Chapter 32
This kid is amazing!
Chapter 32 This kid is amazing!
"Professor Zhou, you see, I told you Professor Mo had a problem here," Dean Li said, pointing to his head.
"Hehe, there's a lot of disagreement in the industry about treating lengthening surgery as a cosmetic procedure," Professor Zhou laughed. "It's a personal choice, and I respect Professor Mo's decision."
Seeing that Professor Zhou was speaking incoherently, Dean Li smiled and said, "Let's see your skills today."
"We'll perform a few surgeries first, mainly to familiarize ourselves with the equipment and the nursing team."
Because Professor Gu didn't trust a private hospital, he brought the anesthesiologist from Beijing. He wanted his student to assess the situation first, but Professor Zhou didn't elaborate on this.
"Let's warm up and let the people of the provincial capital feel the warmth."
"You've overstated yourself," Professor Zhou said politely.
In another operating room, Professor Zhou began the surgery.
Standing beside the operating table, Professor Zhou abandoned his previous academic demeanor and became as professional and sharp as a drawn blade.
Dean Li changed his clothes and stood beside Professor Zhou, watching this scene with a smile.
The more people who come to the urology hospital for surgery, the better; the bigger the star, the better.
It's not like twenty years ago, when you could fool people with just words.
Those were truly good days, Dean Li reminisced.
Fortunately, I caught a good time, earned my first pot of gold, then cleaned up my act and got out of trouble. Now I can collaborate with top-notch urologists through various means.
Just like Professor Zhou, who is young and strong, and whose technical level can be described as top-notch in China.
Dean Li was overjoyed to have found him to perform the surgery.
The patient is lucky; he can even swear by his penis without feeling guilty. Plus, the profits from penis enlargement surgery are unbelievably high; it's as if he sees a river of gold coins raining down from the sky.
As Professor Zhou began to pull the trigger of the suture machine, Dean Li's eyes unconsciously narrowed.
As for Professor Mo...
That stubborn old man, ignoring the lucrative lengthening surgery and only opting to cut off his purse, he's got something wrong with his brain.
The surgery was completed smoothly; Professor Zhou's operation was so fast that Dean Li was astonished.
More than an hour later, all eight surgeries were completed, and Professor Zhou was very satisfied with his work.
"Professor Zhou, your surgery was truly masterful!" Dean Li praised.
"Using a suture device for circumcision is one of the simplest surgical procedures, nothing to brag about," Professor Zhou said with a smile. "My boss doesn't like using suture devices, so I usually don't use them at home."
"Does Old Master Gu not use a suture device?"
"The boss always says he's old-fashioned and inflexible," Professor Zhou said with a smile as he took off his surgical gown. "But I think the boss has something else in mind, though I haven't realized it yet."
"Old Master Gu..." Dean Li only managed to utter two words before realizing that no description could quite capture the essence, so he swallowed the rest of his words.
"The operating room lights are nice, and the equipment is all new. I just glanced at the ventilator and other equipment, and they're all in good condition. I think the boss will like them," Professor Zhou said. "Thank you for your thoughtfulness, Dean Li."
"Hahaha." Dean Li couldn't help but laugh. "Knowing that Elder Gu might come to perform surgery, I rushed to purchase new equipment. This really took a lot of money from my savings."
"It's just one operating room," Professor Zhou said. "What about the other operating rooms? Are the conditions worse than this?"
"It was close, but not by much. I was meticulous in preparing for Mr. Gu's surgery, and I dared not be the slightest bit negligent or careless."
As the two left the operating room, another patient was being brought out of the adjacent operating room.
"Is Professor Mo performing surgery?" Professor Zhou asked casually.
It's just a circumcision, nothing fancy or sophisticated, so he didn't bother looking into it.
"You're the last patient. You've seen so many people being sent out safely, why are you still nervous?" the nurse said to the patient.
"I……"
Dean Li didn't hear what the patient was explaining, but he stopped in his tracks, stood there, and froze.
"Dean Li, what's wrong?" Professor Zhou asked.
"..."
Dean Li remained silent and did not answer Professor Zhou's question. Instead, he turned to look at the operating room next door.
Professor Zhou wasn't stupid; he deduced the truth from Dean Li's expression and the nurse's words.
"How many surgeries are you doing today? Ten?" Professor Zhou asked casually.
It's just a circumcision under a suture device. Even if it's done quickly, what does that prove?
The level of surgery is too low; many ordinary doctors are immersed in this kind of work, so it's only natural that they can do it quickly.
Moreover, Professor Mo took that resident trainee to the operating room earlier than he did.
Therefore, Professor Zhou estimated that nine surgeries had been performed on that side, and they were currently performing the last one.
"19 units..."
When Dean Li said this, he didn't even realize that his voice had become hoarse without him noticing.
"..."
Professor Zhou was also stunned.
19 surgeries?
19 surgeries!
It cost more than twice as much as the surgeries I performed myself, plus a fraction of that.
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" Professor Zhou refused to believe it.
Professor Mo is the group leader at the Second Affiliated Hospital, and his level of expertise is quite high, a fact acknowledged by Professor Zhou Tianbo.
The circumcision procedure performed with a suture device doesn't require much technical skill. Professor Mo is simply skilled, so it's understandable that he could do it faster than I could.
but!
It's absolutely impossible for it to be that much faster!
Professor Zhou's expression was the same as Dean Li's, full of suspicion. He involuntarily turned around and followed the nurse and patient into the next operating room.
"Relax."
Before Professor Zhou could even enter the operating room, a familiar voice came from inside.
The young man who had just confronted Dean Li with his mech was now gentle to the core, like a spring breeze.
"The surgery is quick and simple, and the results will be quite aesthetically pleasing," Ji Xiang reassured the patient.
"Lie down."
"Why are you pulling at your pants? How can we perform the surgery?" the nurse said.
"It's alright, no rush," Ji Xiang said gently. "If you're embarrassed to have the nurses prepare, I'll take your pants off for you. Actually, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. We're doctors; gender doesn't matter in the operating room."
"Don't listen to what people on the internet are saying. People who seem honest and upright in real life change completely online. They pick up a spray bottle when their baby is being born, and they can't even out-spray the baby's urine."
Professor Zhou listened to Ji Xiang's "nonsense" and slowly walked in.
"Professor Zhou, are you done on your end?" Professor Mo was in much better spirits after performing nearly twenty surgeries, and he greeted him with a smile.
Professor Zhou saw that Ji Xiang was chatting with a patient, while Professor Mo was preparing surgical instruments like an assistant.
You've got it backwards!
Professor Zhou was not familiar with Mo Chenggui, but had only heard people mention him. As his name suggested, Mo Chenggui was rigid, inflexible, and inflexible.
How could he tolerate his assistant talking nonsense and not doing any work, while he was assigned all the small tasks to himself?
"Professor Mo, I'm busy," Professor Zhou said casually as he walked in.
He glanced around, found the nurse's record sheet, walked over and picked it up.
The content of the record sheet is different from that of the anesthesia record sheet in the operating room of a large hospital. It does not contain information such as the patient's vital signs, but rather the instrument number.
Private hospitals are becoming increasingly standardized.
1, 2, 3... Professor Zhou's eyelids started twitching uncontrollably when he counted to 19.
He wasn't sure, so he glanced at the time again.
The timing was clear; the surgery began only after we met.
Professor Zhou's smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression.
He was a prodigy, ranking first in the national professional medical examination with a near-perfect score.
If it weren't for the family's financial difficulties and my urgent need to work and earn money to supplement the family income, getting into graduate school would be a piece of cake.
Even if he was polite on the surface, it was because Professor Gu had said it too many times that Professor Zhou had hidden his sharpness, but that didn't mean he was less arrogant than when he was young.
When Professor Zhou gets serious, he can be quite intimidating. Standing next to him, Dean Li felt his own breathing become much more difficult due to the intimidating aura emanating from him.
Professor Zhou stood intently in the best spot, ready to "appreciate" Mo Chenggui's surgery.
However, all his expectations came to naught.
"Scars are a man's medals. Do you know what the brightest one is?" Ji Xiang said with a smile, looking at the patient.
Mo Chenggui did not become a practitioner, but instead stood quietly to the side as an assistant, which Professor Zhou found somewhat puzzling.
It's also possible that Mo Chenggui used the last surgery as a reward to motivate the young man named Ji Xiang.
However, the next second, Professor Zhou overturned his idea.
He saw Ji Xiang chatting with the patient while skillfully installing the suture device.
His movements were so skillful that even without looking, he could install the sutures faster than anyone Professor Zhou had ever seen.
Ji Xiang is like a professional soldier, or even a top-notch assassin; all of this is deeply ingrained in his bones, and he has practiced countless times.
This detail alone sent a chill down Professor Zhou's spine.
He didn't hear a word Ji Xiang was saying.
The surgery was done very quickly, incredibly quickly. Ji Xiang chatted with the patient while administering anesthesia and completing the circumcision procedure with a suture device.
He appeared somewhat nonchalant, but Professor Zhou knew that Ji Xiang had the entire surgery under control.
Professor Zhou even noticed that 12 seconds were wasted checking for bleeding at the frenulum.
Some people perform surgeries quickly by omitting certain steps, making the process rushed and frustrating to watch, and inspiring disdain in others.
Ji Xiang's surgery was both quick and steady, each move precise and methodical. When it needed to be fast, he was as fast as the wind; when it needed to be slow, he was as steady as an old dog with missing teeth, basking in the sun in a corner.
This kid is amazing!
Putting everything else aside, his hand speed is superhuman. It's even stranger that a young man could develop a hand speed that even a single person couldn't achieve in fifty years.
Professor Zhou was like a lion king facing a challenge, his hair standing on end, filled with vigilance and excitement.
"The surgery is done. Just follow my instructions when you get home," Ji Xiang said to the patient with a smile after the surgery. "By the way, whatever you do, don't watch any videos about repairing donkey hooves."
(End of this chapter)