Kim Yoo-woo sat in front of the computer in a daze. The operation in the live broadcast room had already ended. He didn't play the recording, so he sat quietly for a few hours.

The barrage on the screen has always been flying like a rain of bullets, but Jin Yaowu ignored it.

His eyes were filled with various details of Boss Zheng’s surgery, especially the several processes of manipulating the fine needles through the ventricular septum.

The little doctor who came to the imperial capital from a remote sea city had grown into a big monster without realizing it, and could swallow himself at will.

When he came to Mayo Clinic, Kim Yoo-woo had surgery day and night. He felt that his surgery level had improved by leaps and bounds, which was much higher than before going abroad.

He was full of hope and was preparing to return home in a few months, which shocked everyone.

Especially Zheng Ren, who was arrogant and domineering in the imperial capital, kept doing live surgeries, fearing that anyone would not know that he had developed a new tips technique! He must let him know what the peak level is!

However, before he could return to China, a left ventricular folding operation guided by an incredible DSA completely defeated Jin Yaowu.

He is very good at it, so he is clear about the difficulty of the surgery.

So Jin Yaowu became increasingly confused about how Zheng Ren, a young doctor who was younger than him, did it.

The puncture needle made with elastic memory metal is very soft. Faced with the strong blood flow impact in the left ventricle, how did he ensure that the puncture needle has no deviation and fall directly into the position imagined before the operation.

And when facing the heart muscle like a shield, he was able to successfully puncture it in one go.

Such success is not accidental, because the craftsman completed 4 times in a row!

Compared with the difficulties encountered during the surgery for the fundus and left gastric artery embolization, Jin Yaowu became increasingly confused.

The gastric fundus artery and such thin blood vessels cannot control the image of blood turbulence on the guide wire, let alone the turbulent blood flow in the left ventricle.

Jin Yaowu looked at the screen in confusion. Although this operation was not a simple interventional operation, and the operation time was short, the image on him was huge.

The live broadcast process of 22′23″, the puncture process of 8′11″, the surgeon was stable and had no emotions, and it was operated like a machine. All of this made Jin Yaowu confused.

He had no idea how the young doctor Zheng Ren solved the impact of the huge blood flow impact of the left ventricle on the puncture needle.

The more talented a person is,

The more amazing the person,

The more successful people are,

The more paranoid you are.

The techniques Zheng Ren showed in the heart folding operation that had just been completed exceeded Jin Yaowu's understanding of the rules of this world. He thought of countless things in a daze.

It seems that I was thinking not long ago that I would be shocked to get involved in the subject when I go back in a few months.

Isn’t this what a young hero as talented and diligent as myself?

But why does it take a doctor Zheng to appear on his way to success and become a stumbling block?

Another hour later, Kim Yoo-woo stood up silently, turned off the computer, washed up like a robot without emotion, and lay on the bed.

But he couldn't sleep no matter what.

How did Zheng Ren do it?! This question lingers in his heart for a long time.

...

In Mayo Clinic, Dr. Charles rarely did not go home. He sat in the large conference room with a smile and played the nth time of the operation.

In his opinion, the entire operation was flawless.

There are indeed breakthroughs in materials science, but that is just a toy. Now, except for Dr. Zheng, Dr. Charles can't think of anyone else who can do this.

He did not perform interventional surgery, but his rich surgical experience allowed him to see the difficulties of the surgery at a glance. After the operation, Dr. Charles asked the operation to be played in a loop.

It was such a wonderful operation. Dr. Charles felt refreshed and seemed to be much younger.

"Teacher, it's getting late, you should take a break..."

"Did you understand the operation?" Dr. Charles asked with a smile.

"I understand, but I don't think there is a possibility of repetition," said Dr. Charles' student.

"It's just not possible now," said Dr. Charles. "It's not possible now. Dr. Zheng provides ideas and a successful case to kick Batista's surgery into the garbage dump. In the future, many doctors will study this new surgery that has just emerged, and in the end they will definitely find a surgery that can be accepted by most doctors."

This evaluation was too high, and the doctor was a little surprised.

"Every time I see Zheng's surgery, I wonder if I would have passed the threshold that seemed impossible to overcome if I hadn't been clinical for the Nobel Prize."

"Push open the door between God and man and take a look at the scenery behind the door. Now that I think about it, I really want to do something wrong for giving up so much for a Nobel Prize." Dr. Charles sighed and said with some regret.

Uh…Dr. Charles’s student was stunned.

The door between God and man is a metaphor often used by the doctor.

The surgery reached the level of a doctorate in that year, which can be said to be the pinnacle of human beings.

Perhaps it was because of the temptation of the Nobel Prize; perhaps it was because the doctor believed that the sect was insurmountable to humans.

Regardless of the reason, Dr. Charles finally gave up surgery and began to study basic science.

"Those damn vampires." Dr. Charles murmured in a voice that only he could hear.

He looked at the surgery process that was played back on the screen for countless times, and was a little regretful and depressed.

"Teacher, what did you say?"

Dr. Charles shook his head slightly, looked at the screen with some envy, and said, "Zheng's choice is right, he pushed open the door."

“…”

"He is very generous. He not only opened the door between God and man, but also allowed us ordinary people to see the scenery behind the door."

The teacher was too tired, the doctor thought, "Scenery"? The operation was indeed good. The extremely complicated operation was modified into a simple procedure by Dr. Zheng in an exquisite way.

As for Batista’s surgery, as the teacher said, the trauma was too great to be impossible... Halfway through his thoughts, his thoughts were interrupted by Dr. Charles’ words.

"Tell the board that I propose Zheng to be our tenured professor," said Dr. Charles.

"They will refuse."

"Reject? If you refuse, I will resign immediately." Dr. Charles looked at the surgery process on the screen, like a child looking at his favorite toy. "Maybe it is a good choice to live in China for a while and watch Zheng perform surgery close up."
Chapter completed!