Surgery Godfather - Chapter 66

Chapter 66: Chapter 0064: The Ultimate Cultivation Method

The original plan was to perform surgery for Li Jingshu this morning, but she no longer needs the surgery now.

So they let the next patient move up in the schedule, but this patient sneakily ate some biscuits, the anesthesiologist did not dare to administer anesthesia, and the third case was scheduled earlier as a result.

Zhang Lin went back to the ward to find the patient who ate biscuits and deliver preoperative education again. Little Five went back to the ward with him as well.

A patient gave a banner of appreciation, and the senior nurse asked everyone to take a photo.

After the photo, Yang Ping was ready to take them back to the operating room.

A nurse ran over, anxiously asking: “Where is the nurse manager?”

She was just here, the nurse manager always walks like the wind.

“Doctor Yang, we have a problem.” Not seeing the nurse manager, the nurse turned to Yang Ping, perhaps believing that she could offer advice.

“Are you new here? Can you use the word ‘problem’ so casually? What’s wrong?” Zhang Lin was not pleased.

“You all come over and take a look.” The nurse was very anxious, and she pulled Yang Ping along.

Yang Ping followed her into the procedure room, Zhang Lin and Little Five followed also.

In the yellow waste bin, there was a broken urinary catheter with blood on it.

“What’s going on? You broke the urinary catheter. It can’t be that violent, can it?” asked Zhang Lin in surprise.

Breaking a urinary catheter is a low-level error. Even the interns can’t make such a mistake.

“Oh my!” The nurse was stomping anxiously: “It wasn’t me, this was found in the restroom of bed 31. The patient in bed 31 is missing, his phone is off. The patient in the bed next to him said that when he woke up in the morning, the bed next to his was empty.”

“Bed 31? Isn’t that Director Ouyang’s bed? Who is in charge of that patient?” asked Yang Ping.

“Dr. Lei is in charge of this patient. He was admitted from the emergency room last night with a wrist cut by a knife, with severed blood vessels, nerves, and tendons. The surgery was performed by the Director,” answered the nurse.

The position of Director sounds prestigious, but in reality, it’s a strenuous job. The full title is Chief Resident. The Chief Resident of trauma orthopedics is President Guo, who is also a resident doctor under Director Ouyang.

Generally, before a resident doctor is promoted to an attending physician, he have to serve as Chief Resident for a year. This is a period of training that involves greater workload and higher work intensity. If he can perform emergency surgery, it will generally be his responsibility.

A Chief Resident works all year round, 24 hours a day in or near the ward, ready for any call.

Looking at the broken urinary catheter, an intern whispering: “Could he have jumped off the building?”

Little Five said: “A jump from the building would have caused a big stir by now. Why would he need to break the urinary catheter to jump? Most likely, he escaped to avoid payment, check the computer.”

The intern ran to the computer, and came back a few minutes later, confirming: “He owes over ten thousand.”

He had just finished his surgery and had escaped after breaking his catheter. They had seen patients running away to avoid payment, but never in such a brutal and bloody manner.

The urinary catheter has a balloon, which is generally filled with water or air, lodged at the mouth of the bladder, so the catheter wouldn’t slip out.

The patient probably thought it would be inconvenient to run with a urine bag hanging, so he didn’t realize there was a balloon, and thought pulling it out would do the trick. He exerted too much force and broke the catheter into two parts, leaving one part in the bladder. The other part that he pulled out was discarded in the restroom. His violent pull likely damaged the urethra, which is why the catheter was covered in blood.

“Quickly report to the nurse manager and notify Director Ouyang’s team,” Yang Ping made a swift decision.

They came to him because they wanted help making a decision and share the risk. As for the procedure of handling these matters, they all knew.

The nurse went to report immediately.

Zhang Lin said: “President Guo and Brother Lei will have to stock up on instant noodles again.”

After this incident was handled, Yang Ping led everyone to the operating room.

They ran into anesthesiologist Liang Fatty coming out of the restroom after a smoke: “The patient just arrived.”

“Big Brother, you sit here and rest for a while, we’ll go in first,” said Little Five.

Yang Ping changed his clothes and sat in the dressing room. Director Han still had not returned from the Overseas Chinese Building, so he waited for a while to report the situation to Director Han in person.

“Yang, I’m going in first too, alright?” Liang Fatty gave a shout.

There weren’t many people in the changing room at this time, Yang Ping closed his eyes to rest. Director Han should be arriving soon.

Having just received a reward of eight thousand points, he thought it necessary to check the system.

Currently, he had thirteen thousand in his account, which was still not enough to buy training for pelvic and acetabular fracture surgeries.

Every time he nearly reached the points goal, he had to spend some points to complete tasks. Thus, he was always short and could only wait for the next task to make a big splash.

What’s the deal with the super training gift pack provided by the system?

Whether it’s 500 clavicles or 5,000 forearm fractures, both are enough to be called super.

Is there anything more super than this?

Out of curiosity, Yang Ping entered the system space and opened the box on the screen.

Inside was a small box; it seemed this present was fairly valuable. It had different packaging, not the ordinary gift bag pattern, but a delicate silver box instead.

Open the treasure box, six thousand cases of human anatomy!

Yang Ping felt sweat trickling down his back. Six thousand cases! Dissect one each day, that would total to sixteen years in there. That concept was overwhelming.

Now, imaginations had to be big enough to keep up with the system’s way of thinking.

After some consideration, Yang Ping decided to let it be for a while, to store them up. At least for now, he wasn’t daring enough to use them, they were too advanced.

“The treasure box can be used intermittently; it doesn’t all have to be used at once,” the mechanical female voice said.

If only she had explained this earlier, then he wouldn’t have to be in such a bind. Previously the system demanded all packages to be fully utilized at once, so Yang Ping assumed it was still the same.

Now that he didn’t need to use it all at once, he could plan properly and start off by trying a few dissections.

“Is there a requirement for the number of times it can be split?”

“No, it can be split any number of times,” the female voice answered.

He had to understand these details clearly. It wouldn’t be comfortable being trapped in there for years, not being able to come out. Even though it doesn’t take up real time, for Yang Ping, the years spent in the system space were very real.

The system was reliable, which put Yang Ping at ease.

As he entered the space, the only tree there seemed more thriving. The light from the system was always so soft, and the air so clear.

The mechanical hand hanging from the tree like an octopus’s tentacle was motionless.

The screen in front of him was very clear. Yang Ping started using the treasure box.

The operating table appeared, a naked experimental body lay on it, and the mechanical hand handed over a scalpel.

Yang Ping started his dissection. The window in the top right corner displayed a 3D digital human anatomy chart, detailed, and clear. This was convenient for Yang Ping to learn through comparison.

The window flashed a choose button: dynamic dissection? static dissection? You had to choose one.

What was the difference? The system did not respond. Whether it responded or not was all up to its mood.

Yang Ping randomly selected one, dynamic dissection! It seemed far more advanced.

With the sharp scalpel, he carefully made an incision, and blood sipped out. Yang Ping immediately stopped his motion.

Was this supposed to be a body for dissection? It was a living human being! How could a body bleed?

All the pores on Yang Ping’s body stood at attention. He felt the person lying on the operating table, there was a heartbeat and breathing, the skin was rosy and warm, completely like a living person.

“This is just an experimental body, not a real human body, you don’t need to have any ethical concerns,” the female voice said, as if it wasn’t the first time she had said this.

Experimental body! Yang Ping regained his senses. This was not a person, just an experimental body. But still, he couldn’t bring himself to continue.

The human body on the operating table, the wound he had just cut, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, without leaving any trace.

“Look carefully, humans cannot heal this quickly, this is a simulated experimental body.”

The system demonstrated and explained.

Yang Ping calmed himself and affirmed that what she said was correct.

But still, he chose to perform static dissection again, to see what was different about static dissection.

He cut it open again, and not a drop of blood flowed out. It seemed that the experimental body was frozen at a certain moment. There was blood in the vessels, but it did not flow.

In this case, even if it was cut open, no bleeding would be seen.

Yang Ping deliberately severed a blood vessel. He could see the red blood inside, but it didn’t flow.

Was this the beginning of the super cultivation method?

Static dissection seemed easier to accept. Yang Ping began with dissecting the upper limbs, then the lower limbs, pelvis, spine, skull, neck, chest, and abdomen.

Finally, he finished dissecting an experimental body. The system did not care about the time of dissection, and there was no numerical timer.

Yang Ping kept going like this, and by the time he had used one hundred experimental bodies, he had basically mastered human anatomy.

As for the remaining five thousand nine hundred, take it slow. Dissection is something that leads to different levels of understanding at different times, requires reflection, and allows for settling.

The operating table and the experimental body disappeared. Yang Ping sat under the tree.

The tree had no withered branches and no yellow leaves, which showed that its vitality was extremely strong.

In the distance, a waterfall fell from the sky, looking majestic and magnificent.

Now, the space was no longer just a tree, it also had a waterfall.

In the novels, aren’t the system’s skills always given directly? A flash of gold light, countless information pouring in, and the skills were obtained.

It seemed that theory and reality always had a gap.

Or, this system was rather primitive, like a version 1.0.