Christopher Thompson
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At noon, the sun was at its zenith. There were few people on the street, least of all younger folk. It was a common sight recently due to migration to the south. Sea City could eventually end up resembling the abandoned towns in the remote Siberian tundras of the former Soviet Union. Li Xiaochen sighed internally as he looked at Xie Yiren sitting opposite him, youthful and radiant. Mr. Zheng was indeed lucky to find a scrub nurse like her in this desolate place. Her actual skill…
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The corners of Zheng Ren’s mouth curved upwards when he recalled the gesture Xie Yiren had made before she left. He returned to the emergency ward and saw Yang Lei writing up the operative report. “Go home, Yang Lei. I’ll be taking over tonight’s shift,” Zheng Ren said. Yang Lei smirked when he saw Zheng Ren, a hint of mockery and curiosity in his expression. “How was it?” “What do you mean by how?” “There’s no one else in the operating theater. It’s dark, with two…
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[Emergency Mission: Resuscitation completed. [Mission: Completed one of the emergency surgery on gastrointestinal bleeding. [Mission Reward: 200 skill points, 2,000 experience points. Zheng Ren sighed. He had been pampered by the System’s lavish rewards, and the ones he was now getting seemed inadequate in comparison. There was no choice but to be more frugal. That feeling... was something he was used to. He took off his sterile surgical gown and walked into the operating console…
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Zheng Ren disinfected the skin and covered the area with surgical drapes, then washed his hands again and placed a second layer of drapes. He did not have to say a word; whenever he extended his hand, the correct tool would be placed in it by Xie Yiren. Their synchronicity was astounding! Zheng Ren decided to start with a 15 cm incision on the left side of the rectus abdominis. Yang Lei and Zheng Ren had experience working together in the general surgery department, although they were dealing…
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Hundreds of people entered the livestream but the numbers were significantly lower than before. Remembering their previous mistakes, the audience quickly read through the case details before they disappeared. The surgery began with imaging. With his Grandmaster-level skill, the procedure was easy. By the time the audience had finished reading the case, imaging was already complete. Medical opinions flew by in streams and for a moment, the livestream resembled its former glory. Its…
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Zheng Ren nodded; along with Old Chief Physician Pan, he went to the ICU workstation to carefully study the patient’s recent test results and history. The patient’s results were chilling, his condition staggeringly critical. As Zheng Ren went further into the old man’s files, his frown deepened. Old Chief Physician Pan was on another computer, viewing the patient’s details. A few minutes later, he said, “Zheng Ren, this man is not fit for surgery. It’s clear he won’t survive the…
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“Yes, that’s me.” Old Chief Physician Pan’s voice was authoritative. “Right, right. And what do you think it is? “Let me ask him.” Old Chief Physician Pan covered the phone receiver and turned to Zheng Ren. “Zheng Ren, there’s a 72-year-old male patient who has been transferred from the gastroenterology department to the ICU. He came in two weeks ago with bloody stools. “The bleeding was controlled on the sixth day of admission but his condition warranted a continued stay…
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The stretcher trolley, the injured victim, Zheng Ren’s awkward position, a stream of medical personnel rushing alongside—the scene read like a wordless, harrowing poem. Their only source of news from Imperial Capital had been Su Yun. Now, the actual incident was playing out onscreen; even Su Yun had fallen silent. Actions always spoke louder than words. Leaving a trail of blood as it went, the stretcher trolley moved at breakneck speed. Zheng Ren kicked a doctor aside. Shocked bystanders…
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Zheng Ren watched it with his eyes and mouth wide open. It felt strange seeing himself in the third person. Onscreen, he stood before the bed in the emergency resuscitation room surrounded by helpers. As they lifted the patient onto the bed, its headrest tilted at a 30-degree angle, Xie Yiren prepared the needles and equipment required for vascular catheterization beside him. Each patient took them less than ten seconds to process. Central venous catheterization was immediately followed by an…
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Zheng Ren held a small, heart-shaped object that he passed to Xie Yiren with both hands. Under the gaze of a room full of people, Xie Yiren blushed and kept her head low. “Tsk, tacky,” Su Yun scoffed. From Xie Yire’s reaction, she was very much into such things. Su Yun lamented Zheng Ren’s luck. What lady could be so easily satisfied these days? The man could probably win the lottery with a single random ticket at this rate. When he looked closer at the gift, his eyes focused on the…
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