System Came When the Doctor was Thirty

In fact, what Leng Hua’an and the others didn’t know was that, right in the middle of the operation—

after listening to You Junze and Xie Ziyuan each give their explanations, a thought flashed through Lu Cheng’s mind and he spent some Skill Points to level up his Functional Reconstruction Skill, Nerve Suturing Skill, and the like.

[Suturing Skill (Expert 200/200)]

[Suturing System Professional Basic Skills: Tendon Suturing Skill (Expert 100/200), Nerve Suturing Skill (Expert 100/200), Vascular Suturing Skill (Expert 100/200), Bone Suturing Skill (Skilled 10/10), Membrane Suturing Skill (Skilled 10/10)]

[Suturing System professional basic skills upgraded, Suturing Skill basic skills upgraded, Suturing Specialized Skills are fusing…]

[Suturing Specialized Skills: Soft Tissue Suturing Technique (Unnamed, Expert 0/200)]

[New Functional Reconstruction Skill (Unnamed: Specialization 20/20)]

[New Functional Reconstruction Skill (Unnamed, Expert 0/200)]

The Suturing Specialized Skills disappeared.

The previously acquired Vascular End-to-End Suturing Skill, Unnamed Tendon Suturing Technique, Unnamed Tendon Suturing Skill, Neural Outer Membrane–Bundle Membrane Suturing, Unnamed Spleen Suturing Technique, Unnamed Nerve Suturing Technique, Unnamed Vascular Suturing Technique, and so on, all got integrated by the panel into the Unnamed Soft Tissue Suturing Technique.

This didn’t mean Lu Cheng could no longer perform his previous Suturing Techniques; rather, his panel had helped him integrate all those techniques into one organic whole.

Lu Cheng stared intently at those two entries, his heartbeat slightly speeding up!

[Soft Tissue Suturing Technique (Unnamed, Expert 0/200)]

[New Functional Reconstruction Skill (Unnamed: Specialization 20/20)]

To be honest, Lu Cheng knew that his biggest trump card was this panel.

But it seemed that while his own thinking could be a bit out there, it wasn’t exactly clumsy either.

Yet most of his ”technique” innovations and originals didn’t mainly come from himself, but from integrating other people’s ways of thinking!

Put another way, this panel not only integrates Lu Cheng’s own thinking, it can also integrate other people’s good ideas and good thinking.

As long as there’s an effective hint, the panel can assist in completing the leap from impossible to possible!

Just shutting himself away and tinkering, with only Skill Points, isn’t enough!

Well, not that it’s totally impossible—once he has Skill Points, Lu Cheng can raise his fundamentals.

But relying only on Skill Points and basic skills, there’s no way to complete true ”technique” originality, let alone directly blaze a whole new trail.

So this panel, besides being a weapon to boost individual abilities, is also a tool for developing surgical technology!

Most of the time, Lu Cheng isn’t creating techniques from scratch; he’s just a porter of other people’s thought processes?

That doesn’t really sound like a big problem.

Pooling wisdom, that’s all.

...

Just as Lu Cheng was chatting with You Junze and the others, Dai Linfang came running out of the lounge in a hurry.

”Lu Cheng, Professor Xie is here.”

”He’s been here for a bit. We’d originally planned to arrange dinner outside for him. But Professor Xie chose to have a boxed meal in the department instead,” Dai Linfang reported quickly.

When the operation was nearing its end, Dai Linfang had gotten off the table first.

Five thirty was regular quitting time, and with Lu Cheng still in the department, Dai Linfang being in charge of receiving Professor Xie Xiao didn’t count as breaking any rules.

It was just that he hadn’t expected not to complete his reception mission as he’d hoped.

The moment the group heard that Professor Xie Xiao had arrived, they cut off whatever they’d been about to say, straightened their expressions, and followed behind Lu Cheng toward the lounge.

When they pushed the door open, inside were Professor Chen Song and Professor Xie Xiao, chatting leisurely.

The two were in the middle of a lively conversation, with Professor Xie Xiao mainly steering the joking tone of the atmosphere.

”Professor Xie, you really are something… you sure know a lot,” Chen Song said politely, playing the straight man.

Xie Xiao said carelessly, ”Oh, it’s just because we’re from different eras.”

”Back when I was in school, there were tons of interesting stories. Not just this stuff!”

”There were lots of gangsters who made a point of staying on good terms with my teacher, just hoping that when they got slashed, my teacher would do a better job on their surgery.”

”As they put it—fighting is fighting, but don’t mess around with life and death.”

”You can slash people, but for god’s sake don’t stab them.”

”There’s a whole set of ’rules of the trade’ in there…”

”Xiao Lu is here.” Xie Xiao saw Lu Cheng and didn’t get up, just put down the leg he’d been crossing.

As Lu Cheng pushed the door open, a whiff of boxed-meal smell hit him. ”Teacher Xie, why didn’t you at least take a break or freshen up a bit?”

Seeing the few people standing behind Lu Cheng, Xie Xiao chuckled, ”Didn’t you say you’ve got too many Monkey Kings around you and they’re hard to manage? I got curious.”

”There’s no magic tightening headband in real life, so what are you supposed to do?”

If Xie Xiao weren’t a professor of hand surgery at Union Hospital, you could slap a ”goofball” label on him and you would not be wrong!

Oh, and ”King of Gossip” too.

When You Junze and the others heard Xie Xiao so bluntly tear away the fig leaf, their faces all showed a touch of awkwardness.

”Professor Xie.”

”Professor Xie.”

”Professor Xie.”

The three of them called out in turn.

Xie Xiao jerked his chin toward Xie Ziyuan. ”Professor Xie, they’re calling you. How come you’re not answering?”

Both Xie Ziyuan and Xie Xiao shared the surname Xie.

Right now Xie Ziyuan’s palms were slightly sweaty. ”Professor Xie, you’re joking. In front of you, how could I count as any kind of Professor Xie?”

”They all just call me Xiao Xie.”

”Right, Ze-ge, Leng-ge?” Back in the day, Xie Ziyuan had also been a kid scraping by on the streets, so he quickly chose to rewind his sense of identity by a decade or so.

Don’t ask—if you ask, he’s Xiao Xie.

Don’t ask—if you ask, everyone’s a ge, everyone’s a teacher!

It hadn’t even been that long; the current Xie Ziyuan wasn’t Old Xie yet, so picking that old persona back up was as easy as turning his hand.