What? The System? Countless questions popped up in Zheng Ren's mind.
Although Zheng Ren had always been single, he never drank or went to nightclubs. He was usually busy with work, and his daily entertainment was reading online novels.
However, he had never imagined that one day, the plot of a novel would happen to him.
In his daze, the cold mechanical voice rang in his ears again.
The host has obtained the newbie benefit — Peak Experience. Time limit: 30 minutes.
After all, Zheng Ren was a veteran novel enthusiast, so he had a high degree of acceptance toward the System.
At this moment, he was standing alone in the surgeon's seat, facing the most difficult surgery in general surgery that had only just begun. Was there any room for hesitation?
He could not just watch a patient die. If he did, what kind of doctor would he be?
Zheng Ren instantly made up his mind to find a way to activate the Peak Experience. However, before he could communicate with the System, a white light flashed before his eyes again.
After regaining his vision, he was shocked to find that his hands were moving on their own.
His fingers were nimble and delicate, holding a pair of curved scissors and using the blunt end to separate the adhesion tissue of the pancreatic tumor. Occasionally, he would use the sharp blade to cut through the tough parts.
Was this a dream?
He used all his strength to regain control of his hands, but to his surprise, they were not listening to him at all.
Zheng Ren felt like a paraplegic patient who had lost the ability to control his limbs.
His limbs had become a machine, performing the surgery with precision and rigor!
Was he being seized by the System? Was this the possession mentioned in fantasy novels? And he was the one being possessed?
It won't be long before his consciousness gradually fades and vanishes into thin air?
The series of questions made Zheng Ren break out in a cold sweat and sink into a swamp of despair, unable to extricate himself.
"Host, please note that during the 30-minute Peak Experience, you will not be able to freely control your limbs. Since the host is overly emotional and hormonal environment is in disorder, you will be temporarily sedated, "the System's mechanical voice rang again.
Soon, Zheng Ren calmed down with the System's help.
"Host, please cherish the opportunity to experience the Peak Experience. Please note that there is only one chance. I repeat, there is only one chance. "
He noticed that, excluding the fact that he was performing the surgery, the current perspective was the best. It was what he had dreamed of when he had been standing in the corner of the operating theater!
Of course, the surgical field of view was dominated by the surgeon. Those who learned surgery from the operating table would never have the opportunity to observe a surgery from the beginning to the end from a first-person perspective.
Now, such an opportunity was right in front of him.
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In the thousand-person auditorium, it was already a mess.
The surgery broadcast went smoothly. The high-definition projection showed Professor Ichiro Moriyu's superb surgical skills from all angles.
It could be said that the organizers had spent a lot of effort to set up this place. It could be said to be perfect.
However, halfway through the operation, Professor Ichiro Moriyu suddenly left the operating table, followed by his assistants.
In the end, there was only one person standing on the operating table. There was no blood on his gloves. It seemed that the chief surgeon had been changed during the operation.
What happened in the operating room? Why didn't anyone become the new chief surgeon's assistant?
From the perspective of the live broadcast, there was no earthquake at all. Everything was calm.
Therefore, more than a thousand people present were very surprised and could not understand such a strange action.
In the medical world, this kind of situation was very rare. If the surgery was too difficult and exceeded expectations, he would open it to take a look before closing the abdomen. Clinically, this technique was called the switching technique.
Although the change in the patient's condition was beyond expectations, Professor Ichiro Moriyu's surgery went smoothly. Why did he give up?
It was unbelievable and irresponsible. He was treating human life like child's play!
As Zheng Ren resumed the surgery in the host surgeon's position, the uproar grew even louder.
"Isn't he going to close the abdomen? Why is he continuing the surgery? "
"Can he do such a large-scale surgery without an assistant?"
"Using a patient as practice in a live broadcast is insane."
"What is Sea City General Hospital doing? This is simply nonsense!" a professor from Imperial Capital said angrily.
The moment Zheng Ren started the surgery, many doctors were stunned and began to criticize him.
They had wanted to watch a beautiful surgical demonstration, but accidents happened one after another.
However, the criticism quickly turned into suppressed cries of surprise, and the cries of surprise were filled with countless puzzlement.
Eight high-definition projectors were broadcasting the surgery in real time. Every detail was presented to the doctors in the audience.
"Can scissors be used like this?"
"He's using blunt dissection of the adhesion of the pancreatic head with his fingers. Isn't he afraid of tearing the pancreas?"
"There's an abnormal tumor feeding blood vessel there. How did he discover it?"
Exclamations and questions burst out in the auditorium.
No one answered them. Even those who had been muttering to themselves fell silent.
A single person with no assistant and only the help of a scrub nurse had performed the surgery faster than Professor Ichiro Moriyu.
Amateurs enjoyed the show while experts recognized the artistry.
Everyone present was an expert in this field. Even if the chief surgeon of a county-level hospital did not know how to perform a pancreaticoduodenectomy, they could still tell that the surgeon who was performing the surgery was skillful and exquisite. His understanding of anatomical structures was indescribable.
Even Professor Ichiro Moriyu, who had amazed everyone previously, was not at this level.
No, it was not just his level. The difference was at least an order of magnitude.
The audience was silent.
A few minutes later, the adhesion of the tumor had been peeled off to the inferior vena cava.
This was the most critical point. The inferior vena cava was about three centimeters thick and less elastic than the arteries. Once the adhesion was dissociated, the damage to the inferior vena cava was irreversible.
The patient would bleed profusely and die on the operating table.
Under such circumstances, the surgeon would usually choose to give up the surgery and tell the patient's family that they had tried their best.
However, the hands on the projection did not stop. A pair of scissors began to dissociate the mucosa of the inferior vena cava.
The professor from Imperial Capital stood up immediately. He could not believe his eyes. Although the field of vision was clear, he still took a few steps towards the screen.
"Impossible. Special instruments are needed to dissociate the mucosa of the inferior vena cava. How can a pair of blunt scissors do it?
He actually did it …
"That's impossible!"
The old professor's hair was white. Perhaps he was too nervous or too engrossed, his body trembled slightly as he muttered to himself.
The dissociation, excision, anastomosis, and lymph node dissection. All the movements were concise and precise.
The surgery ended after twenty-six minutes. The peritoneal cavity was irrigated with warm saline and the abdomen was closed. The pair of hands did not even check to see if there were any bleeding points missed. It was as if they had infinite confidence in themselves and would not make any mistakes.
The peritoneal cavity was closed after twenty-nine minutes. The surgery was over.
The old professor from Imperial Capital stood in front of the screen in shock. His fists were clenched, and his palms were sweaty.
He had only watched the surgery for half an hour, but it had drained all his energy.
He was the leading expert in hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery in the country, so he understood what he had just seen.
He could not do it, and neither could Ichiro Moriyu. No one could.
However, such a perfect surgery was presented in front of him.
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