a matter of having confidence in students?

If I had that kind of confidence in my students, they would all reach this level; I’d have confidence in each of them." Teacher Zhao, known for her quick temper, was fired up by the teasing from her best friend: "With Chen Yu’s current level, he would be qualified as a chief physician even in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, and he would more than suffice as a leader in academic surgery at our school!

His surgical skill is only comparable to that of the old principal, but that’s the level the principal achieved after how many years of performing surgeries?"

"That’s why Vice Principal Zhao is sending to Japan to invite him back to China to teach!" Chen Yu’s Third Aunt said this with a laugh, but the insincerity in her voice was obvious without the need for any discernnt.

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"Forget it, just look at the conditions offered by Vice Principal Zhao. In China, maybe they’d be decent enough to snatch an associate professor, but to compete with the associate professorship at the University of Tokyo...

haha." Teacher Zhao’s sarcasm in her voice was not concealed, and after her laughter, she stopped discussing the matter and instead made a request to her best friend: "Right, Xiao Min is in Japan now, she was in Kyoto before, and I’ve told her to go see you. It’s been a long ti since the sisters have seen each other, so have a good reunion, and I’m entrusting you to look after her."

"Do you even have to ntion it? Xiao Min is like a child to since I’ve watched her grow up. And in Japan, I’m the one who needs to rely on her!" Chen Yu’s Third Aunt chatted with Teacher Zhao for a few more sentences before hanging up.

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"Professor, this is Minister Omori from Matsura dical. He’s co to visit you regarding the custom surgical instrunts you ordered previously," Kyuuzai Ryousen was introducing the man standing beside him to Chen Yu and placed the sample of the surgical instrunts that had been brought in front of Chen Yu, "These are the samples manufactured by Matsura dical, what do you think, Professor?"

"Having received your custom request, Professor Chen, our Matsura dical has gathered our most excellent technical team, crafting the surgical instrunts you requested in the shortest ti and with the strictest quality standards," Minister Omori, standing next to Kyuuzai Ryousen, began introducing his company’s products to Chen Yu after being introduced: "Everything is made strictly according to your specifications, ensuring to et the precision and quality standards you have asked for."

Chen Yu simply nodded to Minister Omori and then turned his full attention to the sample that had been presented.

The surgical instrunts he had custom ordered were those listed in the "Multiverse Universal Necromancy Spell Compendium," used by Necromancer surgeons to stitch up corpse nerves. After generations of modifications by Necromancers, the various designs had been standardized, and Chen Yu was only following the specifications given in the book to make the request.

"They look good. Please proceed with the rest of the surgical instrunts and complete the production as soon as possible," Chen Yu, having inspected the sample in his hand and finding the quality satisfactory, then nodded and instructed Minister Omori standing before him.

Upon hearing Chen Yu’s words, Minister Omori bowed deeply, "Please be assured."

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