Chapter 746 - 371: The Surgery in Direct Dialogue

"Alright then!" The man in green was a bit annoyed, throwing a tantrum as he started taking off his clothes.

Lu Cheng fixed his gaze on his back and continued coldly: "You can even leave the operating room, go back to where you came from."

"Or, you could go to your fellow colleagues and spread rumors now."

The middle-aged man turned around.

His eyes locked with Lu Cheng's, full of menace.

Lu Cheng gave him no respect.

"I can fight two at once."

"You can choose either a group brawl or a one-on-one fight!"

"This is Xiangzhou." Lu Cheng remained unrestrained.

When speaking nicely, these people treated it as nonsense, so now Lu Cheng could treat most of them the same way.

Lu Cheng had already stated that he didn't want this surgery to be open to outsiders.

Of course, Lu Cheng couldn't preemptively clear out all the people.

However, everyone in the operating room had promised not to cause trouble!

So why should Lu Cheng be polite to them?

The operating room, as per rationale, was Lu Cheng's personal territory.

Even direct administrative leaders wouldn't have an influence here.

Currently, Lu Cheng had no direct professional leader; he was the head of the trauma center. Director Huang Haibo of the emergency department specialized in internal medicine and had no authority to interfere with Lu Cheng.

Thus, in principle, even if the king of heaven came, Lu Cheng could send you away.

"Professor Xie, let's continue." Lu Cheng's tone returned to being gentle and elegant.

At the right moment, Mu Nanshu's finger curled slightly, as if to reassure Lu Cheng not to be too tense.

"Miss, don't move either." Lu Cheng's voice carried severity but without any harshness.

The operation then resumed!

Finally, after cleaning the tendons, Lu Cheng began handling the local nerves.

Nerve exposure was a meticulous operation; from a short distance away, all you could see was Lu Cheng's hand and knife moving slightly.

Seated opposite Lu Cheng, Xie Xiao watched for three seconds before exclaiming, "Damn, how can... you do it?"

Lu Cheng ignored, "Bring the physiological saline gauze."

The instrument nurse immediately placed the gauze on the table.

After receiving it, Lu Cheng covered the entire nerve and then waited for a moment.

Taking the opportunity, someone who liked to study, standing sideways to Lu Cheng, asked, "What's your purpose for doing this?"

"Professor Lan, I'm not providing any explanations today."

The person was Lan Hualuo from Zhongnan Hospital.

He was also skilled in Functional Reconstruction Skill, but Lu Cheng didn't allow him on the operating table. It wasn't because Lu Cheng doubted his skills, but because he trusted his own more.

"I just perform surgeries, and it's the same off the table." Lu Cheng reiterated his stance.

Lan Hualuo wanted to curse but held back.

After all, this was his nominal student...

To grant Lu Cheng a PhD, Union Hospital, along with higher-level entities, provided significant benefits to Zhongnan Hospital.

After about forty minutes, Lu Cheng finished the local nerve decompression and epineurium repair and proceeded with suturing.

Having completed these, Lu Cheng stowed all instruments, leaving only the dynamometer: "Miss, you can move your fingers now."

"Bend them forcefully."

Mu Nanshu followed suit.

"Continue, bend forcefully..."

At the right moment, everyone below the table lifted their phones and began recording videos.

They didn't want to miss a single sound.

Mu Nanshu complied; it was visible that the tendons in her arm were tense, which seemed to be her limit.

Lu Cheng watched the dynamometer being pulled apart and Mu Nanshu's fingers fully flexed and was quite satisfied.

"Alright, relax, take a two-minute break, then try to straighten your fingers." Lu Cheng encouraged Mu Nanshu to rest.

"How is it?" Mu Nanshu asked, voice tense, losing her gentle tone.

Lu Cheng replied: "It's good so far."

Mu Nanshu said no more.

Everyone rested for about three minutes, then Lu Cheng said: "Now start, exert your full strength to extend your fingers."

"With force, continue!" Lu Cheng kept encouraging Mu Nanshu as she moved.

At a certain moment, Mu Nanshu responded: "At my limit."

Lu Cheng: "Very good..."

"Now you can quickly flex and extend, then shake your fingers, followed by free movement of the index finger."

"Move in whichever direction you wish, speed can be faster."

Finger mobility goes beyond flexion and extension.

Mu Nanshu also followed suit.

"Uh-huh."

"Cough, cough."

"Really good, this surgery was truly well done."

"This Lu Cheng, remarkable! Already remarkable now, only to become more so in the future."

...

Mu Nanshu finished moving, fingers at rest.

Xie Xiao said: "We can start with the middle finger."

Lu Cheng responded: "Turn on the shadowless lamp, I'll further adjust the tendons, the patient's ulnar deviation mobility is still lacking..."

"Ulnar deviation mobility is still lacking?" Xie Xiao was stunned.

"What unfamiliar term is this?"

How often do you use ulnar deviation mobility in daily life?

Your wife doesn't smoke, right?

Even if she did, a certain grip force would suffice, wouldn't it?

Lu Cheng didn't respond, continuing to use the micro forceps to adjust the tendon sheath delicately.

"Professor Xie, actually the nerve hasn't been damaged, it's in a mild compressed state, which caused local edema and inflammation, affecting the distal function."

"Now we just relieved tendon compression, the nerve is still in an edematous state, but mobility has improved significantly, and the postoperative function is promising, right?"

Lu Cheng seemed to be chatting with Xie Xiao, but was actually providing a response to Mu Nanshu.