699 Rest and Regather (2/2)

”It'll be able to relieve pain for a month after I put it on?” Ling Ran asked the system.

”Yes.”

”It won't fall off while I shower, right?”

”No.”

Ling Ran nodded in satisfaction before he went into the bathroom to shower. He did not immediately put on the pain-relief sticker.

When the body was sore and in pain, taking a shower was the most comfortable thing to do. It was only natural that he would not allow the system to take this happiness away from him.

Ling Ran happily showered for fifteen minutes. If it were a normal ship, clean water was limited, but the supplies given to Yun Hua 893 while they restocked during the past few days was sufficient. Except for blood products, the things that Changxi Province always lacked, such as clean water and oil, would be given to them by the supply ships when they came over.

Otherwise, they would have nothing else to give them as supplies.

For medical staff, sufficient food and a continuous supply of water, as well as electricity, could be considered as precious entertainment over the past few days. In fact, except for the time allotted to meals and baths, the medical staff did not have any time for themselves. Up to today, there were at least half of the people in the hospital ship who did not close their eyes and sleep. Even Ling Ran had taken two bottles of Energy Serum.

His workload was far heavier than other doctors and nurses, and he also spent more energy than them, so much so that it was already very difficult for him to persist for twelve hours even with a bottle of Energy Serum.

Of course, for the other people on the ship, Ling Ran's performance was considered extremely scary.

The reason why he could give instructions without any difficulty in the operating theater was because of his unbelievable energy, which was always at the peak, along with his good looks.

After wiping his body and putting on clothes, Ling Ran stood in front of the mirror and suddenly asked, ”System, what is the ranking of my skills for hepatectomy?”

The system immediately answered, ”The standard of the hepatectomy you mastered now is ranked first in Yun Hua City, first in Changxi Province, third in China, and sixth in the world. There is a possibility that you will move up by one rank after performing five hundred to one thousand cases of correct hepatectomy.”

”My hepatectomy is at Master Level, right?” Ling Ran recalled his other skills. He had Master Level M-Tang Technique, which was ranked at seventy-seventh in China. In comparison, his ranking in hepatectomy was obviously one level above his M-Tang technique.

The system gave an affirmation.

Ling Ran thought for a while and asked, ”What would my ranking be if I had Perfect Level Hepatectomy?”

”The second in China, the fourth in the world,” the system answered, stopped for a while, and said, ”Your hepatectomy skill is nearly at Perfect Level.”

Ling Ran then came to a realization. ”So, if I perform another five hundred to one thousand hepatectomies, I can possibly promote my skill to Perfect Level?”

”Yes, it is possible.”

Ling Ran nodded in satisfaction. This meant that in the past one year, the hepatectomies he performed, which numbered from hundreds to nearly one thousand, had obviously improved his skill level in hepatectomy. But when he thought about it, it was only logical. Compared to the beginning when he first started performing hepatectomy, the skill that Ling Ran mastered at the moment had a much higher success rate.

”If it's so, I will do some reading for a while.” Ling Ran casually pasted the pain-relief sticker on himself, and he felt that he was not tired anymore. So, he went back to the waiting room, laid against the bed, took out an Ipad, and randomly clicked on an article. Ling Ran felt relaxed and at peace, just like how an army would feel when they rested and reorganize themselves during a war. Taking a nap during a bombardment was wise, afterall.