The Surgeon's Studio

The plane soon reached the terminal and allowed the passengers to disembark in an orderly manner.

After the aircraft was empty, the flight attendants surrounded the captain and bombarded him with questions.

“Captain, what happened?”

“Brother Lin, what is going on?”

“That was my first time seeing an air ambulance.”

Captain Lin looked relaxed as well. He had done everything within his power to maximize the patient’s chance of survival, did he not deserve to be proud of it?

“I heard Doctor Zheng say that the patient had a serious condition; something called type I aortic dissection that could lead to sudden cardiac death at any moment,” said Captain Lin.

Surprised, a stewardess covered her mouth. “Ah, aortic dissection? My classmate’s father had this disease.”

“Is it serious?” asked the others.

“I don’t know.”

“Cheh…”

“A doctor in my hometown was unable to treat the condition and said that only hospitals in the provincial capital or Imperial Capital could deal with such a case. My classmate’s family agreed to the transfer, but as soon as his father sat up on the hospital bed, he collapsed and passed away,” recalled the stewardess from memory. She had not foreseen encountering the same case on a plane one day.

In addition,

Most importantly,

The man had been safely transferred onto the helicopter.

“That’s bad!”

“He collapsed and died right after sitting up?”

“Oh my God, that’s so scary!”

The thought of a perfectly healthy man getting up and immediately going into sudden cardiac death shocked every flight attendant.

Captain Lin also looked astonished as he had underestimated the severity of the patient’s condition.

“Fortunately, the patient has safely boarded the helicopter and should be in the hospital now.” The stewardess put her palms together as if praying for the patient’s safety.

“I think so. It would take too long for an ambulance to go downtown before reaching the hospital, and accidents are bound to happen along the way.”

“I’ve never seen an air ambulance. If it hadn’t been for the fact that there was a red cross on the helicopter, I would have thought it belonged to a special task force deployed to arrest criminals.”

After chatting for a while, the stewardess, who had been the first to notice Cui Heming’s discomfort and assisted Zheng Ren in carrying the patient to the first-class cabin, suddenly said, “Brother Lin, you’re awesome!”

Captain Lin froze for a moment, unable to comprehend her words.

“Your familiarity with the ground crew gave you the power to request an air ambulance,” the stewardess said, expressing her admiration.

The startled Captain Lin immediately laughed.

“I ain’t that powerful.” Captain Lin could not take all the credit. “It was that young doctor who contacted the control tower and asked the ground crew to call a professor surnamed Pei.”

“Huh?”

“What happened after that?”

“Impossible. Even if the ground crew was willing to contact that professor, how could one phone call mobilize an air ambulance?”

The flight attendants were in disbelief.

“I remember Doctor Zheng telling me to inform Professor Pei that he had diagnosed an aortic dissection in-flight and needed an air ambulance.” The captain was still flabbergasted as he recalled it. “After that, I received a response from air traffic control stating that a helicopter was en route. I contacted the control tower again before landing and taxied the plane to the designated location.”

“…”

Name-dropping…

Many of them, including the flight attendants, had encountered similar incidents in the past.

However, most of them were drunken boasts.

No one could have foreseen that on the plane,

That unremarkable, young doctor,

Could demand an air ambulance by simply name-dropping.

Was that even possible?

“He’s influential. Any idea what his background is?”

“I saw an invitation letter for scientific research when he was retrieving his medical license.”

“Wow, I’ll be sure to get his contact information when I see him next time.”

“You just want the contact information of the assistant beside Doctor Zheng, right?”

The flight attendants chatted happily.

…

…

Zheng Ren disembarked and bid goodbye to Xia Hua after they exchanged contact information.

Su Yun trailed behind Zheng Ren silently. When there were only two of them, he said calmly, “You’re bold.”

“How so?”

“You diagnosed a type I aortic dissection from a glance at the patient?” asked Su Yun, raising his head with a visible gleam in his eyes.

The fickle-minded System had given the diagnosis, but Zheng Ren casually made up a response anyway. “Yes, the symptoms and his pulse gave it away.”

Cui Heming’s medical history and symptoms were consistent with the disease as well.

The types—I, II or III—merely signified the severity of the disease. In any case, it was safer to perform emergency surgery in Imperial Capital than to return to Sea City.

Su Yun did not argue with Zheng Ren like a contrarian.

The man’s confidence brought him to a halt before he silently followed after Zheng Ren.

It was amazing. However, a general surgeon would brag about their skills in the operating theater, right? Why did he even develop this “feeling” outside the operating theater?

…

…

Feng Xuhui was holding up a large sign, waiting for Zheng Ren and Su Yun at the arrival hall.

Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery had placed a high value on this scientific research, and Manager Feng had also been lucky enough to meet Zheng Ren on his first sales pitch.

Thus, he had meticulously prepared Zheng Ren’s accommodation in Imperial Capital and arrived at the airport an hour early to welcome him.

When he saw Zheng Ren walking out of the arrival gate from afar, he shook the sign in his hand, trying to get Zheng Ren’s attention.

However… The truth was always unexpected.

Zheng Ren went directly from the arrival gate into the crowd without a look at the waving sign.

Meanwhile, his extraordinarily beautiful assistant followed him with a lowered head as if contemplating life.

Feng Xuhui was left speechless.

What just happened? Why was Chief Zheng ignoring him?

Oh yeah! He must have thought that no one would welcome his arrival as he was merely a junior doctor.

“Chief Zheng, Chief Zheng!” Feng Xuhui called out as he caught up with them, smiling.

Zheng Ren turned around and looked slightly… confused.

“Manager Feng from Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery,” whispered the beautiful assistant… male assistant beside Zheng Ren.

‘You broke my heart, Chief Zheng!’

The smile on Feng Xuhui’s face froze a little.

Zheng Ren extended his hand and greeted him warmly, “Hello, Manager Feng.”

“Don’t mind him, he has late-stage face blindness cancer,” Su Yun explained.

Feng Xuhui smiled awkwardly. “Chief Zheng, I’ve arranged transportation to send you to the hotel.”

“Oh, there’s no need for that,” replied Zheng Ren as he released his grip and smiled.

“Don’t be so polite. You’re in Imperial Capital, and as a friend, how could I not welcome your arrival? Please forgive my poor hospitality,” said Feng Xu Hui enthusiastically and courteously, unbothered by Zheng Ren’s face blindness cancer.

“Professor Pei has said that he is waiting for me in the parking lot.” Zheng Ren waved his phone.

“Professor… Pei?” Feng Xuhui was dumbfounded.

“Yes, there was a problem on the plane just now, but fortunately, Professor Pei provided his assistance. I’m actually surprised that he had personally come to the airport as well,” said Zheng Ren while confirming the location of the parking lot.

“…” Feng Xuhui was almost in tears. Why was flattery so difficult nowadays?