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6o: Today, with the needle-holder in hand, when will I bind the belly?

Chen Bingsheng was a little excited!

Because this feeling was marvellous, when you make a breakthrough in comprehension, you’d feel a sense of comfort throughout your body, just like when you face a bottleneck while studying math functions for a long time without making progress, and suddenly, a teacher’s comments and explanations make you realize the solution, that feeling of piercing through the fog is really exhilarating!

As a surgeon, it’s even more so, as one must break through one bottleneck after another to continually improve oneself.

And to break through a bottleneck, one must first recognize one’s shortcomings.

Chen Gang’s incisive comments were right to the point and illuminated things in such a way that Chen Bingsheng felt as if the fog had been lifted.

In his excitement, Old Chen suddenly tensed up, and after some serious thought, he calmed down, contemplating a serious question: how had Chen Cang noticed that?

Turning around, he saw Zhang Zhixin with an expression full of delight, his face oscillating perfectly between Triple-A Syndrome and Alzheimer’s, embodying what’s known as a surgeon’s face.

Reflecting on it, he realized Zhang Zhixin was savoring Chen Gang’s earlier comments, but didn’t want to interrupt, his gaze at Chen Cang filled with meaning.

This kid… I had underestimated his innate talent for surgery.

Even though he currently only mastered an appendectomy, that was because he had only been exposed to appendectomies!

What if… Chen Bingsheng’s eyes blazed with excitement, as if he had discovered a new continent!

Making up his mind, after this period, he decided to let Chen Cang perform more surgeries and expose him to a variety of new surgical procedures.

Some people are just different. Originally, he thought the gap between him and Chen Cang was like 3.0 to 30, but now he felt that figure could shift a bit…

After a while!

Suddenly, he heard a sigh!

Old Chen turned around, thinking it was Zhang Zhixin, but… it was actually Chen Cang looking at Old Zhang sighing…

The scene became a bit strange for a moment.

At that moment, Zhang Zhixin suddenly turned around, beaming with joy, and looked at Chen Cang and Chen Bingsheng with a delighted smile.

He even ignored washing his hands and hugged Chen Bingsheng directly, saying excitedly, “Old Chen, I’ll tell you, the words that little Chen just said deeply resonated with me. Though some of what he said was nonsense, some of it made a lot of sense!”

“At that moment, combining my many years of experience and insights, I actually felt my skills improving subtly. I’ll discuss it with you during the surgery later, tsktsk, lots of little techniques.”

“Little Chen is not bad at all. I found you have a good eye for talent. Study well, and you do your part in the surgery later; I’ll teach you hand in hand!”

Chen Cang was dumbfounded. I said so much… and you say I was spouting nonsensical gibberish?

Do you have no conscience? My comments were precise and sharp, and if you can’t learn the essence and accuse me of talking nonsense…

Forget it! Forget it!

Your talent for general surgery is limited; you should stick to your medical aesthetics instead…

Chen Cang sighed.

He muttered resentfully to himself: Such a disappointment…

The second surgery began, and Chen Cang looked at the patient’s abdomen, taking a deep breath.

And at that moment, Chen Bingsheng and Zhang Zhixin were watching Chen Cang, not knowing why he was staring blankly at the abdomen.

But then!

Suddenly, Chen Gang’s demeanor changed.

With practiced fluidity, he wielded the scalpel, made a light incision, pressed on the handle, and pulled down slightly, and the skin parted effortlessly!

Chen Bingsheng was taken aback. Where’s the blood?

Why was there only a little blood?

But soon, he saw blood slowly seeping out, but not much…

Old Chen’s eyes widened in disbelief. This… was quite the operation.

He also noticed that Chen Gang’s knife-holding posture kept changing today, from the skin to the subcutaneous fat… With each step, Chen Gang’s hand expertly switched to a different knife-holding position.

Where was this a novice?

It felt like the ultimate King displaying their deft moves in a lower brass game.

Old Chen possessed a strong natural talent for surgery; otherwise, he wouldn’t have reached the level of a deputy chief physician while still a chief resident.

He naturally had some understanding of Chen Gang’s technique and even felt that the incision just now… had subtly surpassed his own.

Thinking this, Chen Bingsheng suddenly felt a subtle sensation, as if it were a case of the pupil outshining the master? There was also a sense of relief, and even some inner conflict.

Chen Cang avoided the unnecessary injury of blood vessels with a very precise cut.

But after making the incision…

Zhang Zhixin suddenly said, “Little Chen, the incision you made seems a bit small, it might be hard to operate through later.”

Indeed, Chen Gang’s incision was only about 4 cm wide, not very broad.

Chen Cang nodded, it was intentional; he felt it was sufficient.

Exploration?

There was no need. Locating the appendix was no different from feeling for one’s nose – incredibly simple. Chen Cang could easily find even the most abnormally placed appendices, not to mention a regular one, which he was more familiar with than his own hands.

Chen Gang’s operation was very ordinary and simple, yet within that simplicity lay something profoundly intricate.

Old Chen was captivated!

Zhang Zhixin too was struck dumbfounded.

He wasn’t a fool and could clearly see how sharp Chen Gang’s operation was!

At that moment, Zhang Zhixin realized that the critique Chen Cang had given him earlier was not nonsense, but that he truly had some deficiencies.

But… how could this kid be so monstrously talented?

Could an appendectomy really be transformed into something so exquisite by him?

With this thought, Zhang Zhixin held his breath and watched Chen Gang’s every move and observation with earnest.

Liu Jian was an anesthesiologist, who generally disliked staying in the operating room; he would leave after administering anesthesia, but today he had not, instead staying inside to witness Chen Gang’s complete appendectomy. After watching, he was immensely astonished.

Little Chen’s appendectomy was truly… excellent.

He couldn’t think of many adjectives, but having witnessed countless surgeries, he knew that Chen Gang’s operation was very impressive.

Such a commonplace appendectomy had even made Liu Jian halt and watch for so long.

In the end, it came to skin closure, and Zhang Zhixin suddenly laughed, “Kid, did you say my skin closure was too ugly? I specialize in medical aesthetics, yet you criticized me like that. Come on, let’s see how you do it.”

Chen Cang smiled slightly, his mouth obscured by the mask, but his eyes deliberately flashed with challenge as he signaled, “Watch carefully!”

Today, with the needle-holder in hand, when will he bind the abdominal skin!

Chen Gang’s skin closure was not just high-level; more importantly, it was aesthetically pleasing!

His expertise in achieving a beautiful closure was his specialty, and coupled with the “Beautiful Eyes,” Chen Cang skillfully threaded the needle and outlined the skin, effortlessly creating a faint suture mark.

This left Zhang Zhixin, who was ready to turn the tables and teach Chen Cang a lesson, utterly dumbstruck!

But before he could even speak, anesthesiologist Liu Jian suddenly exclaimed, “That’s a beautiful closure! Old Zhang, aren’t you in medical aesthetics? How come I feel it’s more beautiful than what you sew?”

“Smack! Smack! Smack!” It was as if Zhang Zhixin heard three loud slaps echoing beside his ear, resoundingly clear!

Recalling Chen Gang’s earlier comment that his closure was somewhat ugly… Zhang Zhixin felt uncomfortable.

And Chen Bingsheng also sighed, looking at Old Zhang with regret and consolation, “Actually… you’re only just a bit off.”

Zhang Zhixin looked at Chen Bingsheng and, seeing him offering comfort, nodded to himself, encouraging his own spirit: Pick yourself up, Zhang Zhixin! The gap isn’t big, just that little bit. You must make up your mind to catch up on what you’re falling behind!

But there was something Old Chen didn’t say: It’s just… that your “little bit” is somewhat too much ahead.

Looking at the tall and commanding Zhang Zhixin, Old Chen let out a soft sigh.