When the Doctor Uses A Hack

Chapter 76: Are These Joey Wong’s Eves^?

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Chen Cang held the needle holder in his hand, carefully lifted the eyelid, applied slight force with the needle tip, and instantly penetrated the skin. The resistance from the fine thread was minimal, weaving through the skin with almost no effort at all.

Everything seemed to be going very smoothly.

One end of the double-threaded needle entered at point a, emerging on the conjunctival surface, while the other end entered at point b, traveling subcutaneously for 3mm before coming out!

At that moment, Chen Cang finally encountered the difficulty!

Both needles had to exit through the same point, which truly tested one’s precision!

Right!

Chen Cang suddenly understood the meaning of “precision” in the attribute [Precision +1] of the surgical scalpel.

[Precision]could be applied to those meticulous operations, such as nerve suturing, as well as another industry that required fine manipulation: neurosurgery.

That is, brain surgery, which is also a highly specialized field in the surgical industry.

This was a domain for academic elites!

Naturally, Chen Cang also wanted to learn…

In fact, those who graduated from undergraduate programs had an advantage over graduate students and doctoral candidates because their career options were broader.

Generally speaking, graduate and doctoral students develop professional competencies while in school and typically have stronger professional skills, but they are also more restricted in their specialty, particularly in their thinking.

What you learn is what you want to do; if you studied gastroenterology, you wouldn’t go into neurology, just as someone who specializes in appendix removal wouldn’t go sew cardiac vessels.

As for Chen Cang, a halfway undergraduate, he wasn’t picky; he wanted to learn everything and try everything because he still didn’t know where his future would take him—the more skills, the better.

If he really stayed in the emergency department for a lifetime, Chen Cang would be willing, but to do that, he’d have to master various skills and be proficient in everything. He wouldn’t necessarily become Wang Xiangjun, but he would still need to strive to be like Li Baoshan.

The topic may have strayed far, but precision is an extremely useful attribute for surgery.

Unfortunately, the onlyfPrecision +1] was given to the scalpel, not the suture needle; otherwise, Chen Cang would have been spared a lot of effort in this step. Chen Cang held his breath and carefully threaded the needle out. At this point, any discrepancy in the exit points would affect the outcome and could even lead to unpredictable complications, such as adhesions in the N°6 thread during the absorption process, potentially impacting the cosmetic effect!

Chen Cang realized that this was not just a simple suture, but a skin closure with many other detailed steps added!

Finally, he succeeded!

Next, he had to tie knots quickly, with the tied line buried beneath the skin at the exit point he just made.

All of this looked very simple, but each step was taken with extreme care and precision.

This was the essence of cosmetic surgery, striving for perfection in the smallest of details.

Upon completing the suturing from point a to b, it signified the success of the first step, and Chen Cang continued with subsequent procedures.

After about half an hour, the surgery was complete!

Afterward, Zhang Zhixin immediately took over.

The follow-up work was simple: applying an eye pad, bandaging, giving some instructions, and then asking the nurse to take the patient away.

[Ding! Learned buried sutures double eyelid surgery, current level: beginner, experience 100/1000.]

Chen Cang was delighted; indeed, one could only truly learn a skill by trying it firsthand.

Zhang Zhixin smiled, “For a first attempt, this is a satisfactory performance.

You did quite well.”

Chen Cang smiled back, knowing that he still had a long way to go.

The short half-hour operation had drained him of too much energy.

This was still the sign of a novice!

The first surgery inspired Chen Cang and also reassured Zhang Zhixin a lot.

Honestly, allowing Chen Cang to operate was somewhat risky.

A small problem would have been manageable, but if the needle had punctured the eyeball, or if there had been a significant mistake in suturing, it could have led to some trouble.

Chen Cang performed all three surgeries that morning, but he still felt his shortcomings were very apparent, and his clumsy knot-tying and suturing seemed to be the hurdles.

Chen Cang looked at the skill points in his hand, hesitating whether to use them to improve his skill level or not.

Should he level up his buried sutures double eyelid surgery skill directly?

After some hesitation, he still couldn’t bring himself to do it.

At noon, Zhang Zhixin went to take a nap, while Chen Cang pondered in detail what he should do next.

In the afternoon, just as they were preparing to start the surgery, Xu Rou suddenly came rushing up.

“Dr. Zhang, there’s been an accident!”

Chen Cang and Zhang Zhixin quickly turned around, “What happened?”

The patient who was about to undergo surgery was also taken aback!

What had happened?

Zhang Zhixin lowered his head and said to the patient, “Wait a moment, please.”

He took Chen Cang and left.

“What happened?” Zhang Zhixin asked with a frown.

Xu Rou said, “Someone’s causing trouble!”

Although they were in the corridor, the noise was already audible!

“Unscrupulous business, scamming people’s money!”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhixin hurriedly ran downstairs!

Chen Cang also followed in a rush, charging down the stairs; just as he reached the entrance, a sudden stench hit him!

Human feces!

The smell, reminiscent of a septic tank, was all too familiar to Chen Cang, just like the manure from the toilets in the countryside.

The foul odor so overwhelmed the room that the customers waiting in the hall or seeking advice couldn’t help but cover their noses.

Because the smell was too overpowering!

The glass wall beside the main door was smeared with feces, the sight enough to make anyone nauseous.

Several receptionists couldn’t help but turn away.

Zhang Zhixin took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, but the odor was too intense and he gave up halfway through his inhalation.

“You go first and take the customers to the VIP room; make sure they are well attended to.”

Xu Rou nodded hurriedly and got busy with the task.

Meanwhile, Chen Cang followed Zhang Zhixin out.

As they went out, he was startled.

A crowd stood at the door, wearing thick masks.

This group of about a dozen people yelled loudly, “Unscrupulous business!”

Zhang Zhixin promptly shouted, “I am the person in charge of the cosmetic surgery hospital. If our hospital has done anything to wrong everyone, please point us in the right direction.”

At that moment, a woman got out of a BMWX5. Her height… not as tall as the BMW, with a somewhat plump build, or rather, it was more appropriate to say she was fat. But the woman wore sunglasses and was dressed in a cheongsam and high heels, resembling the wealthy matron from the Hong Kong film “The King of Gigolos.”

The matron abruptly gestured, and the surroundings fell silent instantly.

“Why am I here? Heh… don’t you have an idea?”

Zhang Zhixin spoke calmly, “I have neglected the management of this place, and I hope the madam can offer some guidance.”

It wasn’t that Zhang Zhixin was a pushover!

Quite the contrary, standing at an imposing 185 centimeters tall with a robust build, his bald head made him resemble a so-called social figure. But Zhang Zhixin understood that as a business operator, the institution was not just a hospital, and it was important to focus on harmonious relations for profit.

Without clarity on the situation, and if a dispute arises, could the business still operate?

Regardless of who was right or wrong, it wouldn’t be good for the cosmetic surgery hospital.

This incident had to be handled properly!

Of course, Zhang Zhixin was not afraid. On the contrary, running a cosmetic surgery hospital required having special backing. Zhang Zhixin could handle issues on his own, and if he couldn’t, he certainly wasn’t afraid of trouble.

The woman snorted coldly, “I, Xiao Tianhua, have lived a forthright life, rewarding kindness and avenging wrongs; of course, I wouldn’t be unreasonable.”

After saying that, she immediately removed her mask and sunglasses and said, “These are the eyes I got done here. I paid 300,000 yuan for this? Do you think it’s easy to scam my money?”

At that moment, the onlookers peered closely!

What kind of eyes could be worth 300,000 yuan with just a minor adjustment?

The woman was bold, standing there allowing everyone to gaze upon her!

These eyes… actually look pretty when seen individually…”

“Yeah, but why do they feel a bit odd when put together?”

“More than odd, it’s… really hard to keep looking.”

“My eyes hurt! Why do I feel like crying…”

“That’s the manure stinging you…”

The woman snorted coldly again, “These are the eyes of Joey Wong you talked about? I spit on that!”

“I’m telling you, if you don’t fix this for me, I’ll send someone here every day! Then, we’ll see whether my family’s manure is more or you have more people!