Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

Imperial Central Laboratory Operating Room.

Xiangxiang’s heart transplant surgery is proceeding intensively.

Qin Xin takes it very seriously and even brings Hong Jingtian from abroad to assist.

For the first time in his life, Hong Jingtian sees a living person supported by so many artificial organs and a damaged chip.

”Queen, are you conducting legal business here? Is it safe? Nothing will go wrong, right?” Hong Jingtian’s hands shake and his teeth chatter.

Qin Xin glances at him coolly: ”This isn’t business. And it’s very unsafe.”

Hong Jingtian is speechless.

Then, realizing the situation, he pats his chest and promises: ”Queen, you trust your loyal little cutie the most, right? For something so important and confidential, you’re calling only me. I’ll complete the task excellently, no matter the danger!”

Qin Xin nods, her gaze sweeping over his surgical gown: ”Don’t let your hands shake.”

Caught out, Hong Jingtian sticks out his tongue under the mask: ”Yes!”

Qin Xin directs the surgical procedure: ”Later, you’ll handle cutting the left lung to remove the artificial lung; I’ll take care of the heart. We must complete the operations simultaneously.”

Hong Jingtian is considered one of the top surgeons globally, yet he has never seen or heard of such a grand simultaneous heart and lung surgery: ”Queen, you really want to do two big things at once?”

Qin Xin: ”She’s very weak and can’t endure two major surgeries. We must get it done in one go. Otherwise, why call you here? If you’re timid, I’ll replace you.”

Hong Jingtian, invigorated: ”Oh, I’m bold to the extreme and guarantee to complete the task.”

He has always admired Queen, and this opportunity to perform surgery alongside her is rare.

After indicating the precautions, Qin Xin wastes no time and starts directly.

The operating room is so quiet that only the ticking of instruments and the dull sound of surgical knives cutting through tissue can be heard.

Hong Jingtian knows Qin Xin assigned him the lung-cutting task as it’s relatively simple, usually done in ten minutes, whereas the heart transplant is much more complex, taking at least an hour or two.

Therefore, to keep pace with Qin Xin, he proceeds slowly, so they can finish around the same time.

However.

Less than five minutes pass.

Qin Xin frowns and says: ”Stop dawdling. Hurry up.”

Hong Jingtian: ”...Ugh!”

Feels like he’s back to being a trainee resident, chastised by his mentor!

He looks up at Qin Xin’s progress, almost dropping the surgical knife into Xiangxiang’s lung in shock.

Qin Xin has efficiently disconnected the artificial heart and is already attaching the large blood vessels.

At this rate, it’ll be done in less than ten minutes.

Hong Jingtian feels suffocated.

In the next second, he focuses entirely and speeds up his actions.

No way, Queen is giving him the face of assisting; he can’t embarrass himself.

He must cut this young girl’s lung beautifully...

Ten minutes.

Hong Jingtian works intensely, his hands nearly cramping, finally dealing with Xiangxiang’s lung issues and removing the artificial lung.

Meanwhile, Qin Xin has successfully completed the heart transplant surgery, monitoring whether the heart’s blood flow is normal.

Hong Jingtian sighs deeply; working alongside the big shot comes with immense pressure.

Having this one experience in his life is enough to boast about; more, and his heart couldn’t handle it.

”Queen, are you really going to marry Mr. Nalan?” Hong Jingtian cautiously gossips.

Qin Xin: ”Yes.”

Hong Jingtian: ”But he’s a cripple. What about your future happiness?”