113 How Could All of You Not Know This?! (1/2)

”Greetings, everyone. I will resign myself to your guidance.” Hayato Ueda stood at the spot where the chief surgeon was supposed to be. He faced Department Associate Director Pan and the others, bowing to them in turn. His emotions seemed to be surging within, barely contained.

Operations that carried levels of difficulty involving flexor tendon sutures had always been rare for him.

When he realized that he was soon about to perform such of operations on a daily basis, Hayato Ueda nearly burst out in song.

”Then, I shall begin.” Hayato Ueda bowed to them solemnly.

His expression and his movements led Department Associate Director Pan to recall his actions during yesterday's banquet. Hayato Ueda had also said something similar, ”I shall begin eating.”

As Department Associate Director Pan was lost in his thoughts, Hayato Ueda no longer restrained himself. His scalpel went down.

Operate.

Retraction.

Tendon stripping.

Suture.

Suture again…

Completely sutured…

As the operation neared its end, Hayato Ueda felt overwhelmingly refreshed. He could not help but bow one more time and said, ”Everyone, thank you. Thank you. Our teamwork was splendid!”

”Professor Ueda also did extremely well.”

Department Associate Director Pan raised his head and looked at the time. Stitching one finger within four and a half hours was actually a pretty good result for a doctor who had just started employing the M-Tang technique.

Anesthetist Su Jiafu let out a big yawn.

Today, he came here to assist this Japanese medical professor with the administering of anesthesia. To earn a good reputation for Yun Hua Hospital, to earn a good reputation for the anesthetists of China, and to earn a good reputation for the Chinese, he had remained alert throughout the entire surgery. His eyes had remained fixed on the monitoring instruments, and he had adjusted the various dosages as he saw fit. He was so weary to the point he felt that his blood in his body was about to dry up.

And worse still, the length of the surgery was incredibly long.

It was just like the headmaster going crazy and giving a lesson to the students. The students would have no other choice but to listen attentively to the lesson. At first, the students would think that they could just pretend to be serious for tens of minutes. Who would have thought that the headmaster would do three consecutive lessons…

Su Jiafu let out another yawn. There were many anesthesiologists who were assigned to duty around the clock, and those who were able to stay sober for twenty-four hours had to be on drugs…

”Doctor Su, thank you for your hard work today as well.” Professor Ueda went to thank each of the medical staff. When he reached the anesthetist, he thanked him as well, not showing the slightest bit of negligence in his gratitude.

Su Jiafu waved his hand dismissively and said, ”It was nothing. This is my duty.”

”I appreciate your approval very much, Doctor Su.” Hayato Ueda bowed once again and said, ”The surgery which was initially planned to be completed in four hours was unexpectedly delayed by over half an hour. I'm really sorry about that. I shall try my best to ensure the completion of the surgery within the allotted duration in the future.”

The expression on Su Jiafu's face seemed a little strange as he looked towards Department Associate Director Pan.

Department Associate Director Pan chuckled and said, ”Anesthetists in Japan are terribly fierce, especially towards newcomers. He was just afraid that you might scold him.”

Su Jiafu let out a long hum before he asked again, ”Can I scold him?”

Department Associate Director Pan froze for a moment before he laughed out loud. He pointed at Su Jiafu and said, ”You young people these days… We never understand your humor.”

Su Jiafu pouted. He had estimated that the maximum duration of the surgery would be three hours. Who would have thought that the operation would end up being four hours long in the end? And because of that, his plans had been disrupted. That was enough reason for him to scold someone.

However, since this was a Japanese friend, Su Jiafu could only smile back at him.

”Doctor Su, may I ask for your assistance for the next operation?” Hayato Ueda seemed to have the mindset of not asking for anyone else but Su Jiafu for this task. He bowed slightly again.