With a burst of brilliance, Zheng Ren felt the space in front of him begin to distort. Countless stars streaked past him, and he felt as if he was in outer space, endlessly vast.
What the hell was this? Zheng Ren was a little afraid, but then he looked around and found that he was not in any danger.
What he saw was just an illusion, but everything was extremely realistic. It suddenly occurred to Zheng Ren that when technology could produce such simulations, online games would become a part of daily life.
If that was the case, many people would be able to live in the virtual world. At that time, it would be hard to say what was virtual and what was real.
But what was the meaning of this Eye of Truth passive skill?
The starry sky illusion quickly faded into nothingness. When he reached the end, countless images appeared before his eyes.
It was like the legendary trotting horse lantern when one was on the verge of death, or like the murals of ancient humans in some caves, illusory and bizarre.
Zheng Ren's body seemed to have turned into nothingness. From a bird's eye view, time and space were distorted and intertwined, turning into a torrent that rolled away.
In the image, Zheng Ren saw countless things.
Someone was performing surgery. It was a percutaneous radiofrequency ablation surgery to remove the renal artery sympathetic nerves.
With this as the node, it branched off into countless branches.
Countless images appeared in Zheng Ren's mind, and they were so clear. Zheng Ren transformed into a spirit body and instantly received a huge amount of information.
The postoperative condition of the simulation mannequin surged into Zheng Ren's brain like a raging sea.
Zheng Ren received too much information. His vision suddenly went black and he fainted.
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When he woke up, Su Yun blew a mouthful of black hair on his forehead and laughed: "I thought you were an iron man, you don't know how tired you are."
Zheng Ren was in a trance. He asked tentatively, "Have we arrived?"
"Yes, we're here. Did you really not know that you were sleeping so soundly? " Su Yun complained, "Lil Fugui snores too loudly. If there's a private plane in the future, I definitely won't sleep with him."
Zheng Ren was sweating profusely. As soon as he got up and sat on the bed, he felt dizzy again. It was as if the sudden change in his body position had caused his blood pressure to rise, causing him to feel dizzy.
He smiled bitterly. The reason why the passive skill needed to be charged was probably in consideration of his body's condition. He could have just said that he was resting. Why did the System Trotters have to charge it?
Deliberately mystifying things.
Su Yun was surprised to see that Zheng Ren was really uncomfortable. This guy didn't sleep for almost seven days and seven nights in Chengdu, but he didn't look like he was dying. How did he become like this after a trip to Mayo Clinic?
However, he did not mock Zheng Ren or leave. Instead, he waited quietly for Zheng Ren to stand up. Seeing that his footsteps were weak, but his consciousness and actions were fine, Su Yun was relieved. The two of them went out together.
"Dr. Zheng, are you feeling unwell?" Zou Jiahua asked when he walked out with a pale expression.
Zheng Ren nodded, thinking that it would not be like this for an entire month. If that was the case, then this passive skill could be considered trash.
He had yet to recall the countless scenes he had seen with the Eye of Truth.
He had paid a huge price, but he had only gotten a rough idea. The specifics would have to be analyzed bit by bit after the fact. After recalling the massive amount of images, Zheng Ren felt that it would take at least a month to analyze anything.
Zheng Ren only nodded slightly before his mind wandered.
Zou Jiahua did not have any other emotions. After spending a long time together, he knew that Zheng Ren was a standard technical geek.
All his energy was spent on medical treatment. The standard was indeed high, but it was also quite boring. It was impossible for Zheng Ren to deliberately provoke him like that handsome assistant.
"It's probably a problem with the time difference," Zou Jiahua said. "Dr. Zheng, don't rush to the hospital this time. Rest well in the hotel. Your health is more important."
Professor Rudolf Wagner nodded repeatedly and said, "Boss, I'll go to the hospital to check on the situation. You rest for a day. If you can't do it, then rest. There's no rush."
Zheng Ren had something on his mind, so he agreed.
There was a car outside to pick up the professor. Feng Xuhui and Hu Yanhui followed the professor to handle the matters before and after the surgery. Medical supplies and the live broadcast required a lot of work.
Zheng Ren and Zou Jiahua went to a hotel that looked like an ancient castle.
Zou Zhi introduced the hotel to Zheng Ren, roughly talking about how many centuries the building was built and what interesting things there were.
Zheng Ren did not care at all. In addition, he was not feeling well, so he ignored it. When he arrived at the room, he washed up and left a message for Little Yiren to tell her that he was safe. Then, he lay down and began to recall the massive amount of information.
There was a lot of information that he saw with the Eye of Truth. He did not know if it was a simulation operation or a real time travel. Zheng Ren felt that this was the System's black technology. With his own wisdom, he would definitely not be able to understand the reason behind it.
His focus had always been on the future prospects of percutaneous renal sympathectomy.
There was no need to waste surgical training time. Zheng Ren made a considerable evaluation of the Eye of Truth. It was a divine skill.
Although his energy was almost drained, it was indeed necessary.
If it were an ordinary person, they might have died directly or become insane.
Zheng Ren lay quietly on the bed and pretended to sleep. It took a long time before he came to a conclusion — the prospects of renal sympathectomy were not optimistic.
It could only treat certain types of hypertension. It would definitely not be effective for all types of hypertension.
Zheng Ren kept trying and making mistakes in his mind. He only saw a very small chance of success. Moreover, this kind of success was not in the conventional sense. There were many branches behind it, and it might lead to failure.
However, the memory behind it was directly missing. Zheng Ren knew that it was because he could not accept such a huge amount of information.
He sighed and stopped thinking about high blood pressure. It was not easy to do basic research. There were too many possibilities of experiment failure.
Perhaps it was easy to say, but if it failed, it failed. However, in the long process of trial and error, many people's youth and lives had collapsed just like that.
Many times, it depended on luck. Was the skill tree in the current world the best choice? Was it the right one? Zheng Ren did not think so. He felt that the skill tree in the current world had most likely grown crooked.
Forget it, he did not want to think so much. It was better to have a good rest and prepare for tomorrow's TIPS surgery.
Just as he was about to sleep, his phone suddenly rang.
Zheng Ren felt very strange and a little unhappy. He was already exhausted. Who was this? Why was he still disturbing him?
He picked up his phone and saw that it was Su Yun. Zheng Ren hesitated for a moment and picked up the phone very cautiously.
Su Yun looked like he did not know what to do, but he actually knew what to do. He knew that he was not feeling well. If it was not a big deal, he would definitely not disturb his rest.
"What happened?" Zheng Ren asked directly.
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