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Chapter 802: [802] is like being pushed to do something like herding ducks onto a perch. Chapter 802: [802] is like being pushed to do something like herding ducks onto a perch. Fu Xinheng certainly wasn’t one to stand by and watch someone die. He just spoke the plain truth, “When I did my internship at our medical school’s affiliated hospital, I only spent two months in urology. It was a cursory experience. The only surgery I performed was the simplest cystoscopy. You’re asking me to do this? By the time I locate the renal artery, the patient will probably have already died.”

“I’m in the same boat. Don’t ask me about this orthopedic issue,” Chang Jiawei eagerly clarified before anyone else could.

If it’s not possible, it’s not possible. Specialized medical issues must be handled by specialists, and medicine especially cannot be taken lightly – people’s lives are at stake.

This operation required a specialist. Only a doctor trained in that specialty could confidently locate the anatomy and quickly clamp the bleeding artery. If a doctor from another department had to take over, they would be groping in the dark, learning as they went. While ordinary surgeries could be approached with such trial and error, there’s no time for that with patients suffering major blood loss.

Ironically, to prevent such scenarios, the hospital had specialists on duty 24/7 in every department. It just so happened that tonight was unusually and extremely challenging.

The young resident Xiao Li, inexperienced as he was, you couldn’t expect him to instantly find and clamp the artery when drawing the blade. He definitely couldn’t answer a question that perhaps even a professor would need time to think about. He was certainly more baffled than Cao Yong and Tao Zhijie, the deputy seniors from other departments.

Yin Fengchun was the attending, with quite a bit of experience as chief surgeon. It should be manageable. Otherwise, the urology people wouldn’t have all rushed off so fast today.

Now, the question was, who was lying on the operating table?

“Isn’t Doctor Yin right there?” called out another doctor passing by the operating room upon seeing the situation.

“Doctor Yin is capable. Let him dictate the next steps. If he feels short-handed, Dr. Cao and Dr. Tao are here. If all else fails, all of us can go up and give a helping hand,” suggested the other non-informed doctors from various surgical departments, one after another.

They were all eager to assist and rush to save a life.

Listening to such nonsense, Chang Jiawei lost his patience, turned around and said to them, “Stop rushing Doctor Yin. The fact that he’s standing at the operating table and hasn’t fainted is already a testament to his strength.”

“Why would Doctor Yin faint? Is he not feeling well? And urology still had him on duty?” The crowd clamored, wanting to get to the bottom of the mystery.

“This girl is the one Doctor Yin likes, she has a special relationship with him,” Chang Jiawei replied, shaking his head at how out of the loop everyone seemed to be.

“Isn’t the injured girl the tea seller?” Because Wu Lixuan had made rounds to several departments in the hospital, the doctors all knew about her injury and came to inquire. The version of the story they had heard was different from what Chang Jiawei had said, “We know that when she came to our hospital, she was the first to bring tea to Doctor Fu. What, does she not like Doctor Fu and prefers Doctor Yin?”

Fu Xinheng turned around, his icy gaze sweeping over the crowd: Are you all spreading rumors behind my back or what?

Chang Jiawei had once misunderstood his old classmate but had since learned the truth. Now, he publicly clarified on behalf of his classmate to set the record straight, “She brought him tea because during a meal, he showed the most interest in the tea leaves she was selling. He probably thought he was the easiest business target.”

The group finally understood, their eyes filled with sympathy and pity as they looked at Yin Fengchun: My God, what torture is this kid enduring? To be forced onto the operating table under these circumstances, he must feel like he’s been pushed into the deep end.