Super Magic Surgery System

Chen Qun's face was tightly covered by goggles, a mask and a protective cap. In addition to his fluent English with a London accent, the doctors inside did not have any doubts about his identity. Mayo Clinic had the most outstanding doctors and nurses from all over the world, and there were also countless outstanding students studying in this place. A doctor from London was even more common.    

Chief Robin, who was standing above them in the observation room, suddenly made a surprising decision.    

"Teddy, you stop the operation immediately. Chen, can you fix this mistake? "    

Isn't this a bit too hasty? Someone who could raise tigers and send them to the Mayo Clinic was, at the very least, middle-class and not a poor person who couldn't even afford medical insurance. Besides, he had been sent to the operating room at the nerve center, at least to a millionaire and the VIP patients there, without having to go to the emergency operating room at the clinic.    

Why did Robin directly ask Chen Qun to replace the surgeon without clarifying the right and wrong? This had always been a taboo in the country.    

However, following Robin's words, the main surgeon immediately put down his scalpel, turned around angrily, and walked away. His shoulder even hit Chen Qun heavily to express his dissatisfaction with his actions.    

With a bang, Chen Qun was still standing like a mountain. He didn't even shake his shoulder. The doctor, who was half a head taller than him, turned around and twisted his shoulder 70 to 80 degrees before returning to his original state and continued walking towards the operating room's door.    

There was another heavy slam, enough to show that the other person's anger was enough to make the entire operating room disappear.    

Lee Bing saw Chen Qun standing there quietly, like an unremarkable rock on the riverbank. Even after the waves had passed, he remained calm and collected, even his eyes remained the same.    

He was a ruthless person, and might even have some foundation in martial arts. He was not as refined and gentle as he appeared to be. If they started fighting, none of them would be able to beat him.    

Lee Bing gave Chen Qun a high evaluation of his other abilities. He also knew that Chen Qun could be considered a member of a Venerable family. A few generations of people were capable of treating falls and injuries, and according to convention, they were usually skilled in the countryside, or else they wouldn't have the strength to reattach their bones.    

However, what shocked Lee Bing the most was Wu Tie's casual attitude. He didn't seem to be angry at all, which meant that this kid completely didn't put this foreign doctor in his eyes. Whether it was in his medical skills or just the 'friendly sparring' between each other.    

However, there was something else that Lee Bing noticed. Even Director Robin, who looked like Einstein, had absolute control over his subordinates' doctors.    

In the Mayo Clinic of all the top doctors in the world, those who did this would have already died a long time ago, without even leaving a trace. Then, what remained would be absolute authority, absolute power, and absolute suppression of all the other doctors.    

Chen Qun waited for Chief Doctor to leave before calmly looking at the screen in front of him and answering without any emotion.    

"Yes, but we need to remove a filling and a tendon suture. It might take some time."    

"Very good! Can you finish the meal by 2: 00 pm? I don't want to miss the Italian braised sausage today. "    

Chen Qun didn't answer and just used his actions to answer the question.    

He walked to the operating table and said, "No. 8 tweezers, scissors!"    

The instant he opened his mouth, he had already completed the same operation on the System Space. The degree of completion was ninety-six percent, giving him enough confidence to save the operation.    

Chen Qun sighed as he held two heavy instruments in his hands. As expected of the richest hospital in the world, even the quality of Operating Instruments was much better than those in the country. However, the nurse deliberately gave him two instruments that were a little bigger, clearly expressing her anger in secret. That was why she showed the slightest hint of disobedience when she was facing a common enemy.    

Chen Qun knew at least two things from this tiny movement. The first thing was that the doctor who had been kicked off was popular with his colleagues. The second thing was that he had already offended all the other doctors and nurses who had undergone the operation. As the news spread, more doctors would become hostile towards him.    

Thinking about that, a bitter smile surfaced on Chen Qun's lips. The ancients always said that disasters come from the mouth, but he really brought trouble upon himself, the moment Mayo Clinic came into contact with him, he would immediately bring disaster upon himself.    

Since it was impossible to maintain a low profile, then he might as well maintain a low profile!    

Chen Qun immediately gave up on the idea of replacing the Operating Instruments. He lightly pinched the tweezers into the soft tissue, and the scissors in his right hand seemed to have intelligence as they gently picked out the stitched surgical lines, instead of simply roughly cutting them. The tweezers and the scissors worked seamlessly. As the tweezers slowly rose up, the scissors picked out the stitches like butterflies piercing through flowers.    

Before the other doctors could react, Chen Qun had already given the second order, "Pull the hook, fix the upper left position."    

While he was speaking, his hands didn't stop moving. In the moment when the last stitches of the soft tissue were picked out, he didn't pick out the thread. Instead, he gently tied the thread to the fixed frame beside him and rolled the piece of soft tissue into the exposed muscles, preventing it from being pushed back, blocking his vision.    

The soft tissues were pressing down on his biceps, but he still used the same method to peel them off. Only then did he calmly say, "Light up!"    

Only then did the nurse turn on the headless light to a new level. In the bright light, everyone could see a brachial plexus rising with the muscles pressing against it, slowly recovering from its flat state into a cylindrical shape.    

The other doctors and nurses could clearly see that what he had said was absolutely correct. Especially since the nerve had already broken a little and the patient would not be able to feel anything if they added pressure to it.    

"Tie up the branches of the external jugular vein. I will cut open the scapulohyoid muscle and adjust the nerve channels so that it does not get overdrawn and squeezed."    

"I don't have any external jugular vein branches here. I'm very sorry!"    

"No problem, I can do it myself!"    

Chen Qun saw his assistant found a small excuse and didn't want to get involved in the operation. He knew it was a sign that they were ready to throw the pot. The corner of his mouth curled into a sneer.    

Compared to the broken system which had the [True Great Grandmaster Level], their techniques were only at the intermediate and high levels, and their skills were not that profound. He did not need to fear them at all.    

Chen Qun looked up at the screen on his forehead and slowly compared it to his eyes. He seemed to be silent for thirty seconds before he suddenly opened his eyes.    

"Please give me scalpel number ten and Edison's forceps! "Thank you!"    

When he was talking, he turned around and glanced at the instrument nurse. He suddenly remembered that girl who used the pseudonym Zhang Xin would probably not come back when she was his nurse.    

If the nurse in front of him gave him the wrong equipment, he wouldn't have to be polite.    

Chen Qun moved the nerves in his arm by a little bit at a smooth speed on his shoulder blade. His technique was ingenious, the scalpel was cut close to the outer membrane of the muscle but it did not injure it in the slightest. He forcefully used the sharp tip of the knife to make a blunt separation.