Chapter 1027: [1027] He believes her

Digestive Medicine and Hepatobiliary Surgery sometimes compete in their areas of expertise, but today they definitely need to set aside departmental competition and stand united, as the reputation of Guoxie is at stake.

Today, all the doctors from Guoxie, whether from internal medicine or surgery, are of the same mind.

Yu Xuexian’s anxious state of mind is understandable, but what’s the problem?

Snap, someone “slapped” his face first, only to hear Teacher Lu sternly criticizing him: “Can you mess around with surgery? Adding or subtracting, do you really think it’s acrobatics in a TV studio?”

“I didn’t mean that, teacher, I wasn’t saying surgery can be taken lightly.” Yu Xuexian struggled, his mouth corner pleading logically, genuinely anxious, “Surgery must be carried out with precision, that’s true, but the current atmosphere in the venue isn’t right, the people from Hepatobiliary Surgery haven’t noticed anything amiss, they don’t know to adjust quickly.”

Speaking of the atmosphere at the venue, everyone sitting here is aware of it. When the lecture began, emotions in the room were high, reflecting great expectations for the live surgery broadcast. The moment the surgery screen appeared, the entire venue went cold. If the audience starts leaving under these circumstances, regardless of whether the surgery is successful or not, it will at least affect Guoxie’s so-called outstanding technical reputation.

In this, Yu Xuexian was correct. Whether it is doctors outside of Guoxie or those within, emotionally they cannot accept a mediocre Guoxie. If Guoxie becomes ordinary and its techniques are just like any other hospital’s, it will no longer be Guoxie.

The words of the senior made a group of students studying in Hepatobiliary Surgery feel unnerved.

“What should we do?” Fan Yunyun was deeply concerned, thinking of Senior Sister Xie with a heavy heart.

Today’s event is significant, and naturally, these students couldn’t enter the operating room to help—they had all been sent here to make up the numbers. Xie Wanying was the only student left behind to help. Being left meant she was part of it, and the success of the lecture would affect Xie Wanying’s grades.

Geng Lingfei, Dai Nanhui, and others remained silent: if the teachers were at a loss, what could they do?

Teacher Lu’s face darkened, his eyes flicked to Cao Yong, who was very composed at his side, and asked, “Why aren’t you as nervous as he is?”

“Hmm,” Cao Yong responded, his tone very calm.

Not nervous, what’s there to be nervous about.

No one can predict the outcome until the end. Like when a surgeon makes the first incision, how could the surgeon know when it will end? Only when the entire surgery is finished can there be a conclusion. Surgeons, perhaps, have a stronger psychological quality than internists on this point, facing heart-stopping situations on the operating table daily.

Besides, he believes in her—

Suddenly, the “creak” of the conference room door. Frightened, Yu Xuexian turned to see if someone was leaving. Someone was pushing through the door squeezing desperately into the crowd, saying, “Excuse me, let me through, we’re from Guoxie.”

“Zhu Huicang?” Yu Xuexian adjusted his glasses to see the newcomer clearly and called out.

Against all odds, Zhu Huicang made his way through the crowded throng and came to the side of his colleagues from the hospital, asking, “How’s the situation?”

“You’re asking how Hepatobiliary Surgery is doing?” Yu Xuexian countered.

“No, I’m talking about our Cardiothoracic Surgery.” Zhu Huicang said, “Today our department needs to cooperate with them for a surgery.”

Others who were unaware were surprised by his words, asking, “Collaboration between departments? What collaboration?”

A third operating room live feed popped up on the screen. There was a gentle gasp from someone, and all the chattering below came to a halt as everyone’s gaze focused on the screen.