Chapter 1: I am Not Mentally-Ill
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[Please collect your newbie pack.]

This sentence popped up before Ling Ran’s eyes again at noon. At the same time, an icon shaped like a parcel kept flashing at the top right of his field of vision like a broken ambulance beacon.

Ling Ran quietly took out his notebook and made a note of it, but he did not give any response.

As a medical student, Ling Ran had a considerable amount of curiosity, but he could also exercise a sufficient amount of caution and self-control.

After obtaining this system in a baffling and confusing manner, Ling Ran immediately started making all sorts of records and tests on it.

…Because he first had to make sure that he was not crazy. And to avoid losing the graduation certificate he was about to receive, Ling Ran had to conduct the tests himself.

Ling Ran first chose the Davos Assessment of Cognitive Biases Scale. It was used to assess the cognitive biases of schizophrenics, especially those with delusional disorder. Moreover, it was a self-assessment.

There were a total of forty-two clauses and they all described the different attitudes and beliefs people held. The questions were asked in first person point of view, with one point to ‘strongly disagree’, and seven points to ‘strongly agree’.

It was very easy to complete the whole form and some of the clauses were also easily understandable.

For example, the first clause: I am on the lookout for danger.

The ninth clause: I am often not sure what people mean.

The twentieth clause: I make sure that all windows are locked.

The twenty-fifth clause: The first thoughts are the right ones.

The twenty-seventh clause: I do not go out after dark.

However, even though it was easy to complete the self-assessment form, it was rather troublesome to process it. It usually needed to be calculated with many types of formulae before the final tally could be obtained.

Besides, other than the assessment of cognitive biases scale, Ling Ran also did the Chinese version of the Measurement and Treatment Research to Improve Cognition in Schizophrenia Consensus Cognitive Battery, Peters et al.’s version of the Delusions Inventory, Haddock’s version of the Brief Psychiatric Rating Scale, and the Positive and Negative Syndrome Scale which was used to determine whether psychosis was present, and how severe it was.

In short, Ling Ran needed a computer that was equipped with the relevant softwares to use data to determine his mental state.

Ling Ran quietly walked to the second floor of the school laboratory. When he knocked on the door, he heard the sound of someone walking inside. All of a sudden, the person stopped for a few seconds in front of the door before suddenly opening it.

“Junior Ling Ran, you’re here.” His senior sister wore a thin layer of lipstick and seemed to have applied blush on her face. Illuminated by the dim lighting, it was easy for others to recall the wolf impersonating the grandmother in Little Red Riding Hood when they saw her.

“Senior sister, sorry to trouble you again.” Ling Ran smiled calmly.

“It’s okay, no big deal.” The sight of him made his senior sister feel good. There was a miniature version of herself howling furiously in her mind. ‘The school hunk is so handsome, the school hunk looks so charming when he smiles…’

Ling Ran continued smiling.

The senior suddenly came to her senses, and immediately shifted her body away from the door. She spoke with a beaming face, “Come on in, I made you tea… No, I’ll make you tea. Oh yeah, how have you been?”

“Hmm? Quite healthy, why do you ask?” Ling Ran took note of this, but only paid a little attention to it.

“I heard that you did a CT scan and an MRI scan that day… Um, I just accidentally heard about it,” his senior sister said while preparing a tea bag.

A CT scan cost a few hundred RMB, while an MRI scan cost around two thousand RMB. As Ling Ran wanted to scan multiple parts of himself in one go, he naturally utilized the resources available to him and asked for the help of a female senior on the third floor. His aim was to make sure that there were no organic changes to his brain.

Ling Ran had also prepared an excuse long beforehand for this. He said calmly, “I wanted to write something, so I asked for Senior Lee’s help. You saw it? How was it?”

“It looks pretty good.” When she said that, his senior sister immediately corrected herself, “It is pretty good, you’re young and lively. There’s no problem.”

But his senior sister kept chastising herself internally, ‘Why did I casually talk like this?! Calling the MRI scan of someone’s brain good-looking? This makes it easier for him to think of you as a pervert! You are fated to be single forever!!’

“It’s good that there’s no problem. Hmm, senior sister, is this the machine?” Ling Ran pretended not to catch the nuances in her words and shifted his attention to the computer in the laboratory.

“Yes, it has the SPSS 20.0 statistical analysis software installed. As long as there’re enough data, we can make a diagnosis on schizophrenia based on the DSM-IV. The CQB, BDI, PDI and PSYRATS evaluations that you want are all not a problem…” When it came to her specialty, the senior could not stop talking. Immediately after that, his senior sister taught Ling Ran to use the software hands-on.

Every year, there would be undergraduates who came here to borrow machines and softwares, but Ling Ran was the only one who got to receive such careful guidance.

His senior sister was also very happy. She earnestly taught the school hunk how to use the software before reluctantly saying, “Then, please operate it by yourself. I’ll go outside first.”

It would not be nice for her to stay and look at the patient’s data.

“Alright, sorry to trouble you.” Ling Ran took it upon himself to sit down and focused his attention on the computer screen.

The senior left the laboratory, but she turned to look at him repeatedly at every step she took to leave the place. When the door was completely closed, Ling Ran got up and locked it before quietly taking out a thick stack of questionnaires from his backpack.

He completed these just recently. To prevent the effects of delusions or schizophrenia, Ling Ran even took videos and let his schoolmates check some of them.

It was not rare for medical students to conduct experiments on themselves, especially when it came to psychiatric assessments. Because no operation or injection was required, everyone liked to use themselves as their own guinea pigs.

Ling Ran entered the numbers and letters into the corresponding extensions according to what his senior sister taught him. He then checked them twice and clicked on the ‘run’ button.

The computer started running, making quiet whirrs. Even though there was only single digits in the table, after adding in the formulae and coefficients, the operand was quite large.

The creaking sound of the printer only came after a long time had passed. Ling Ran grabbed the piece of paper that came out of the printer. He looked first at the end result.

“Well… the standard value of the Davos Assessment of Cognitive Biases Scale should be 128.05±26.5. Mine is… 154. Phew, fortunately, I am still 0.55 points away from being mentally ill.”

Ling Ran happily stood up and decided to click on the newbie pack… but he stopped.

‘I probably need to find a secluded and safe place before doing something like this. What if there’s a Transformer in the pack? It would bring trouble to the country.’

Chapter 2: The Ones at the Top are Lonely
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After dinner, Ling Ran headed for the old bomb shelter behind the school mortuary.

The bomb shelter had been long since been neglected. Once upon a time, it had served as a makeshift hospital. In another tale, it was a temporary mortuary. After the new medical block was constructed, it once again fell back to its old days of being a lonely, dilapidated corner. Not even dogs in heat would pound each other doggedly through the unbearable stench.

In contrast, Ling Ran did not mind the smell.

Medical students often had their gag reflexes tested since their first witnessing of a public dissection. Give them a couple of years and they would start yawning throughout the process.

Of course, it was not like they would go out their way to pay the mortuary a visit on boring evenings.

Ling Ran stood quietly in the middle of the bomb shelter, thinking, ‘A leader-level Transformer should be around twenty to twenty-five feet tall, maybe thirty at most. This should be enough standing room… If the Transformer ends up surpassing even that, what do I do?’

As Ling Ran was thinking, he brought a finger up and tapped on the Newbie Gift Package in the top right-hand corner of his eye.

[Reward: Appositional Suturing Technique (Master Level)]

A calm, professional voice echoed in Ling Ran’s mind.

From that moment on, whenever Ling Ran thought about the appositional suturing technique, the intricacies of the skill would fly into his mind: the distance between two needles, the force for applying the sutures, the choice of thread, the varieties of knots…

“Hmm, isn’t the system a little too stingy if all it gives is a mere suturing skill? An appositional suturing technique, what’s more!” Ling Ran muttered softly to himself.

“The appositional suturing technique includes simple interrupted suturing, simple continuous suturing, subcuticular closure, gambee suture, cross mattress suture, and interlocking suture, totaling up to six types,” the system explained in a voice that sounded suspiciously pre-recorded and rehearsed.

Ling Ran grumbled, “You can give me a dozen suturing methods, but it’s still suturing. I could learn the tension suture and inverting suture from elsewhere, so why not just give me a Transformer?”

This time, the system’s reaction was slightly delayed before it finally answered.

“No.”

“Why?”

“The Medical System only passes down medical knowledge, not Transformers.”

Ling Ran pursed his lips, thinking, ‘Doesn’t look like the system is being controlled by some intelligent being.’

An intelligent entity would have asked, “Why the heck would you want a Transformer?”

“What exactly is this Master Level you speak of?” Ling Ran pressed on.

The voice of the system continued in the same artificial politeness, “The techniques are categorized from lowest to highest starting from Novice, Specialist, Master, and Perfect. Master is the third rank on this list.”

“Soooo… Your Newbie Gift Package is only limited to this crappy, suturing technique?”

“Yes.”

“Only suturing techniques?”

“Yes.”

“No Transformers?”

“Yes.”

Ling Ran frowned. Unless this system had convinced him into thinking that it is dumb, it would most probably fail the Turing Test (a test to determine whether the subject is a man or a robot).

The few questions he had asked had been a classic sequence in the Turing Test. If faced with the same questions, regular human beings would most probably have said “I’ve already answered that question” or something like that, provided that they did not start cursing first. Only a script would repeat these routine yeses.

‘But, what if this thing is just feigning it?’ Ling Ran shook his head. With the limited resources he had in his hands, he really could not prove it either way. Even if he performed the complete Turing Test, those same doubts would still arise.

“Alright… But what a waste of such a good bomb shelter.” Ling Ran raised his head and looked at the sky, disappointed that the bomb shelter could not be used for anything better.

Upon his return to the dorm, his housemates came back from their dinner, but every one of them had their phones raised to take either selfies or pictures of each other.

Chen Wanhao was the first to see Ling Ran. He said a few words to him, and then lifted his phone.

“Ling Ran, hurry up and collect your white robe. They dug it out of some dingy storeroom and it’s more wrinkled up than an old cabbage. You can bring it to 306 to iron it out.”

“Goodness… is this really necessary?” Ling Ran looked at the medical students lying about in the room, still in their white robes. He sighed dejectedly.

“We’re going for our internship tomorrow—in an actual hospital. We should leave a good impression on others. The school’s white robes are wrinkled. If I don’t iron it, how am I supposed to wear them?” When Chen Wanhao spoke, he tilted his head at a 45-degree angle towards the sky, then his camera emitted an audible click.

“Where do I get the stethoscope?” Ling Ran pointed at the red stethoscope on Chen Wanhao’s neck.

Chen Wanhao laughed and said, “I bought it. It’s from 3M, it gives you super-hearing. Wanna try it?”

“The stethoscopes in the hospital aren’t up to your standards?”

“Interns are only given white robes, no stethoscopes.”

“And why is that, I wonder?” Ling Ran gave a sympathetic glance at Chen Wanhao. “Stethoscopes must be very expensive.”

Chen Wanhao blinked in surprise for a moment before he took them off sadly. “I sacrificed five foot spa sessions for this, and you’re telling me that I don’t get to use them? This red one burned a hole in my pocket.”

“I told you so. Stethoscopes are of no use; interns only need gloves.”

Wang Zhuangyong stretched out his hands that were already wrapped in white gloves, shaking them in an incessantly flamboyant manner.

Ling Ran refused to look at him any longer. He lowered his head and took out a banana from his drawer.

Wang Zhuangyong clicked his tongue twice. “Wow, that’s quite a size.”

Ling Ran silently used the surgical knife to cut through the banana peel. Wang Zhuangyong could not help but avert his gaze, saying, “Ling Ran, your suturing should be fine from all your practice, you don’t need to do any last minute preparations now.”

“I’m feeling particularly sharp today,” Ling Ran lied. He turned on the table lamp and took a 70cm Johnson Ethicon thread from the drawer.

This #00 thread was particularly abrasive. It got caught easily while trailing after the needle, and was relatively unwieldy. Many foreign medical schools recommended using it for practice. The only problem was that it was comparatively more expensive than the ones manufactured locally. It was not something many students could afford to practice with over an extended period of time.

Fortunately, Ling Ran’s family owned a clinic. They had some savings, and they understood the expenses of a medical student. They were happy to provide for him.

Ling Ran held the forceps in his left hand and controlled the needle holder with his right. The moment the head of the needle fell on the banana peel, countless bits of information jumped to the forefront of his mind. It all happened in a flash. Without a moment’s hesitation, he gave his wrist a deft flick and the needle passed through like it was liquid.

‘Get the needle in, get it out, tie the knot…’

Ling Ran had garnered a fair level of proficiency through his own practice. It was largely the reason why he did not find the ‘Master Level Appositional Suturing Technique’ particularly helpful.

In retrospect, Ling Ran may have been overestimating himself. His new insight only served to show him just how wet he was behind the ears. What once took him intense focus in the past now came to him subconsciously.

Throughout the entire process, the banana remained utterly still. His repeated actions of pushing the needle in and pulling it out did not move it in the slightest.

The distance between the two needles remained the same. One could use the most precise ruler available and still find nothing wrong. The knot had been executed to mechanical precision—even closely resembling industrialized embroidery.

The accuracy, precision, the mature judgment, the chosen angle and depth, the balanced and stable movements… It was something as simple as suturing, but executed at a level of mastery that transcended one’s wildest imaginations.

“F*ck me, you sewed that thing up so quickly!” Wang Zhuangyong suddenly appeared from behind Ling Ran, grabbing the big sutured banana with one hand. Then, as if he was surveying an art piece, he lifted it to his nose and scrutinized it.

Ling Ran suddenly felt the loneliness of a solitary master. ‘After everything that I did, all you have to say on it is the “speed”?’

TBC...
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Chapter 3: Offer of Housemanship [1]
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Yun Hua Hospital.

In the outpatient facility downstairs with the exterior wall made entirely of glass, a group of interns were lined up with their heads up and looked straight ahead. Several instructors who wore white coats that were embroidered with either words saying Yun Hua University, Yun Hua Medical University, or Yun Hua College of Traditional Chinese Medicine were consulting the administration staff of the hospital in soft voices.

For medical students, an internship was the mark signalling their beginning towards becoming a doctor.

It held the kind of excitement where one would finally see the fruits of their many years of labor.

“You don’t say… I’ve been here in Yun Hua Hospital before this. And yet, the feeling I have now is completely different from that of the past.” Wang Zhuangyong stroked his hair with his white gloves twice. He turned towards the logo of the hospital with the look of someone who looked forward to the future.

“The last time you came here, you did so to undergo a circumcision. Of course the feeling is different.” Chen Wanhao wore a well-ironed white coat. There was a big red stethoscope hanging on his neck, two pens were pinned neatly right in front of his chest. He appeared to be roleplaying as a licensed doctor, his words were also sharp and straight to the point.

Wang Zhuangyong had gotten used to getting rendered speechless. He did not feel annoyed and was calm as he said, “The big birds should work in a great hospital.”

When he said these words, Wang Zhuangyong looked at Chen Wanhao askance, regarding him disgustedly.

Chen Wanhao immediately had his feathers ruffled. Enraged, he exclaimed, “What the heck does THAT mean?!”

“Old Chen, don’t work yourself up.” Beside him, his classmate persuaded him to calm down and said, “We’ve all been bathing together in the public bathroom all this while, who hasn’t seen whose d*ck, right?”

Chen Wanhao could no longer suppress his anger. He then said, “Don’t try to hold me back…”

“Silence, everyone!” The mentor who led the team held a megaphone as he said, “We will start with a small meeting first as a group and talk about certain matters that require attention during your internship. Then, we will take a tour around the hospital. We shall split into groups and visit the departments in rotation. Everyone, focus now. Every aspect of the following will affect your internship score.”

A few of the classmates looked at Chen Wanhao in worry. Right before their eyes, that Chen Wanhao who flew into rage a moment ago had become like a quiet rabbit which had been sedated.

When the routine speech and visit had come to an end, the interns were sent to the simulation training space—they went in a noisy fashion.

By then, the instructors from every school had already returned to their homes. The person in charge had now been replaced by the Director of Medical Education, Lei Beisha.

Lei Beisha had seen groups of interns come and go every year at the finest hospital in Yun Hua.

When he saw the new faces which looked young and excited, Lei Beisha proceeded to put the youngsters in their place the moment he spoke.

His voice was deep when he said, “Most of you would end up going to small hospitals in the days to come! You will idle away in the small hospitals, giving injections, prescribing medication, giving IV drips to people, performing appendectomies, and you will go through another year.

“Are the tertiary grade A hospitals in our country short-handed? Of course they are. How about the top-class general hospitals in places like Yun Hua, then? We are in dire need of manpower! Even in our dreams, we want to recruit others, but…” Lei Beisha then raised his volume and continued to speak in a deafening voice, “We want proficient hands! We want mature doctors!”

Lei Beisha went on with his words and said, “Of course, we will also train our own doctors. We have many famous doctors walking out from Yun Hua, yes. But! Only the gifted, the diligent, and the ones who have the attitude of a doctor are worthy of being trained by us. In truth, this isn’t something that only happens in Yun Hua, the local hospitals and the great hospitals that you all dream of going to do the same thing.

“So, are you all the kind of doctors who have the gift, the diligence, and the attitude?” Lei Beisha stood on the podium in the simulation training space as he set his sights on all the people from higher ground. He then slowly said, “In the upcoming year, everything will depend on your performance.”

The medical students who were pumped with enthusiasm at the beginning instantly became dejected. In all honesty, everyone knew about what the director just said, but when someone said it out loud in such a straightforward manner, the youngsters could not really handle it.

Ling Ran stood firm though. His family ran a clinic. It was natural that he knew how small clinics and small hospitals worked.

Regardless of whether it was general or private, the small clinics and hospitals in the country could only treat minor illnesses and relieve minor pain. The salary a doctor obtained there was actually sufficient to feed only one family. Still, it was inevitable for the doctor to feel as if he was wasting away.

It would be especially so for the medical students who struggled hard in their studies throughout the years. They would be unwilling to become a doctor who only measured blood pressure and treated the common flu.

Ling Ran was unwilling to be someone like that too, but he had never put his hopes on silly things like wishing for all his wishes to magically come true.

“Our hospital does have an offer for housemanship as well.” Lei Beisha noticed that his words to intimidate had served their purpose effectively. A smile appeared on his face, slowly replacing the serious look as he spoke with a hint of pleasantness in his voice. “If the results of your internship are among the best, our Medical Education Department will prioritize recruiting you. When the other hospitals are recruiting resident doctors, they will definitely also look at the results of your internship.”

Once he saw that the morale of the students had recovered well enough, Lei Beisha smiled again. Then, he said, “You have one entire year of internship at Yun Hua. We will observe and record your performances during that period. As for yourselves, you should all aim to improve your skills using places like this simulation training space where we are right now. Our hospital has spent millions to build this space for you to practice your skills.”

Lei Beisha took a step back and introduced another young doctor who was right beside him. “This is Doctor Kang. He is our Yun Hua’s well-known chief surgeon. Next, let’s have him give us a brief lecture about suturing techniques.”

Kang Jiuliang was currently 35 years old—the prime of his life. He was also deemed the most skilled young doctor among hand surgeons.

Kang Jiuliang only treated the matter of being called to the podium by Lei Beisha like getting a period of rest. Even when Lei Beisha introduced him, he still spoke in a lackadaisical manner. “There are many techniques to master for a surgeon, suturing is merely the basic among the basics. You should have practiced that back in your school.”

When Kang Jiuliang talked about this, he smiled a bit and said, “In the Hand Surgery Department, the fundamental requirement for new doctors to even be able to perform surgery would be to pass the test from the simulation training space.”

Kang Jiuliang glanced at Lei Beisha as he continued to speak, “The standard to pass the test in the simulation training space is actually very simple in theory. You just have to anastomose the tails of ten white rats.”

While he was giving his speech, Kang Jiuliang pulled away a curtain that was covering a wall beside the podium, revealing a large glass behind it and the small laboratory inside.

The laboratory was more than a dozen square meters large. There was one white rat transfixed to the middle of the experiment table in the laboratory. Approximately twenty to thirty centimeters directly above it was a compound binocular microscope.

The projection screen had also been lowered—with loud creaking sounds—behind the podium. When the projector was switched on, everyone could see the tail of the white rat.

“Our interns and doctors of the Hand Surgery Department would come over to the simulation training space to practice whenever they are free. We express our gratitude for the sacrifice of the animals used for the experiments. Thanks to them, many of our patients were healed.”

Kang Jiuliang continued to speak after that, “The diameter of the thin blood vessels in a human’s finger would be approximately 0.3 millimeters. The diameter of the blood vessels in the tail of a white rat should range around 0.5 millimeters. That should be almost the same thickness of the blood vessels in the middle finger of a normal human being. That being said, those who cannot pass the test in the simulation training space will not be capable of getting onto the surgical platform for hand surgeries.

“Department Director Lei mentioned an offer for housemanship just now. You can obtain an offer for housemanship in our Hand Surgery Department by simply performing a successful tail reattachment surgery for a white rat. Whichever intern manages to pass this test within a year will be welcomed with open arms in the Hand Surgery Department.”

After he had finished talking, Kang Jiuliang smiled in a barely noticeable manner and said, “I shall pick one student to perform the anastomosis with me. You can also try it out yourself later.”

A group of medical students raised their hands. Their eyes gleamed brightly.

They lacked knowledge in far too many things in regards to performing surgeries on people, but suturing techniques was what all medical students had learned and practiced during their time as students.

This was evidenced by the good sales of the bananas and pomelos sold at the school gate [2]. Any person who would like to get into the medical field upon graduation would practice suturing whenever they were free. Many students had trained to the point where their confidence in this skill had been developed as well.

“Put down your hands, you don’t have to raise your hands; this is not a school, after all.” Kang Jiuliang turned his head to the side as he looked at the students. Right at first glance, he saw Ling Ran, who was so handsome that he stood out among the others. Without a moment of doubt, he chose him and said, “Let’s pick this fellow student, then. You, sit across from me and watch while I do the first round. Then, you will do the other round.”

After that, Kang Jiuliang pushed the small door beside him open. He then gestured for Ling Ran to change into surgical attire and to get ready for operation.

Translator’s Note:

[1] Housemanship: a two – year period after graduating from medical school during which newly qualified doctors practice under supervision in designated hospitals in the country.

[2] Pomelo and banana: In this context, it means that the sales of pomelos and bananas were good because the students kept buying them to practice their suturing.

Chapter 4: Tail Replantation
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Lei Beisha was executing the carrot and stick approach in the large room. Once he said those scathing words, he worked on comforting the interns. “In the beginning stage of your internship, all of you should mostly make observation as your priority and pay attention to the methods of learning. Study diligently and train hard. At the same time, you must strive to balance hard work and rest.

“Today, the most important thing we will be doing today is to show all of you a demonstration. After this, you will have plenty of time to shut yourself in the simulation training space. By then, even if you don’t want to be here, you will still find yourselves in this place.”

After seeing that Lei Beisha’s attitude had taken a turn for the better, Wang Zhuangyong quickly raised his white-gloved hand and asked, “Department Director Lei, how difficult is the tail replantation for a white rat and what is the hardest part of it?”

“How difficult is it, you ask…? How do I put this into words…?” Lei Beisha pondered on that thought for a moment and said, “Let me describe it a little to you. Other than you students from the medical academy coming over to do your internships here in Yun Hua Hospital’s Hand Surgery Department, we also accept almost a hundred doctors from other hospitals within the province to come in and do practical learning with us every year. Even when these doctors arrive, the number of those who are capable of completing the tail replantation and meet the requirement of 95% blood flow rate will only be in the single-digits.”

The students simultaneously gasped in shock.

Even if the doctors who were able to come back to work in Yun Hua Hospital lacked skill, they would still be better than the medical students who had never been at the operating table. With this impression in them, the respect that students had in their hearts grew even more towards those who could perform tail replantation for white rats.

A few minutes later, Kang Jiuliang and Ling Ran sat on two sides of the table respectively. The objective lens for both of their double binocular head compound microscope were aimed on the tail of the white rat. At the top side of the machine, Kang Jiuliang and Ling Ran were both provided with a pair of eyepiece lenses.

“Normally, when we are training, we will cut the rat’s tail into approximately sixty to eighty segments. Today is a special case for us; we shall cut it into fewer segments.” At the same moment Kang Jiuliang switched on the microphone on one side of the table, he picked up a scalpel.

“The white mouse is so cute, please don’t cut its tail.” A girl cried out while she hid among the crowd.

Although he supposed that she was just pulling a joke, Kang Jiuliang remained serious as he explained, “Experimental animals are the unsung heroes of our hospitals. Everyone would use them for practice in order to improve their skills and further improve the welfare of humans. In the meantime, everyone should also try their best to utilize every chance for experimentation, but perform your experiments within the limits of your abilities. That way, you can try to minimize the suffering of the animals. So, when you’re practicing, you must remain serious… Student, what are you doing?”

While Kang Jiuliang was talking, he saw that Ling Ran had already cut the tail of the anaesthetized white rat into tens of segments.

“You said that we would cut fewer today, so I’ve cut it into 42 segments. Is that too few?” The scalpel that Ling Ran held in his hand glinted with a silver light across the blade.

The students below watched with both eyes gleaming, that included the girl who just mentioned that the “white mouse is so cute”. She was also extremely excited, to the point that she wished she was the one holding the scalpel.

“You have already made the cuts, leave it there. You must listen to direction after this.” Kang Jiuliang set his eyes on a pile of rat tail pieces. He could not possibly make Ling Ran put all those pieces back together…

Well, that was not too accurate, since they were about to perform tail replantation right then.

“I shall do the demonstration.” Kang Jiuliang held a pair of medical forceps with his left hand while he picked up a needle holder with his right hand and said, “What we are using here is called a medical microscope instrument . Many students have most likely never touched this before. Its main feature is that it is small. For instance, the thickness of the suture thread that we are using right now is only one-tenth of a strand of human hair… By the way, student, how should I address you?”

“Ling Ran,” Ling Ran replied.

“Not much of a talker, eh?”

“Not much.”

“You’ll love talking in the days to come. Surgeons are all chatterboxes when they perform surgeries.” During the surgery, Kang Jiuliang had obviously turned into a completely different person than he was before the surgery.

Ling Ran responded with an “oh”.

Kang Jiuliang could not hold it in anymore and said, “Don’t you feel curious about why?”

“Because of boredom,” Ling Ran replied.

The interns giggled.

Kang Jiuliang was shocked for a moment. He asked, “Is the question I asked too boring?”

“It’s while the surgeons are operating that it gets too boring.”

“Indeed, performing a surgery takes a very long time. It’s true that it is quite boring. Normally, it would already be ten or twenty hours later when we finish a session for hand surgery. The others around you would probably want to talk even if you don’t feel like talking.” Kang Jiuliang no longer bothered himself with the underlying meaning in Ling Ran’s words. While he spoke, he started working with his hands, as if both actions would not affect the other and interfere with each other.

In the eyes of the interns, the rhythm of Kang Jiuliang’s hands as he worked and the speed he used while he spoke was completely different. As the saying went: practice makes perfect. Kang Jiuliang’s exceptional performance even while he spoke was probably what that idiom meant, because he could only do this after a lot of practice.

In the meantime, Ling Ran was also familiarizing himself with the details in Kang Jiuliang’s actions as he operated on the tail. After all, in the end, tail replantation for white rats was just a circulatory anastomosis.

It would require six to eight stitches on the small vascular section in order to stitch each of the severed blood vessels back together, thereby ensuring that blood would circulate smoothly, unobstructed, and without any leakages.

During the suturing process, the doctors should also be careful of not letting body cavities[1] and dead spaces[2] appear. In all honesty, these specifics and small concerns would be the things that define the skills of a surgeon.

For instance, a doctor of the Hand Surgery Department would require training for two to three years on tail replantation before he or she could reconnect the tail. But the condition of the white rat itself and the skills of the surgeon, which played an even more decisive factor, would determine whether the tail could function as normally as it had before, and whether there would be any pain or even complications after the surgery.

In simpler words, suturing was not easy, and completing the stitch perfectly was even harder.

Kang Jiuliang began to feel bored just talking by himself. He asked Ling Ran directly, “Do you recognize the suturing techniques I am using?”

“It’s a simple interrupted stitch.” Ling Ran did not say much at all.

“Are you familiar with it?” Kang Jiuliang asked another question, but he answered the question himself immediately afterwards. He said, “You should be familiar with it. This is the most common and also the simplest suturing technique. It is otherwise known as the suture and knot-tying technique, isn’t it? One knot right after one stitch. Back when I was training in my school, this is the skill that was practiced the most. How about you?”

Ling Ran remained concise as he replied, “About the same.” He watched the operation performed by Kang Jiuliang. His mind was overflowing with information, he did not want to talk at all.

“Alright, give it a try.” All of a sudden, Kang Jiuliang seemed a little sullen. ‘I’m a very busy person, why can’t you learn how to chat with me a little after I’ve gone through so much trouble to be here to give all of you a demonstration…?’

At first, he wanted to perform a few more anastomoses for a while to allow Ling Ran to familiarize himself with it. After completing just one circulatory anastomosis, he immediately decided to let Ling Ran take over.

Ling Ran was stunned for a moment, but he did not give it much thought. He just said “alright” as he picked up the needle-holder.

All the while, Kang Jiuliang did not move his eyes away from the eyepiece of the microscope. At that moment, he could not help but lift his head up and take a quick peek at Ling Ran.

The saying went that an expert’s skills would be determined once he laid his hands on his craft, and the basic skill required for microsurgeries for experts was for their hands to not shake when they picked up the needle-holder.

In order to put eight stitches on the artery with a mere 0.5 millimeters in diameter, the surgical suture that they were using at the moment was only one-fifth of a hair’s thickness. If an ordinary person picked up the needle-holder, the front tip of the needle would shake indefinitely.

Under the microscope, the magnitude of the tremors would make it seem as if the needle was dancing around.

In actuality, doctors who were never properly trained to perform microsurgery would shake so much that all onlookers would feel dizzy while they watched these doctors pick up the needle-holder under the microscope. These doctors would definitely need to practice holding the needle holder over a long period of time. Some doctors even held the needle holders in their hands until they became swollen just from practice.

As for medical students…

Kang Jiuliang could not help but ask, “Do you still practice microsurgery in Yun Hua Medical Institute?”

“My family runs a small clinic,” Ling Ran said using the lie he made up. The tip of the needle under the microscope went straight for the small artery in the white rat’s tail.

Kang Jiuliang quickly focused his attention, but he only saw that the artery of the white rat’s tail had not moved even by a tiny bit under the microscope. Kang Jiuliang could not help but to raise his eyebrows marginally.

The arteries under the microscope did not tremble at all. That meant that none of them were pulled, not even by a little. This was not a basic requirement in microsurgery. This was, in fact, a very outstanding skill.

In order to train this particular skill, some doctors would put bubbles in a basin of water and perform sutures and knot-tying on top of the bubbles. The goal was for the bubbles to not move even the slightest bit.

It was similar to suturing a broken finger. If the process could be done with that sort of suturing standard, the sutured finger would have much stronger recovery abilities and even mobility in the future than it did in the past.

During that moment of absent-mindedness, one stitch on the anastomosis had already been completed. Kang Jiuliang did not even notice the exact time, the only judgement he could make was that it was at least faster than his.

After contemplating it, Kang Jiuliang quickly looked at the point of the anastomosis under the microscope. He could only see that the knots which were exposed on the outside were fairly consistent. It was pleasing to the eye by the looks of it, there was not even a single mistake like a granny knot[3].

This was practically a textbook example of a vascular suture and vascular knot-tying. There was no mistake at all to be picked out.

‘A small clinic?’

Kang Jiuliang lifted his head and glanced at Ling Ran. Afterwards, he thought to himself, ‘How many fingers had to be chopped off in order to nurture such a high standard of suturing?’

Translator’s Notes:

[1] Body cavity: any fluid-filled space in a multicellular organism other than those of vessels (such as blood vessels and lymphatic vessels).

[2] Dead space: a cavity, potential or real, remaining after the closure of a wound that is not obliterated by the operative technique (Source: Stedman’s Medical Dictionary)

[3] Granny knot: also known as false, lubber’s, calf, and booby knot. It is a varicosity or redundancy of an umbilical vessel (usually the vein)

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Chapter 5: Skill Passed Down Through Generations in the Family
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When a surgeon got to work on the table with undeniably legitimate skill, one could no longer stand in a corner and call him a quack.

Anyone related to the field—in any capacity whatsoever—would be able to gauge the proficiency of any surgeon after sitting through one surgery with said person.

Anastomosis may be the twig at the end of the branch when it came to the surgery tree, but it was where all the foundations lay when it came to hand surgery.

The most commonly performed surgeries in the field of hand surgery would be the reattachment of amputated fingers, hand laceration suturing, and many more. Once the surface work was done, the real work started in the pursuit of full circulatory anastomosis.

Kang Jiuliang had performed over hundreds of surgeries in Yun Hua Hospital, and had seen no fewer than a hundred surgeries. But never had he witnessed a surgeon who sutured so efficiently while maintaining a perfect, uniform rhythm, taking everything into consideration despite the beeping of the medical apparatus.

Ling Ran was one such individual, living and breathing right before him as his hands worked with mechanical precision. Kang Jiuliang found himself staring at Ling Ran in astonishment for a long time.

“There’s a saying about certain individuals born with God-given elegance and poise. Ah, judging by his face, he has to be a fresh grad from medical school.”

Kang Jiuliang could not come up with any other plausible explanation for Ling Ran’s skill. There was no simplicity in the single-minded pursuit of perfection in the simplest actions like suturing.

It was true that achieving circulatory anastomosis was not much of a feat. It only required the very basic of all suturing skills: simple interrupted sutures. Even just by the sound of the technique, a layman could tell that it did not require much. As long as one listened carefully in class and practiced it, they would be able to use this skill. Taking it a step up with a microscope only took a brief period of adjustment. The skill itself remained the same.

Then again, how difficult would mastering this skill become?

Kang Jiuliang had practiced tying so many knots that he could practically make a curtain from it. Imagine this: How much time and energy would be needed to knit a sweater with nylon? And how long would it take to make a sweater that resembled a curtain? Mastering the art of suturing and then subsequently tying knots would take an even longer time than simply tying knots.

That being said, Kang Jiuliang did not become the chief surgeon in the Hand Surgery Department overnight. Hundreds of successful hand surgeries had driven him to such standards. With that said, the feat of procuring amputated hands every single day to perform surgery so that he could practice his skills was not an easy thing in itself.

Throughout the entire country, hospitals that had the resources to form their own Hand Surgery Departments were only found in large-scale industrial cities.

Industrial machines were the largest culprits when it came to the unintentional amputation of human hands. While those machines continuously generated economic value, privately-owned factories in Yun Hua City generated their share of industrial accidents. The workers who got their fingers or even hands amputated by the ruthless machines would be taken to the nearest major hospitals at the fastest speed their coworkers could muster.

Yun Hua Hospital had not intended to establish a Hand Surgery Department at the beginning, but as the industrial sector continued to expand and the number of industrial incidents grew in kind, Yun Hua Hospital was forced to build their Hand Surgery Department, regardless of what the Board thought.

The 35-year-old Kang Jiuliang was a hand surgeon born out of necessity by the development of Yun Hua’s private sector. Many of his patients had successfully returned to working at full capacity with the industrial machines to date. This was in no small part due to his expertise.

With skill and seniority came self-confidence. He was all too aware that his talent may have played a role in his accomplishments, but talent was nothing without hard work. He also had some great tutors, sufficient practice, and an ample number of surgeries.

The medical student Ling Ran right in front of him might have the first two qualities, but Kang Jiuliang was still unable to find the final jigsaw puzzle piece. How did this fresh graduate actually reach this level with sheer practice and no actual experience?

“Doctor Kang, it’s done.” Ling Ran put down the surgical tools and moved his wrist around for a bit, seemingly unaccustomed to the amount of work he had to do.

The Master Level Appositional Suturing Technique in the Newbie Gift Package had far exceeded his expectations.

As he worked on the bananas to hone his skills, he had only felt that the system-assisted suturing technique was pretty good, but had no idea that it was this good.

The test he did a moment ago on the tail gave Ling Ran a more accurate evaluation of his newfound abilities.

Judging by his knowledge about sutures which he had acquired from the system, the Master Level Appositional Suturing Technique was clearly greater than Kang Jiuliang’s suturing skills.

Kang Jiuliang was most definitely a first-class surgeon in the Hand Surgery Department, and the Hand Surgery Department in Yun Hua Hospital was the leading department for suturing—which was their specialty—in Yun Hua Hospital itself.

By the looks of it, the Master Level Appositional Suturing Technique truly lived up to its name as the skill of a master.

“You stitch very well.” Kang Jiuliang’s voice interrupted the thoughts in Ling Ran’s mind.

“Thank you.” Ling Ran smiled calmly. He did perform admirably.

“In which hospitals have you done your internship?” Kang Jiuliang was well-aware that over a hundred students outside could hear the conversation between the two of them, but he could no longer hold his silence.

It was the only possible explanation. Many medical students were willing to intern in other hospitals during their semester breaks. Even though most of the work they did was merely procedural tasks such as writing down a few medical reports or running some errands, they would still be able to pick up something.

If one was talented, diligent and hardworking, able to capture the big picture, be amazingly efficient, and perform dozens or even hundreds of surgeries, it was possible for one to become this good prior to one’s debut.

Even so, Ling Ran only shook his head slightly and said, “I just help around in my family’s clinic from time to time.”

Once he said that, Kang Jiuliang developed profound respect for Ling Ran’s small clinic and asked, “What is the name of your family’s clinic?”

A long list of names of famous private hospitals and high-end private clinics were already running through Kang Jiuliang’s mind: Chang Gung Hospital, Hua Bo Private Clinic, Beautiful Life—

Ling Ran said, “Lower Groove Clinic.”

Kang Jiuliang looked down at his own hands. He was suddenly filled with self-doubt; all the things he had come to know, accumulated over years of hard work, might have been for naught.

Chapter 6: To the Emergency Department
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In the simulation training space.

Lei Beisha was in such a shock that he could no longer keep his mouth shut and his jaw hung open.

The suturing techniques in the Hand Surgery Department of Yun Hua Hospital were top-notch. To put it crudely: most of the doctors in the other departments did not meet the required standards set for hand surgeons in Yun Hua Hospital to perform surgery on the operating table when it came to suturing.

Of course, the interns were even more unqualified. Even if they did train for many years, some students still could not perform tail replantation surgeries on white rats. Some who realized that had already chosen internal medicine instead, and those who could not see their own standards mostly ended up as subpar doctors who would only bring trouble to the world.

After staying in the Medical Education Department for more than a decade, this was the first time he had encountered a student like Ling Ran.

“Lower Groove Clinic?”Although Lei Beisha did not believe that a clinic could have brought up such a highly-skilled doctor, he still remembered that name.

The demonstration of suturing techniques ended rather abruptly. The constantly serious Lei Beisha was even smiling as he watched Ling Ran walk out of the operating theater.

He asked him, “Ling Ran, your mastery of sutures is pretty good. So, for the next rotation, which department would you like to go for?”

This meant that Ling Ran was given a choice to pick the department he wanted first. The students all looked at Ling Ran with envious faces, but none of them said anything.

During their lecture, both Lei Beisha and Kang Jiuliang had mentioned that whoever could perform tail replantation on white rats would be offered a housemanship. At the very least, there was a high possibility that they would be able to stay in Yun Hua Hospital’s elite surgical department—the Hand Surgery Department. Kang Jiuliang, too, was gazing at Ling Ran with a smile.

The harsh treatment of hospitals towards new members was notorious. Internships were also as harsh as apprenticeships during the Middle Ages—full of exploitation. Many master or doctorate research students could only renew their contracts after working in a hospital for some time.

However, the hospitals’ desire for skilled personnel was incomparable to any other profession. Skilled doctors were welcome anytime in any hospital. They could bring fame to the hospital; they could bring a great volume of surgeries and money to their department; they could share their colleagues’ burdens; and they could provide much more treatment options for the patients.

To be impressed by skilled doctors was a tradition that was etched deep into the bones of hospitals… and Director Lei was no different.

Before Ling Ran came to the hospital, he did his homework. He knew that the internship rotation was rumored to be dependent on luck.

As an intern who wished to be a surgeon, going into the Department of Internal Medicine to learn some of the basics before being assigned to a surgical department would be his best option. From thence, once his foundation was built, it would then be perfect for him to start learning some surgical techniques, which would take at least four to five months. After half a year, it should grant him a better chance to be at the operating table.

As the saying went: The early bird catches the worm. If the intern who first provided assistance at the operating table made fewer mistakes, then he would become the third or second assistant earlier than his peers, and he would stand at the top of the other interns… even become the first assistant, qualified to operate surgical tools.

Even if such an intern could not remain in Yun Hua Hospital and had to seek employment elsewhere, he would still be in a more advantageous position.

Ling Ran’s mind turned fast, thinking about what kind of decision he should make. At that moment, a line of words went across his eyes.

[Newbie Mission: Treat patients]

[Mission Details: Suture the wounds of ten patients]

[Reward: Interrupted Vertical Mattress Suturing Technique (Specialist Level)]

[Time Limit: 10 days]

‘A mission?’

There was a sudden shift in Ling Ran’s train of thought.

‘First of all, I have no mental illness, so this mission must be real, it’s not just my hallucination. Secondly, I need to complete this mission in 10 days! The interrupted vertical mattress suturing technique is a type of tension suture. It’s a common and useful technique.’

Ling Ran knew that to finish this mission, he needed to choose a department that would allow him the opportunity to carry out his mission.

‘I shouldn’t think that just because there are many patients in Yun Hua Hospital, the chances would be high for me to operate. In truth, there won’t be a chance for most interns to even touch the patients most of the time.’

Even those from the Hand Surgery Department would not recklessly send Ling Ran to the operating table just because his suturing technique was good.

The operating theater was a closed and independent space, anything could happen in there. Even a very lenient department head would still observe him for a few months before he would give Ling Ran a chance to perform a single stitch.

Ling Ran was also not the only person who wanted to operate. The young doctors who came a few years ago were most probably eyeing for a chance to perform surgery.

‘So, the only place for me to suture wounds would be…’

“Can I go to the Emergency Department?” Ling Ran gave a shocking answer.

Lei Beisha frowned, saying, “Ling Ran, you just started your internship, you should still consider familiarizing yourself with the environment. The Emergency Department is very busy, and the doctors may not have time to teach you…”

However, compared to learning from the doctors, Ling Ran was currently more willing to prioritize the completion of his mission.

“I can observe the doctors first.” Ling Ran stopped briefly, then said, “I wish to go to the Emergency Department first, then be transferred to other departments.”

Director Lei could not go back on his word in front of so many people, this was the first reward he promised. If he retracted his words just because the other party’s wish did not meet his, where would his dignity as the Director of the Medical Education Department be?

Furthermore, he still needed to arrange for students to go to the Emergency Department. If he talked about all the bad things in the Emergency Department right then, how was he supposed to allocate students to that department later?

Thus, Director Lei could only shake his head at Ling Ran’s persistence and say, “If you want to go to the Emergency Department, so be it. Well then, let’s divide ourselves into groups.”

After that, Director Lei ordered his subordinates to start calling out names and give out the cards. There were hundreds of students from different schools, and they were to be assigned into the dozens of departments in the hospital. They would then be trained in various departments through a rotation process. The schedule itself already showed that there was quite a lot of work to be done for the interns.

Everyone obtained a number plate and a username with a password, which could be used for checking into the official website for their internship arrangements. Ling Ran got his number card last. Clearly, his schedule had been rearranged.

Kang Jiuliang left early. Lei Beisha said a few more words before he, too, left the simulation training space, leaving the students to draw lots in a rowdy manner. All of them wanted to try their luck with entering the small operating theater.

As his roommate, Chen Wanhao felt sorry for Ling Ran, saying, “You should’ve at least chosen the Hand Surgery Department. I can tell that you made a good impression on Dr. Kang. I think you would’ve probably learned some real stuff from him.”

“I highly doubt your judgement because of that big red stethoscope you bought.” Wang Zhuangyong showed his skepticism.

Ling Ran did not even bother explaining his actions. Instead, he asked, “Where are you two going?”

“I’m going to the Thoracic Department. It’s a little too early for me though,” Chen Wanhao said with a heart full of regret.

Wang Zhuangyong answered nonchalantly, “I’m going to the Medical Laboratory Department. Oh well, I’ll have to go there sooner or later anyway.”

They were living in a dorm which was not fully occupied. There were only a total of three members in it, but fate had it so that they were sent to three different departments.

Wang Zhuangyong sighed involuntarily. His voice was filled with a melancholy as he spoke. “It looks like today we’ll be starting our journey on three different paths—”

Without hesitation, Chen Wanhao interrupted his very good friend Wang Zhuangyong in his brief sentimental moment, “We’re going to perform surgery while you’re going to play with poo, of course it’ll be different.”

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Chapter 7: Picking Someone
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When Ling Ran stood at the doors of the Emergency Department, the first thing he felt was a feeling of agitation that came crashing into his face.

Patients were all over the place and their records were written messily, their perplexed family members were everywhere, and information was thrown about in a chaotic manner. The machines were arranged haphazardly all over the place, while the nurses and doctors moved about helter-skelter…

Then there were the inexperienced interns who stood in the room, completely baffled and out of place.

“This is the Emergency Department.” Lei Beisha walked slowly from the corridor. He was practically considered the most relaxed individual in the emergency room, and he introduced Ling Ran to the department by saying, “Sickness comes indiscriminately, be it day or night. Therefore, the Emergency Department of the hospital has no sense of time.”

“Huh? Director Lei?” the interns greeted him in a hurry, then looked enviously at Ling Ran. They knew that Lei Beisha most probably came for Ling Ran.

The day before, many students had lined up trying to perform the white rat’s tail replantation, but none succeeded. On the other hand, their failures actually proved just how outstanding Ling Ran was.

Despite the countless interns Lei Beisha had encountered, Ling Ran was indeed extraordinary.

Asking the outstanding doctors in the Hand Surgery Department to demonstrate a tail replantation was a tradition that Yun Hua Hospital had for the interns. They used the most well-understood basic medical skill that the interns had—sutures—to prove how naive they were.

The hospital understood the logic of using what you thought you were good at to defeat you. The only medical skill that an intern could say he or she had mastered was suturing. Hence, the hospital arranged for the tail replantation to serve as a warning for the interns.

This tradition was unique as well as extraordinary, and it always worked in torturing the interns to the point where they cried for their parents. It worked from the beginning of its implementation to the present, and no incidents had ever occurred…

…that was, until Ling Ran showed up.

For that reason, even though Director Lei was displeased with Ling Ran’s ‘silly’ choice, he still rushed to the Emergency Department early in the morning. The interns in hospitals were as numerous as weeds, while top-caliber doctors were lacking in every hospital.

After one night, Director Lei had recomposed himself. He nodded at the interns who greeted him and turned to look at Ling Ran. He asked, “What do you think of the Emergency Department?”

“Not bad.” Ling Ran’s answer was crisp and concise. What else could he say? He could not, after all, say that he cared more about the system, nor could he say that he did not want to pay attention to the Director of Medical Education, right?

In Director Lei’s eyes, Ling Ran was the type that would not repent until he was in trouble. However, if such an intern could master sutures so well, there was no telling if he could stitch a coffin out of a piece of paper should he be given one.

Director Lei spoke to Ling Ran with exceptional patience. “I’ve just introduced you to Director Huo, but don’t expect any special treatment. There are many things to be done in the Emergency Department, and they have never liked interns. As for the rest of you, work hard and be nice with your words so that you won’t suffer.”

The interns were tearing up with gratitude, thinking that the director had finally remembered them. But if he had already greeted the Head of Department, then was it even possible for Ling Ran to not receive special treatment.

When Director Lei left, the interns were still overwhelmed with emotions. They felt impressed but also indignant when it came to Ling Ran.

“Interns, come with me.” A nurse moved hastily to the doors. After she finished taking the attendance, she turned and walked speedily away.

The interns were at the bottom of the food chain in the ecosystem of the hospital; their positions were lower than the nurses, so they followed her obediently.

After they passed by the receptionist counter and the transfusion room, the dozens of interns were then led to the office next to the resuscitation room.

In the office, there were seven to eight men in white robes. When they heard the door open, they all turned to look.

“Miss Li, they sent people here again?”

“Oh, new members.”

“Miss Li, do you need any help?”

The men in white robes were so passionate towards the nurse that it made the interns shocked.

The small nurse, however, ignored the men in white robes. She turned to the interns and said, “Stay here. If there’s no one calling for you, don’t leave this place on your own accord. You are not allowed to meet the patients, you are also not allowed to answer the patient’s questions and their family members’ questions.”

After that, the nurse replied the men with an “I’m busy” before she turned and left… leaving behind a room full of wailing men.

“Are you interns, too?” The medical student who first entered the room observed the office with much confusion.

Most of the men in white robes did not even bother answering the newcomer’s question. Only a mature-looking one chose to answer him flatly, “We’re all residents, we’re here to help.”

“Ah, you guys are here to try your luck in getting to operate on someone.” The ones who knew what was going on went straight for the ugly truth.

The mature-looking doctor’s face changed, and he ignored the one who spoke. The interns also felt that it was pointless to continue talking to these doctors, so they gathered into a group and whispered among themselves.

“What’s the purpose of getting your hands on the operating table?” Ling Ran asked seriously after he found a place to sit down. He seemed oblivious to the cold and tense atmosphere in the office.

Everyone’s gaze was trained on him, but not the slightest change was present in Ling Ran’s facial expression.

“Wait till you’re all housemen, then you’ll know how difficult it is for you to get appointed to surgeries,” said the mature resident lazily. He then continued, “But if you go to a trashy hospital, no one will even care about the number of surgeries you perform.”

The interns who were already troubled by the prospect of unemployment immediately glared at him in anger. The residents did not show any weakness as well.

The underpaid doctors in the office had the same motive as the interns; they were all there at the Emergency Department to get a chance to perform surgeries.

The number of surgeries performed represented the experience required for a surgeon to level up. Junior doctors, the newbies in gaming terms, did not have the chance to get into the operating theater to tackle the difficult cases—the Bosses in games. Therefore, they could only try their luck in the Emergency Department.

The competition was already fierce, but once the interns entered the place, it was just like adding oil to fire on the battlefield.

Only Ling Ran continued to sit alone in the middle. He took out his phone indifferently and played his game.

[Five seconds left before the enemy arrives on the battlefield. Be prepared to launch a full assault…]

The words in the game broke the tense atmosphere in an instant. Both parties looked at Ling Ran and were stunned for a few seconds. Once they realized that he did not even care about the situation, they all withdrew their gazes.

The interns who were new there retreated to their places quietly. Their spirits were a bit low and the intern who just mentioned that the residents were trying to get a chance to operate felt more depressed as he said, “We’re done for. Yun Hua didn’t separate us from them.”

“That doesn’t mean we’re doomed.” The interns were also rather confident, and weren’t willing to listen to depressing words.

An intern who knew the inner workings of the hospital whispered, “If we’re separated from them, we could follow the doctor in charge of checkups and do a few things. We might not be able to do any practical work, but at least we could observe them. But now, look at this! Why would the nurses choose us but not the doctors? I guess we’re most probably going to sit in this room till our bums hurt.”

“Hey, why are the nurses picking the doctors?”

“Why not? Do you expect the department head to recruit his men here? He’s so busy that he needs someone else to help him out, what else did you expect?” The intern who knew the inner workings of the hospital was a bit unhappy. He took out his phone and spoke while he switched it on. “Well, just bear with it for a few days. We can wait till they’re finished with everything first. I’m sure they’ll arrange some hard labor for us after that.”

“You mean we should just wait in vain for the next few days?”

“The residents at least know a bit more compared to us new interns who haven’t even received our graduation certs. If even they don’t have surgeries waiting for them, it would be much less probable for us. What else are we supposed to do other than wait?”

“If I had known about this, I would’ve chosen the Department of Internal Medicine. At least, I could have learned to write medical records there.”

The intern who knew the inner workings of the hospital was also angry. “In the hospital, the interns’ time is the most worthless. I do believe that Yun Hua is the kind of hospital that doesn’t like to give chances to interns—”

*Bang!*

While they were talking, the door of the office was rammed open. In came another small nurse who moved swiftly into the room, she carried some medications with her.

A few of the doctors immediately stood up and greeted her by calling her “Nurse Wang” or “Pretty Wang”. The reserved ones sat upright, showing their smiles.

For the sake of getting practical experience, these young doctors had all but lined up in rows to bow to the nurse and show her respect.

Nurse Wang scanned them, and just as she was about to pick someone, she noticed the handsome Ling Ran in one glance. Her eyes very obviously landed on him for a moment.

Nurse Wang asked Ling Ran, “Do you know how to perform sutures?”

Ling Ran was stunned for a moment, then said with a nod, “Yes.”

“Then follow me.”

Nurse Wong did not wait to listen to his reply. She turned and left in a hurried manner, leaving the others disappointed with her choice…

They were also disappointed that they lived in a world where the handsome and pretty ones always had the upper hand.

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