The Surgeon’s Studio

Chapter 857: You Can’t Even Compare To His Assistant

Jin Yaowu’s pupils shrank, then dilated, and the reflection of light instantly disappeared.

The shock in his heart caused the electrical current in the cerebral cortex to fluctuate, and even affected the operation of his central nervous system.

In an instant, Jin Yaowu even vaguely heard his worldview being shattered. He fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

A pelvic fracture interventional embolization technique in fifteen minutes? This was f*cking bullsh*t. Jin Yaowu really wanted to touch Mu Tao’s forehead to see if the fellow had a fever. Why was he spouting nonsense?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Jin Yaowu was finally certain that Mu Tao was definitely spouting nonsense and joking.

“You don’t believe it, right? Actually, I didn’t believe it in the beginning either.” Mu Tao smiled as he recalled the time in Pengxi Village.

At that time, he felt that it was extremely difficult. Eating was a luxury, let alone sleeping

However, after returning to Shenzhen City, Mu Tao would always dream of him performing surgery in the operating theater in Pengxi Village.

Mu Tao felt that he would never forget that memory for the rest of his life.

He went to the national disaster generously, but he just had to meet Boss Zheng and his sarcastic assistant. Under the beating of the hemostatic forceps, Mu Tao knew that his level had increased by a whole world.

If Jin Yaowu, who used to sit opposite him, was at the same level as him, then now, Jin Yaowu could not be compared to him at all.

However, it seemed that Jin Yaowu did not know.

Judging Boss Zheng? He could not even catch up with Boss Zheng’s assistant who rarely did interventional surgery. And if that sarcastic assistant’s skill was half as good as his eloquence…

But this conclusion was too depressing. Mu Tao was not Su Yun, so he would not say it.

It seemed that Jin Yaowu had not figured out the situation. Mu Tao sighed in his heart.

“Did you watch the live broadcast of the surgery yesterday morning?” Mu Tao asked in puzzlement.

“I did,” Jin Yaowu said.

Mu Tao was silent again.

He completely did not understand.

With Jin Yaowu’s level, if he watched the live broadcast of the surgery, he should know how big the gap was. Why was he sitting here and complaining to him? He should be humble, ask for advice and then study seriously.

Could it be that he was joking with him?

“I highly suspect that the live broadcast of the surgery yesterday morning was academic fraud,” Jin Yaowu sneered and said. “Mu Tao, you have done TIPS surgery. You know the process.”

Mu Tao was helpless and nodded his head.

“One needle is enough? Would you dare do a live broadcast? Aren’t you afraid that something would go wrong? Do you think it’s possible? Forget TIPS surgery, even a cholecystectomy. What demon in the general public would dare to broadcast it live?” Jin Yaowu voiced the doubts in his heart.

Directly saying that it was an academic fraud could only be said in this small room. If he were to go public, Jin Yaowu would have to worry about changing his attitude with Professor Pei.

After all, Zheng Ren was supported by Professor Pei, and that was how he rose to the top.

However, what he said made sense. This was also a doubt in Mu Tao’s heart.

Forget a surgery that relied on luck like TIPS surgery, even if it was a surgery that relied on all kinds of mature surgical methods, what demon would dare to broadcast it live? Was he really not afraid of being exposed?

“Yaowu, you can’t speak nonsense.” Mu Tao pondered for a few seconds and slowly said, “I believe in Boss Zheng.”

“You…” Jin Yaowu looked at Mu Tao coldly and asked, “Don’t you want to be the chairman of the National Organizing Committee? Don’t you want to be an academician of the Academy of Engineering? Do you want to be a dwarf in the future and live under Zheng Ren’s heel?”

“It’s not that serious. Boss Zheng won’t do that to me.” Mu Tao smiled. “China is so big. It’s enough for you to do your own surgery, isn’t it?”

“Are you determined to learn TIPS surgery?”

“Yes. We had agreed that I would come to learn after I came back from the frontline,” Mu Tao said faintly.

“You’ll know when you go,” Jin Yaowu said. “You have to sign the documents. In the next three years, for TIPS surgery, you have to fill in the form according to the application requirements for the Nobel Prize and make a record of it. In my opinion, that is a f*cking indentured contract!”

“Oh?” Mu Tao’s heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Zheng Ren really wanted to win the Nobel Prize this year? How many months had it been? The evaluation would start in August, and the results would be released in October. The timeline was too tight!

Mu Tao did not know how many surgeries he would need to do as a sample. Anyway, when it came to the Nobel Prize, there would definitely be a huge amount of surgical data.

“If you want to go, you can go. I’ll return to the Sorcery Capital,” Jin Yaowu said in disdain.

“I’ll go and take a look. Even if I do this work, it doesn’t seem to be a big deal. It’s better than Boss Zheng not teaching TIPS surgery,” Mu Tao said honestly.

“I really don’t know what to say to you.” Jin Yaowu stood up abruptly. Then, he said, “I’ll wait and see. I’m waiting to watch the live broadcast of Zheng Ren’s surgery fail. I don’t believe that there are still people who can successfully perform all the surgeries. Mu Tao, this is just a scam, a gimmick! An honest person like you is being deceived.”

Mu Tao looked at the coffee in front of him and did not take a sip. He thought quietly and said, “Based on my understanding of Boss Zheng, he wouldn’t lie.”

“…” Jin Yaowu was stunned. Why did Mu Tao have a one-track mind no matter what he said?

They did not get along and say more than half a sentence.

Jin Yaowu flicked his sleeves and left, leaving Mu Tao alone. He quietly looked at the latte in front of him.

‘You’re too conceited. You can’t even catch up with his assistant.’ Mu Tao sighed in his heart, but he did not say it. Saying it out loud would offend people too much.

Mu Tao pondered for a moment, but he did not leave. Instead, he took out his phone, found the live broadcast of Zheng Ren’s surgery yesterday, and watched it again.

The entire surgery was simple and unflashy.

Every step was very plain. There was no gorgeous operation, and there was no step that he could not understand.

But if he took it one step at a time, the final result would be a completely different thing.

Mu Tao used a day to watch countless surgical videos, but the final result was…he could not understand it.

If there was some unbelievable operation, it was fine if he could not understand it, but he could understand every step or how the surgery was successful in the end, Mu Tao still did not understand.

Putting away his phone, Mu Tao looked at the latte and smiled.

He stood up, pulled up the suitcase, and turned around to leave.

Since he wanted to learn, he would learn well. If Boss Zheng needed the surgery volume, he would help him. So what?

No matter what, they were comrades who fought side by side in Pengxi Village.

Thinking of the lonely figure standing alone in another operating room, Mu Tao felt a little strange.

It was both familiar and strange.

After Zheng Ren and Su Yun left Pengxi Village, Mu Tao continued to work there for another week.

Mu Tao could handle the patients that were sent in intermittently.

However, when he performed the surgery, the operation on his wrist at a certain angle would remind him of the simple and honest surgeon and his sharp and mean assistant.

After calling a car, Mu Tao came to the 912.

When he returned there again, things had changed. Boss Zheng’s progress was very fast. He could not be pulled too far away by him.

Mu Tao calmed his mind, stretched his cervical vertebrae, and walked into the building of the 912 Inpatient Department.