Chapter 316: Chapter 317: Is Your Hand Numb or Did It Slip?

Meng Xi had always held one attitude towards her students:

Quality over quantity.

Meng Xi was proud, a pride that was ingrained in her bones.

Her pride did not make her look down on the people around her or look down on the First Hospital of Dongda University. On the contrary, her pride was actually toward herself, toward disease, toward surgery.

She set extremely high standards for herself!

She hoped to continuously improve herself, to become better and better, to make her medical skills increasingly exquisite, and so on.

Although she was at the First Hospital of Dongda University, Meng Xi’s gaze was always fixed on somewhere in Kyoto and on some places across the ocean.

Her opponents were not here; they were far away.

Was there a lot of pressure?

Immense!

Therefore, she did not allow herself to relax!

Chen Cang’s appearance was not an accident, but his performance was indeed sudden.

Time and again, he impressed her, giving Meng Xi hope time after time.

Even if she could not surpass them, maybe her students could surpass their students, right?

Thinking about this, Meng Xi quickly shook her head, discarding such negative thoughts.

Those were her opponents; she had to prove herself with her own strength, not through others.

At this thought, Meng Xi couldn’t help but search her soul: Were you scared? Regretful?

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Chen Cang’s surgery was about to begin. The instrument nurse looked at Chen Cang, slightly stunned. How could they let a student perform surgery?

Even the anesthesiologist was somewhat puzzled. He glanced at Meng Xi and, seeing she was unmoved, then turned to gaze at Ge Huai, who also seemed indifferent.

The anesthesiologist simply didn’t pay it any more attention and didn’t take it to heart.

With a senior attending physician and a deputy chief present, nothing should go wrong with a pericardial surgery, right?

At this time, Xia Gaofeng had just finished a grueling surgery last night, a Tetralogy of Fallot operation. When he came out, he saw through the operating room door that a surgery was in progress… and it was Chen Cang?

Was Chen Cang the lead surgeon?

Xia Gaofeng’s interest was immediately piqued; after all, this was the man he had his eyes on!

Xia Gaofeng entered the room quietly; he too wanted to see how Chen Cang’s surgery was going.

This young man had given him many surprises; his vascular suturing technique was faster than even Ge Huai’s, and it was both fast and good!

The level was definitely adequate.

But… what exactly was Chen Cang performing now?

Xia Gaofeng slowly made his way over.

At the moment Chen Cang picked up the scalpel, there was not the slightest sign of stage fright. Though he had never done it before, the benefits of the teaching model had made him the theoretical King.

He clearly remembered every step of the surgery, every little detail within the operation.

He had every move down pat!

Chen Cang took up the knife and began to slowly make an incision 2 cm below the xiphoid process in the upper abdomen, creating a horizontal skin incision 4 to 5 centimeters long.

For this first step, Chen Cang gave himself a full score!

An incision was simple; this was the foundation of extrathoracic surgery. Mastering hemostasis in a thoracic opening – are you kidding?

This incision made the two directors and one attending physician around him take a slight shock.

Ge Huai originally intended to form a united front with Chen Cang and then ingratiate himself with Director Meng through a roundabout way.

But at this moment, he couldn’t help himself!

This guy has cheated me!

He said he didn’t know how to do it, but this incision was even better than mine.

Alright, endure it. Isn’t it just better than my work?

Isn’t it just a well-made incision?

I’ll just bear with it, given that I just made a friendly gesture today; I can’t spoil everything!

Having thought that, Ge Huai still feigned enthusiasm and said with false warmth, “Chen Cang, did you not say that it was your first time performing pericardial incision surgery? You’re too modest!”

When Chen Cang was operating, he was very focused and didn’t like to entertain people, which was also why he liked working with Jing Ran.

Jing Ran was obedient and sensible, and she knew her place, understanding what to do at any given moment.

At this moment, Ge Huai exhibited none of the qualities of a good assistant. It’s true that shouting ‘666’ was not wrong, but that was Qin Yue’s job; as an assistant, he should just be observant.

Thinking of this, Chen Cang couldn’t help but say, “Teacher Ge, stop the bleeding.”

Ge Huai’s face flushed with embarrassment as he hurriedly grasped the gauze to staunch the bleeding!

Then, Chen Cang started to incise the anterior sheath of the rectus abdominis, meticulously separating it, and finally excising the xiphoid process.

The next step required carefully separating the transversalis fascia that is fibrously connected to the diaphragm.

This process was delicate, and only after completing this step, the pericardium would reveal itself!

Chen Cang was very smooth, confident, with exquisite technique, skilled movements, and abundant experience. Where was the newbie? He was clearly an old hand!

And he was the king of Mount Akina!

The more Ge Huai watched, the more shocked and angry he became. Chen Cang, you’re just a scheming boy!

You just wanted to show off your prowess, didn’t you?

You claim it’s your first surgery, then surprise us with your skill, and suddenly we’re awestruck.

Hmph!

I see right through you!

Thinking of this, Ge Huai felt a surge of indignation and dissatisfaction. Compared to this scheming BOY, he was just too naive. At this moment, Ge Huai actually felt wronged.

It wasn’t just Ge Huai; Meng Xi was also stunned by Chen Cang’s technique.

When Chen Cang said he wasn’t capable, Meng Xi had already prepared for all sorts of emergency interventions.

But now, Chen Cang’s performance resembled that of a master surgeon.

Did he even need her to step in?

More like save her own face!

Xia Gaofeng’s heart skipped a beat, filled with regret.

How could he have missed such an outstanding talent?

It’s truly… such a pity.

Such a student comes once in a few decades and is definitely the kind to nurture as a successor.

And Meng Xi… you’re so lucky.

Her first student was so exceptional.

Meanwhile, Chen Cang was panicking, upon seeing the exposed pericardial diaphragm.

“Syringe!”

Ge Huai promptly passed it over, this time behaving obediently.

Chen Cang tried to draw out the fluid but couldn’t!

It was a problem; there was clearly too much pus.

The physical and chemical properties of pus are different from inflammatory fluids; if there’s too much pus, it can’t be aspirated.

He had to incise the pericardium.

But where to cut?

Chen Cang understood where, and he even knew how.

But the depth, the force, the appropriateness of length… he had no confidence.

As expected, as soon as the knife went down.

The two people behind him were instantly baffled!

Ge Huai was taken aback, thinking: What the heck? Are you doing this on purpose?

Are you purposely using such a crude method to show me it’s your first time?

That’s just too fake!

Meng Xi and Xia Gaofeng, on the other hand, fell silent. This… must be an accident, right?

After all, that incision was so crude!

Chen Cang’s incision hadn’t even opened the pericardium!

This… was such a basic mistake.

Remembering how Chen Cang had begun the thoracotomy, both swallowed hard.

Chen Cang must have had a numb hand, right?

Yes!

Certainly, that had to be it.

After all, the difference before and after the surgery was like night and day; the disparity… was too clear. It had to be a slip of the hand or maybe it had gone numb, right?!