Chapter 2: The True Pinnacle
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
What? System binding? Nurous questions erged in Zheng Ren’s mind.
Zheng Ren had never drunk alcohol or visited a nightclub despite being a bachelor. A surgeon’s life was hectic and he could only spare so free ti reading online fiction for his daily entertainnt.
However, he had not expected a plot lifted straight from those novels to fall upon him today.
The absent-minded Zheng Ren heard the emotionless, robotic voice again.
“The host has obtained a novice benefit—pri experience for thirty minutes.”
Zheng Ren was a senior novel hobbyist, so he accepted the existence of such a System fairly easily.
A white light exploded in his eyes again for a split second before he could communicate with the System.
Zheng Ren was shocked to find his hands moving on their own after regaining his eyesight.
Holding the curved-bladed scissors in one hand, he started separating the adhesive tissue on the pancreatic tumor with the blunt end of the scissors. The movent of his fingers was dexterous and vigilant, and he would use the sharp end of the scissors only when particularly tough and fibrous adhesive tissue hindered his advance.
Was this a dream?
He summoned all his strength to try and regain control of his hands but surprisingly, they took no orders from him despite being a part of his body.
Zheng Ren was experiencing the feeling of a high-level paraplegic patient who had lost control of all their limbs.
Besides, his limbs were performing an advanced and precise surgery as if they were machines!
Had the System assud control of his body? Was this fantasy-novel possession where his body had actually been possessed by the System?
Would his consciousness fade away slowly but surely and vanish into thin air after a while?
A series of questions sent cold sweat dripping down his back as he was embroiled in a cruel mire of despair with no chance of escape.
“Host, please be advised that bodily control is impossible during the thirty minutes of pri experience. Agitation detected. Hormone imbalance noted. Minimal sedation administered,” The robotic voice erged in his mind once more.
Zheng Ren cald down montarily under the System’s assistance.
“Host, please value this opportunity for pri experience. Please take note that the free pri experience is given only once. Repeat, free chance given only once.”
Disregarding the fact that his physical self was performing the surgery, he realized his current view was the best and precisely what he had yearned for from the corner of the operating theater just now!
re observers would have never gotten the chance to view the whole surgical process from the operating surgeon’s point of view, which was undeniably the best possible view for learning.
This opportunity had finally been presented to Zheng Ren in that mont. On the other hand, Cen ng—the chief resident—widened his eyes in disbelief when he noticed that Zheng Ren was continuing the surgery despite being a surgical assistant.
“Zheng Ren, what are you doing!” yelled Cen ng in an attempt to stop Zheng Ren from carrying on.
However, he received only silence in return.
Zheng Ren continued the surgery with his hands as nimble as two dancing elves.
Cen ng noticed sothing peculiar as he was about to interrupt the procedure.
Wait, surgical scissors could be used that way?
Zheng Ren actually separated the adhesion on the pancreatic head via blunt force with his finger. Was he not worried about a pancreatic tear?
Surprisingly, there was an abnormal blood vessel supplying the tumor. How had he noticed it?
Cen ng had a lot of questions on his mind.
That was impossible! Cen ng was well aware of Zheng Ren’s standard. Both of them ca to Sea City General Hospital two years apart and they knew each other’s skill level very well despite the lack of intimacy between them.
Cen ng was better than Zheng Ren in terms of flattery and being a bootlicker. Moreover, he beca Chief Surgeon Liu’s confidant a long ti ago thanks to his uncle’s friendship with the chief surgeon.
Otherwise, Chief Surgeon Liu would have brought his deputy chief to this heavyweight surgery instead of Cen ng.
The insiders knew the ropes, but outsiders just ca along for the ride.
Even so, Cen ng started to get confused despite being an insider.
Cen ng had been amazed by Professor Moriyu’s skill level but even his superb expertise failed to reach the altitude of the ability Zheng Ren currently possessed.
No. Not only was Professor Ichiro Moriyu’s skill level lower than Zheng Ren, the difference between their expertise was actually humongous!
The situation changed again when Cen ng’s mind wandered for a brief mont.
A few minutes later, the adhesive tissues had been separated from the tumor and only the abdominal aorta required adhesiolysis at the mont.
This was the most crucial part of this surgery. The abdominal aorta was around three centiters in diater and less elastic than normal arteries. Thus, any injury to the abdominal aorta during adhesiolysis was potentially irreversible.
This would result in a massive hemorrhage and the patient would inevitably pass away on the operating table.
Surgeons would normally give up after encountering this intraoperative finding and inform the patient’s family that, regrettably, they had done their very best.
This was the reason why Professor Ichiro Moriyu chose to end the surgery after foreseeing this outco.
However, there was not a single mote of hesitation in Zheng Ren’s hands as he started separating the outer layer of the abdominal aorta with the surgical scissors.
Impossible! The separation of inferior vena cava’s outer layer required special instrunts. How could a blunt end of the surgical scissor do that?
Cen ng started to get confused once again.
Professor Moriyu had given up on this surgery just now due to a lack of suitable instrunts in the Sea City General Hospital and turned a pancreaticoduodenectomy into an “open and close surgery”.
Every procedure—separation, cut, anastomosis, lymphadenectomy—was brief and precise.
The surgery was completed at the twenty-sixth minute. Warm, normal saline was used to irrigate the peritoneal cavity before suturing.
That pair of hands did not even check if he missed any active bleeding spots, as if Zheng Ren had infinite confidence in himself that there were no mistakes at all.
At the twenty-ninth minute, the peritoneal cavity and abdominal incision were sutured. The surgery was officially finished.
Other than the initial failed attempt at stopping Zheng Ren, Cen ng had rely stood there and watched the whole operative process for thirty minutes in a confused state.
His sterile surgical cap and gloves were drenched in sweat at the mont.
rely half an hour of observation had exhausted him greatly.
Zheng Ren, who knew only about appendectomy, had just perford a pancreaticoduodenectomy! Not just an ordinary surgery, but a surgery in which a world-class specialist failed to continue and gave up on in the end!
Cen ng could not believe it, but he had seen the perfect surgery with his own eyes.
That was unbelievable!
This thirty-minutes pri experience had definitely been an eye-opener for Zheng Ren.
When the ti was up, an overwhelming fatigue erupted from his soul and surged through his entire body, persuading his muscles to give in to gravity and float into dreamland.
However, Zheng Ren knew that it was not a good ti for sleep. He needed to go ho as soon as possible and study this System in his head.
Apart from Cen ng, there had been a scrub nurse and an anesthesiologist inside the operating theater. Zheng Ren bid goodbye to all of them before heading out eagerly.
He changed his clothes imdiately instead of wasting ti in a shower.
Upon exiting the operating theater, he saw Chief Surgeon Liu talking to a group of people.
The group was headed by an elderly man and a young, beautiful girl in her twenties.
Chief Surgeon Liu was keeping a low profile by leaning slightly forward and smiling apologetically.
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