"I'm either a professor, or a doctor from the First Hospital of the City." Zheng Ren said honestly, "I've gotten up and there are only a few injections left. Your wound is contaminated again, and you have to disinfect it again."

This time when the iodine void was disinfected, the injured did not make a dying cry, but just took a few breaths of cold air and held back.

"Doctor Zheng, right? I thought you were a foreign professor."

"Why?"

"Because Mr. Wei hired one of the few professors in the world, I didn't expect you to be so young."

Zheng Ren did not respond, shook his wrist gently, and the corner needle was penetrated, and a knot was tied.

Just now, Zheng Ren's hands were still shaking, and the knot looked very beautiful. He sighed, cut the knot and sewed it again.

"I even admit my mistake, and the Third Master cannot admit my mistake." The injured person was a chattering chatter. Perhaps he wanted to use dialogue to relieve his nervousness, so he kept talking: "Although I am a little man, I still know the heroic plot of Haicheng. I didn't expect that the Third Master actually knew you. It seems that I will come to the First Hospital of the City this time."

Zheng Ren didn't want to talk to him, and didn't know what to say. This kind of scene dialogue mode is not suitable for him.

Soon, after the last stitch was sewn, Zheng Ren tied the edge of the skin neatly and said, "Okay, you go out."

While saying that, he took the incision bag to the pool, opened the tap water with his elbow, and began to rinse the surgical tools.

Once the blood coagulates, it is difficult to wash it clean.

Therefore, the disinfection room strictly requires that surgical instruments must be cleaned before they can be disinfected in a high-pressure steamer.

"Zheng...Doctor Zheng, can I go out with you?" The injured man looked a little pale and stood behind Zheng Ren and asked carefully.

Zheng Ren didn't know what situation the injured person would face once he went out. After thinking about it, he asked: "Do you need to call the police?"

"It's definitely not necessary." The injured man grinned, "It's time to pass it sooner or later, there's no need to call the police or not."

"Okay." Zheng Ren didn't insist, and didn't want to understand the rules of people in society too much, so he agreed directly.

Just as the final cleaning work was done, the images in the inexplicable space deep in Zheng Ren's consciousness began to be edited by themselves, and the images changed rapidly, and countless afterimages appeared.

Then the mirage seemed to turn into a computer monitor, connected to the network by itself, and entered a website called Xinglin Garden without hesitation.

There are more complicated programs such as not registering and logging in, which are even better than administrators.

This website is a website where doctors communicate with each other, and all the people who appear are professional doctors.

Legend has it that there are top doctors from all over the country who also browse Xinglin Garden, but they are used to being deep-water tycoons and never post or reply.

The video of Zheng Ren stitching just now was put on.

It was lunch break, and many people were browsing in Xinglin Garden. A new post, dozens of clicks in an instant.

"Who put this ordinary stitching?"

"The conditions are simple and the techniques are average. I recommend using continuous subcutaneous suture next time and using absorbable sheep intestinal thread, so that you can also gain some views."

"The video was beautifully recorded, but the surgery had no highlights, and the review was bad."

Only a few comments were squeezed out of the homepage of the publication in a few minutes, and the stones sank to the sea.

Several comments turned into a few dim lights and flew into the fox statue in front of the hut.

The inexplicable space deep in Zheng Ren's consciousness was twisted, and a violent anger whistled like a strong wind, echoing, as if an existence was furious.

"Hmm?" Zheng Ren was cleaning the surgical instruments when he suddenly felt a cold gushing out from the depths of his soul.

He didn't care about the work at hand, and felt that something was wrong with the system, so he immediately entered the system space to find out.

As soon as he appeared, before he could see the surrounding situation clearly, a line of words appeared in the light screen in front of him. The font appeared very quickly, and Zheng Ren was sure that he was uneasy, so the problem came from the system space.

[System task: Complete at least ten surgeries in three days, and the completion of the surgery must reach a perfect level.]

Below the task, there are a large row of surgical options.

The last line of red font labels:

【Task Reward: Unknown】

【Task Punishment: Eliminate】

"..." Zheng Ren was stunned. Why was the system that was still in harmony with Feng Xiyu just now furious? Perfect-level surgery is not something that he can do with a small indication.

Even the great masters of the imperial capital and the demon city can complete a perfect level surgery 100%. Zheng Ren thinks it is impossible.

The mission reward is unknown, and the punishment is to erase it. Does the system feel that its talent is limited and is ready to die suddenly so that it is easier to find the next host?

This is simply too terrible.

Cold sweat suddenly emerged from the back of the forehead and temples, and Zheng Ren quickly took a deep breath to calm himself down.

Zheng Ren has no doubt about the system's ability and has a very accurate diagnosis of the patient, which is the best plug-in.

Because of this, he had no doubt that the system would silently erase himself and falsely create the illusion of sudden death.

Calm, calm down, Zheng Ren read the system tasks again, and after confirming that he was slowly malicious, he began to look for the operation method.

In three days, at least ten must be completed, and the surgical procedure must be of a perfect level. Faced with hundreds of options, Zheng Ren chose appendectomy without hesitation.

After all, he was born in a general surgery department and Zheng Renneng personally performed the surgery, and the appendectomy that he had performed the most was the appendectomy.

Only the perfect level... Zheng Ren didn't dare to think about it at all, he could only do his best.

What is the use of systems? What is the use of poetry and distant places? The great masters of systems and life will still punish themselves even if they are far away.

The fingers point to the appendectomy procedure, the mirage shatters, countless fragments fly down, and then recombined.

The sky and earth around Zheng Ren changed drastically, the blue sky and white clouds disappeared, and an operating room, the operating bed appeared in front of him. What surprised Zheng Ren the most was that the dummy lying on the operating bed was lifelike, and it was many times more real than the dummy used in ordinary medical sciences.

[Task reward: Use system space to practice a surgical procedure. The reward is distributed in advance, please cherish the last chance.]

The cold mechanical female voice seemed to have become a little sharper, reminding Zheng Ren all the time what he was going to face.

"How long can I practice here?" Zheng Ren quickly tried to communicate while the mechanical female voice appeared.

"Now the host is in a state of static space and time, and the real space flow rate is zero. The system can maintain this state... The system is in operation..." The mechanical female voice finally became messy, as if the power supply was insufficient.

In the end, the mechanical female voice did not appear again, leaving Zheng Ren with only a line of cold numbers: 15:6:23:15.

In other words, I have to continue practicing appendicitis surgery for 15 days in the system space? Zheng Ren knew that he was sentenced to death with a reprieve. The more than 15 days of time was the last life-saving straw that he could hold.

There is no assistant or equipment nurse, only Zheng Ren is the only one.

He pondered for a few minutes, finally realized the reality and decided to make a try.

The scalpel is thin and bright, and the appendectomy exercise begins.

The case given by the system is very simple. After the peritoneum is incised, the inflamed appendix will "jump" out by itself. The appendicle artery is ligated, and the removal is removed... Everything is done in a normal manner.

Soon, an appendectomy was completed.

Zheng Ren looked up and saw the systematic review appear in the upper right corner of the field of view: the operation time is 15 minutes, and the rating is good.

Uh...it's just appendicitis, can you still make flowers? Zheng Ren complained.

But the system is the master, and everything the system says must be completed.

So, Zheng Ren began endless appendectomy practice.

Zheng Ren used all kinds of appendicitis and various ways of renovating techniques, and even made creative improvements.

Zheng Ren is fond of learning and has subscribed to various medical literature.

Zheng Ren has a big idea and has had countless ideas.

In the system space, Zheng Ren seemed to have entered a place of bliss, and the prediction that he forgot to erase was like a knife placing it on his neck, beginning to improve his appendectomy level, and even all kinds of wonderful ideas can be practiced.

He really made simple appendicitis.

From the first 15 minutes of a simple appendicitis to the last 5 minutes of a complex suppurative appendicitis, Zheng Ren forgot everything and was immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.

The system's evaluation of surgery has also gone from good to good.

With 2 days left, he has already reached the perfect state recognized by the system.

But Zheng Ren did not dare to relax and still optimized every step. This was a major event that was at stake, and he did not dare to ignore it.

The last second time returned to zero, and the operating room beside Zheng Ren disappeared. Without any communication, he was directly driven out of the system space.

Zheng Ren felt that the system space seemed to become very dim, as if a thick layer of dark clouds were pressed in the sky, and a storm was approaching. The air was no longer fresh, and there was a smell of blood.

"Wow wow wow wow..." The sound of water came into my ears, and Zheng Ren came to his senses.

Time outside really didn't pass, but Zheng Ren felt as if he was twenty years older.

In this "instant moment", I had more than 2,300 appendicitis surgeries and completed all my life's appendicitis.

He quickly rinsed the surgical instruments, put the incision bag into the disinfection bucket, and then opened the door of the operating room.

"Hello Dr. Zheng."

The sound is sonorous and uniform.

The group of gangsters were gone. The third master stood leisurely at the door, and more than a dozen people in black suits bent down to salute at the same time on both sides of the corridor.

"Cool!" The crowd watching the excitement was boiling not far away.

"Doctor Zheng, sorry, the lady is temporarily plagued by some mundane things." The third master said gentlely: "Doctor Zheng has time tonight?"

Time? What you lack is time.

Zheng Ren subconsciously replied, "No."

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The air was filled with awkward smell.

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