I Am Diagnosed as a Medical Titan

Chapter 149: Chapter 125: Only Fire Can Refine True Gold

Outside the door stood a proctor in charge of monitoring discipline.

Seeing Jiang He come out, the proctor froze for a second and glanced at his watch.

”Student? The time limit for this station is fifteen minutes. It’s been less than three. Are you not feeling well?”

From the proctor’s perspective, the student had a cast on his leg.

He probably couldn’t take the pain in his wound from standing or sitting for too long.

Jiang He shook his head, his tone calm. ”I’m fine. I’m done.”

”Done?” The proctor was stunned. ”Student, if you ran into something you didn’t know, you could at least stay in there, think a little longer, and write a few more words to get some partial credit for your work. Are you sure you don’t want to go back and take another look?”

”No need.” Jiang He gave a polite nod.

The proctor’s mouth fell open. He was utterly speechless.

’Isn’t this the guy they were just calling River God? Must be all hype. Did he find the question too hard and just give up completely?’

The proctor sighed and pointed toward the end of the hall. ”Go straight ahead. The practical skills lab is to the left.”

”Okay.”

「...」

Meanwhile, things had gotten a little awkward for the minister and the academician.

Just a minute ago, Gong Nian had been rambling on to Lin Zhenhua and Zheng Liyan, showcasing the brilliance of the question.

”Minister Lin, Academician Zheng, if you two would take a look, this question...”

He was muttering something about how brilliant, tricky, and difficult it was.

Minister Lin was just about to offer a few perfunctory words of praise.

But then he saw Jiang He put down his pen.

Jiang He’s nonchalant expression seemed to say, ’What’s all this fuss about? Problem pops up, I knock it down.’

Gong Nian’s words caught in his throat.

’Why do I feel like I just got slapped in the face? Seriously? Who is this guy?’

Ignoring Gong Nian’s embarrassment, Minister Lin turned to Academician Zheng.

”Academician Zheng, what are your thoughts?”

Zheng Liyan’s interest was piqued. ”Have someone bring a copy of his answer sheet up. I want to see what he wrote.”

Gong Nian immediately ordered the staff member behind him, ”Quick, go to exam station nine and bring back a copy of the test paper!”

「A few minutes later.」

A copy was placed in front of Zheng Liyan and Lin Zhenhua.

The two heavy-hitters leaned in at the same time.

”Contraindicate calcium... insulin plus glucose to lower potassium...”

”Abandon stepwise fluid resuscitation...”

Zheng Liyan’s finger stopped on the line ”Initiate Damage Control Surgery (DCS) protocol.”

This titan of hepatobiliary surgery, who had seen it all, suddenly fell silent.

Then,

Zheng Liyan leaned back in his chair and let out a hearty laugh.

”Hahaha... Good, what a good kid!”

”Zhenhua, we really underestimated him. We thought he was just a talented medical student, but his answer sheet just now displayed the intuition of a top-tier surgeon!”

Lin Zhenhua had also understood the logic behind the answer sheet. ”Indeed. He burned his boats and went straight for the heart of the problem. If fluid resuscitation would lead to death either way, then don’t resuscitate. Just get the patient on the table and plug the leak.”

”The greatest truths are the simplest,” Zheng Liyan praised. ”To have that kind of decisiveness in a life-or-death situation... the miracle of zero deaths in Affiliated Hospital No. 1’s emergency department was no fluke.”

Lin Zhenhua was surprised. ”You’ve heard about that?”

”Of course,” Zheng Liyan said. ”In fact, I came here specifically for this kid.”

Lin Zhenhua was even more surprised, saying, ”So did I.”

The two looked at each other, then burst out laughing.

It was a ”so, you’re a kindred spirit” kind of moment.

And behind them, Gong Nian decided to keep his mouth shut.

’Damn it, the question I so carefully prepared... was solved just like that? In less than three minutes!’

’The kid didn’t even pause to think! Is he here to take a test? Did his family write the question? This has to be cheating! Right?!’

「...」

「At this moment.」

Shen Yu, in full-on stealth mode, blended into the crowd, her head bobbing up and down over the railing.

’I want to watch Jiang He compete, but I’m scared of being discovered!’

For now, all she could do was peek and hide like this.

Then, she saw Jiang He become the first to walk out of the Zone A exit and head toward Zone B.

Meanwhile, all the other examination rooms were still dead silent. Not a single person had come out.

”So fast, so cool!”

Shen Yu leaned on the railing, her eyes sparkling.

Jiang He had taught her that if the food at a shop was really good, you could call it a hidden gem.

’Does that mean if a boy is really amazing, he can be called a treasure of a boy?’

’Hehe... Dr. Jiang, my treasure!’

A few guys nearby were whispering among themselves.

”Holy crap, River God is done already?”

”How many minutes has it been? Don’t tell me he just gave up?”

”What the hell do you know? The guy’s the real deal. He’s published in a top journal!”

Listening to strangers praise Jiang He, a sense of pride bubbled up inside Shen Yu like fizzy soda, overflowing uncontrollably.

She rested her chin on her arms, her gentle gaze following the figure on crutches.

”Dr. Jiang is so amazing.”

For some reason, Jiang He suddenly turned his head.

Shen Yu—ducked!

As her heart pounded and she hid, she quickly typed a message on her phone and saved it to her drafts.

After saving the message, Shen Yu prepared to stealthily change her position, moving to a spot above the Zone B practical skills lab to continue her surveillance.

「...」

「Zone B, the practical skills lab.」

In the center of the room was a simulated operating table with a high-fidelity trauma mannequin on it.

A few proctors in charge of the practical skills assessment were gathered together, chatting idly.

After all, the assessment time in Zone A was fifteen minutes. By their estimation, the first student wouldn’t show up for at least another ten.

Just then,

The sound of crutches echoed from the doorway.

The proctors subconsciously turned their heads.

They saw a young student in a white coat with gold lettering push open the door and walk in, his expression calm.

One proctor’s teacup trembled in his hand. He glanced at the wall clock and asked:

”Student, you... came from Zone A?”

”Yes, Sir.”

Jiang He leaned his crutches against the wall and walked proficiently to the scrub sink. He stepped on the faucet pedal and began scrubbing his hands with antiseptic solution, following the standard pre-operative surgical scrub procedure.

As he scrubbed, he asked without turning his head:

”Sir, is table one ready? We can begin.”