Chapter 270 She is God (Part 2)
"This is impossible!" Liang Jiebo's decisive words rang out in the operating room, bringing everyone back to their senses.
"Although acupuncture anesthesia can indeed have a certain anesthetic effect, it is absolutely impossible to make the patient completely unconscious for two hours!"
"Besides," Liang Jibo paused, a sneer flashing in his eyes. "If I remember correctly, Doctor Xie said she would be the lead surgeon. Now Doctor Luo is saying that Doctor Xie used acupuncture to anesthetize Mr. Sheng. So, does Doctor Xie have two extra hands? Can she perform both surgery and acupuncture?"
Luo Jingnian heard the sarcasm in his tone, and a surge of anger suddenly surged in his heart. He couldn't help but retort, "Although Doctor Xie doesn't have two extra hands, she can use one hand as two!"
Liang Jibo's sarcasm was even worse: "You mean she's not only proficient in Western medicine and surgery, but also in Traditional Chinese Medicine and acupuncture, and she's extremely skilled in both?"
"Is it possible? How old is she? Twenty or so, and she's already ahead of everyone in both Chinese and Western medicine?"
Although it had only been nine hours since he met Xie Xihe, after witnessing Xie Xihe's medical skills with his own eyes, Luo Jingnian had already become Xie Xihe's little fan.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have subconsciously wanted to stop Liang Jiebo from entering the operating room.
Hearing his questioning and ridicule one after another, I became angry and was about to retort without thinking, but I didn't expect that another voice beat me to the punch.
"There are always people who are better than you. There are many talented people in this world. It's better not to make too harsh statements about things you haven't seen with your own eyes."
"And..." Mo Huaizhi suddenly spoke up, a slight ripple flashing across his usually calm eyes as he thought of something: "Age has never been a measure of a person's ability."
Liang Jiebo didn't expect Mo Huaizhi to speak at this time, and to say such words. For a moment, his face turned blue and red.
I opened and closed my mouth, but couldn't utter a word.
I don’t know if it was their illusion, but I always felt that after these words, Mo Huaizhi’s aura, which was already very indifferent, became even colder, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
His eyes returned to their calm state. Mo Huaizhi reached out and slowly lifted the green cloth covering Old Man Sheng's body. A series of old wounds appeared in everyone's sight, making the new wound on his chest particularly conspicuous.
"Mr. Sheng's heart and lungs were damaged, and there was a large mass near a lung lobe. Doctor Xie removed the mass and repaired it, preserving the lung lobe. As long as he recovers well, his lung function will be largely unaffected."
"His heart was also somewhat affected, and coupled with his previous injuries, his condition was very serious. However, considering Mr. Sheng's age and physical condition, Doctor Xie did not operate on his heart. Instead, he used silver needles to stabilize his heart meridians and clear blockages in his blood vessels. Later, he used acupuncture and medication to stimulate the heart's ability to self-regenerate, and gradually heal."
"And the pancreas..."
Luo Jingnian slowly recounted what Xie Xihe had explained to him during the operation, adding some of his own understanding. Liang Jiebo didn't want to listen at all, and kept silent with a sullen face. On the contrary, Sheng Yunzhou and the other two nurses listened quite seriously.
As for Mo Huaizhi...
He stared at the wound on Mr. Sheng's chest without blinking, and could no longer hear anything.
In those calm eyes, complex emotions that were difficult to describe surged. After a long moment, he slowly spoke, "Who is it?"
His voice was still calm, but it contained a tremor that he himself didn't even notice. He stared at the wound on Mr. Sheng's chest and repeated word by word, "Who is it?"
"Who is that Doctor Xie?"
Luo Jingnian was startled by his sudden increase in voice and stood there in a daze.
Liang Jiebo came back to his senses and subconsciously glanced at the several places on Mr. Sheng's body where he had been stabbed or pierced, and his eyes flashed slightly.
Judging from the surface, he did not find any problems, but his failure to find any did not mean that Mo Huaizhi, a spinal surgeon, did not find any.
Are you angry because you found something wrong?
Liang Jibo's eyes flickered again, and before Luo Jingnian could come to his senses, he answered, "It's a girl named Xie Xihe."
He quickly introduced, "She passed the virtual 3D assessment of our Jiuhe Hospital over a month ago and obtained the Jiuhe Intermediate Physician Qualification Certificate. She hasn't appeared since."
"Until last night, because all the surgeons were in the operating room, only Dr. Luo and another intern were in charge of the emergency department. They were too busy to handle it, so Director Liu called them over to help out."
Liang Jiebo observed Mo Huaizhi's expression as he spoke. He saw a surge of fear in his eyes, but he felt at ease. He simply told him all the information he knew about Xie Xihe.
Finally, he said, "Professor Mo is right. Age is indeed not the standard for measuring a person's ability, such as Professor Mo."
"You were admitted to National Tsing Hua University at the age of eighteen, completing the eight-year undergraduate, master's, and doctoral program at medical school in just two and a half years. At the age of twenty, you joined the Chinese Medical Association. At the age of twenty-four, you used your miraculous thirteen-sword technique to save a patient who had been declared dead by all doctors, stunning the world!"
"Your abilities and experiences have given you an extraordinary vision, and have proven that age is by no means a measure of a person's ability."
He paused, sighed softly, and then continued, "But how many people in this world can achieve the same achievements as you at your age?"
"No!"
"For so many years, you recorded the technique of the Thirteen Deadly Blades in a video and posted it publicly on the medical website. But thirteen years have passed, and to this day, no one else has truly mastered the essence of the Thirteen Deadly Blades!"
"Doctor Xie might have some skills, having passed Jiuhe's intermediate physician exam. But no matter how skilled she is, she couldn't have completed the entire operation by herself, and performed both the surgery and acupuncture simultaneously. She's not a god, so how could she..."
"How do you know she's not a god?" Mo Huaizhi finally recovered from the shock of hearing those three words. He interrupted Liang Jibo coldly, his eyes even colder than his voice, and repeated with a stronger tone, "How do you know she's not a god?"
Liang Jibo's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at him in disbelief, unable to speak clearly: "You...what did you say?"
"I said," Mo Huaizhi said clearly, emphasizing each word, "She is God."
Liang Jiebo almost couldn't help but reach out to rub his ears, suspecting that either there was something wrong with his ears or there was something wrong with Mo Huai's energy.
What did he say?
He said Xie Xihe is a god?
(End of this chapter)
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