The Surgeon's Studio c1-799

by Black Ursa Prime

  Tears fell. In front of the camera, she cried like a child.

  Her clothes were wet from the rain and she was wearing a camouflage suit. It looked a little funny. Her originally exquisite hair was stuck to her face, her lips blue and purple from the cold. She looked particularly miserable.

  However, she respected Zhao Yunlong's arrangements. She and the cameraman moved to a flat location with a slightly higher terrain. Looking at the team moving forward without looking back and the water and food that everyone left behind, she still wanted to do something.

  She randomly tidied her hair. It was rare to see her face facing the sky as it was captured by the camera.

  "This is the frontline reporter, Sun Zeli, reporting to you.

  "After the earthquake, the frontline headquarters set up a few teams to survey the terrain and rescue the injured victims. After a night of trekking... I've now sprained my ankle and can't follow the team. The team of doctors from the Imperial Capital Hospital are still moving toward the earthquake center to rescue..."

  She habitually smiled in front of the camera, but when she smiled, her tears flowed even more violently.

  The cameraman immediately changed the camera lens. In the picture, more than ten people were stepping on the gravel at the edge of the lake and continuing—

  Forward!

  Forward!

  Forward!

  "The road ahead is more dangerous than the one we came from," Sun Zeli cried and said. "But..."

  As they were talking, a figure in the advancing team slipped, and a mountain rock collapsed. He did not step on it properly and slid directly into the lake.

  Before Sun Zeli could cry out in surprise, a hand grabbed the man's collar and pulled him up with one arm.

  No one knew how deep the lake was. If he fell down, even if he knew how to swim, the chances of him coming up again were not high.

  Sun Zeli knew all that.

  Almost... It had almost been so close.

  The cameraman was also stunned. He was indeed a military doctor. Lifting a person with one arm was not something an ordinary person could do.

  "Be careful." Zheng Ren patted Su Yun's shoulder and said calmly.

  Su Yun was also frightened. During that time, his feet slipped and he struggled for a while. However, he did not expect that the ground was not solid at all. He could not muster any strength at all during the drop. With a strong force, a rock slipped down. The ground below him became empty and he was completely stunned.

  He looked down with lingering fear. The lake water was dirty and he did not know what was there.

  He was almost far away from the Nobel Prize. Su Yun smiled. During that time, he was still thinking about the Nobel Prize. How deep was his resentment?

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  Zheng Ren and Su Yun did not know, and neither did Zhao Yunlong. They continued to move forward, bypassing the lake and disappearing into the fog.

  The road became more and more difficult. Looking around, the surrounding environment was even more chaotic than when they had just entered the mountain.

  The entire landscape had changed. Zhao Yunlong could even tell from the military map that there was a small river there. The river had also changed its course. It took a big circle in the distance and ran away.

  The shock, astonishment, and other emotions had long disappeared. In that moment, everyone was stunned. There was only one thought in their hearts—

  Forward!

  Forward!

  Forward!

  Chapter 649 - Zheng Ren, You Bastard!

  14 hours ago.

  Xie Yiren was in the supermarket, buying daily necessities for Zheng Ren. She was pushing the cart leisurely.

  Chang Yue was busy and did not have time to accompany her so she was a little bored.

  Every time she thought of Zheng Ren, the corner of her mouth would carry a sweet and shy smile.

  The ground shook slightly, and the things on the shelves scattered all over the floor. Xie Yiren sent a few WeChat messages to Zheng Ren to ask if he felt anything on the other side. After that, she helped the salesperson clean up.

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  [I'm going down from the operating theater. Where are you?]

  [I'm buying something for you in the supermarket. What's wrong?]

  [There's a rehearsal mission. I'm going out for a while. I'll be back soon. It's fine. Don't worry.]

  Xie Yiren's eyebrows moved slightly. She squatted on the ground and stared at her phone in a daze.

  "Little sister, be careful. Don't get knocked down by others," the salesperson reminded her as she looked at the panicking crowd.

  "Oh." Xie Yiren stood up. She was a little confused as if she had encountered a difficult problem.

  Because the vibration only lasted for about ten seconds, the crowd gradually calmed down.

  Soon, some people began to talk about the earthquake in Western Sichuan.

  After a while, a WeChat notification sounded on her phone. Xie Yiren picked up her phone and saw that it was from Zheng Ren.

  [It's a drill so I'll be away for a while. I'll be back soon.]

  [Is it really a drill? I think everyone is in a hurry. Is It related to the earthquake from earlier?]

  [No, don't worry. Wait for me to come back.]

  Xie Yiren was stunned for a moment. She immediately realized that something had happened. Zheng Ren... That bastard, how dare he lie to her!

  Xie Yiren, who had always been gentle, was angry.

  She sent another WeChat message but Zheng Ren went silent. Xie Yiren became stubborn and called Zheng Ren's cellphone.

  His cellphone was turned off!

  Xie Yiren realized that something had really happened.

  It was not a drill, but...

  She was a little fl.u.s.tered. She prayed silently in her heart, hoping that it was just a drill or a false alarm.

  When she started the car, her hands were trembling. It did not work. Xie Yiren sat in the car and calmed down for a few minutes before she focused on starting the car. As if she was performing surgery, she focused on driving back to the Imperial Capital Hospital.

  The supermarket was not far from the Imperial Capital Hospital. She arrived in more than ten minutes.

  The hospital was still crowded as if everything she had just experienced was a delusion.

  Xie Yiren parked the car and jogged around to look for Chang Yue.

  "Sister Yue, Sister Yue, have they left?" Xie Yiren asked.

  "Su Yun told me just now that there was a mission. Yiren, do you know what mission it is?" Chang Yue adjusted her glasses and looked confused.

  Zheng Ren, you bastard!

  Xie Yiren cursed in her heart.

  She began to search in the hospital aimlessly, like a headless fly.

  The hospital was also very chaotic. Many doctors rushed over from their homes. The frontline doctors were all transferred away at once. It was impossible for it not to be chaotic.

  Xie Yiren said many times that he was a bastard, but in the end, her worry for Zheng Ren destroyed her anger. She sat on the steps with tears in her eyes and began to search for relevant information.

  On the forum, the first thing people posted was that there was an earthquake...

  After a few hours of acc.u.mulation, the strength of the earthquake had been posted online—from the initial magnitude of 7.8 to 8.0 on the Richter scale.

  Every half an hour, there was also an aftershock broadcast.

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bsp; Xie Yiren saw that just the aftershock above magnitude 6 had already happened twice...

  Level 6 aftershocks...

  Zheng Ren, you bastard! Xie Yiren scolded him fiercely in her heart but could not hold back her tears.

  "Yiren, what happened to you?" Chang Yue appeared behind her at some point. Seeing that Xie Yiren was crying, she immediately asked her that question.

  "They went to help with the earthquake," Xie Yiren said while crying.

  "Earthquake? How big is it?" Chang Yue still did not think much of it but after hearing Xie Yiren's reply, she also fell silent.

  "It's fine." After a long time, Chang Yue managed to squeeze out a smile and comforted Xie Yiren, "Disasters have been around for a thousand years, they will definitely be fine."

  "Su Yun will be fine, Zheng Ren will also..." Xie Yiren cried even harder.

  Crying could not solve the problem. The two of them were not in the mood to eat. It was already past five o'clock and the sky was already dark. They discussed that in the face of a major disaster, they would probably need a lot of fresh frozen erythrocytes. They should go and donate blood. As for the hospital...

  Professor Shen was also dragged away by a car. Chang Yue and a second-line doctor on duty said that if the hospital still wanted to send a medical team, they would definitely inform them.

  They left their phone number and got into Xie Yiren's car. The two of them drove aimlessly in the river of cars in the Imperial Capital.

  They passed by many blood donation cars on the streets but without exception, there was a long line—one that stretched as far as the eye could see.

  Many staff members of blood donation vehicles were trying to persuade everyone to leave. Each vehicle carried 300 blood bags. With so many people, there were simply not enough blood bags.

  However, no one left.

  Xie Yiren looked at the long line with some distress. Instead of standing there, she felt it was better to look for a place somewhere further.

  She kept thinking of doing something. Otherwise, she would feel very uncomfortable. It was as if there was something pressing against her c.h.e.s.t. She felt uncomfortable even when she was breathing.

  "By the way, Sister Yue, let me take you to a place to try," Xie Yiren said excitedly as she suddenly thought of a place.

  Seeing that her attention was distracted, Chang Yue did not dare to provoke the young lady. If she really hugged the steering wheel and cried on the road, what would she do?

  "Where are we going?" Chang Yue was also a little curious.

  "It's a school," Xie Yiren said. "Usually, the school will have a special blood donation car. Let's go and take a look."

  As she spoke, she stepped on the gas pedal and the car drove straight toward Haidian.

  It was the evening rush hour, so it was impossible to go fast.

  When they reached the entrance of Tsinghua University, it was already past six o'clock.

  The peaceful campus seemed to have changed today. It was a mess inside, and many people were shouting something.

  Xie Yiren and Chang Yue both felt like the situation was strange. They immediately parked the car outside the campus and pretended to be students as they walked into Tsinghua University's campus.

  On the campus playground, countless people crowded the area.

  Someone took the lead and shouted a slogan. It was so rhythmic that it was like a tsunami, completely igniting the blood in their hearts.

  "Classmate, what's going on?" Chang Yue pulled a passing male student and asked.

  "An earthquake requires a large amount of blood plasma. The blood donation vehicle only brought five hundred blood bags. How can they be so irresponsible?" The male student was wearing a hurdle vest. His body was drenched with sweat and he was holding a basketball under his arm. He brimmed with youthful vigor.

  "Then what are they doing?" Chang Yue asked.

  "They're too irresponsible. If they ask the blood bank to send another vehicle over, they'll need at least three thousand blood bags."

  "Three thousand? Are you kidding me?" Another male student was disdainful. He pointed at the crowd and said, "Count how many people are here. D*mn, if they knew the news earlier, they wouldn't have been so honest. When they were here, they could have given four hundred or six hundred blood bags. Each person would take two or three blood bags. Wouldn't that still be not enough?"

  Chang Yue was stunned.

  "The president of the student union is negotiating with them. If they don't agree, they definitely won't stop the blood donation vehicle. However, they will definitely go directly to the central blood bank. In the future, not even a blood donation vehicle will be able to go out. There will be plenty of blood," he said as he patted his c.h.e.s.t with a thud.

  Chapter 650 - The Familiar Figure On Television

  It was over... Chang Yue immediately realized that.

  She then pulled Xie Yiren along and made way for a secluded spot, afraid that the two of them would be scattered by the crowd.

  There would not be any danger, but finding someone would be quite troublesome.

  Xie Yiren's method was not good, and every blood donation point was filled with people. The group of people who usually schemed against each other, cursed each other on the internet, and slapped bricks at each other's faces, all of a sudden came together, for the same thing, goal, and direction.

  To pretend to be a student at Tsinghua University, it would be more practical to wait in the hospital for the second batch of medical teams to arrive in Sichuan.

  Chang Yue pulled Xie Yiren out of the campus and got into the car, feeling a little lost. They wandered aimlessly for the whole night.

  When they went home, the house was deserted. Those two were not around. When they went back... It would be better to distract their attention on the road.

  The two of them wandered around until ten o'clock in the evening. The crowd of blood donors on the street had not dispersed, so they could only go home resentfully.

  They did not sleep well the whole night. The two of them were awakened by their nightmares many times. As long as they closed their eyes, they would be covered in blood.

  The next morning, the two of them woke up early. After washing up, they rushed to the hospital.

  There was no news about continuing to organize the rescue team for the time being. The situation on the other side had been described to them despite everything.

  Some people said that the situation was very serious, while others said that there was nothing wrong at all.

  Department Chief Kong was not around either. There was only a professor who was not around that day to take charge of the work.

  Professor Rudolf Wagner was listless. There were ten TIPS surgeries today and he could not muster up his spirit.

  The professor told Xie Yiren about what happened yesterday and then went silent. If the boss did not come back, was there a need for him to perform the surgery there?

  He did not know and was very confused.

  Xie Yiren began to report to the operating theater. She quietly familiarized herself with the operating theater and prepared the necessary items for surgery.

  Zheng Ren was not at home but the surgery still had to be performed.

  God, it would not collapse just because someone was not around.

  Tomorrow, the sun would still rise. It was just that the people who were bathed in the sunlight were different.

  A day passed in a daze. Professor Rudolf Wagner's surgery was excellent. The first round of TIPS surgery was not difficult for him at all.

  Moreover, Zheng Ren was not around. He seemed to want to put more energy into his research work. He did not return to the hotel at night. He stayed in the Imperial Capital Hospital's intervention department to care for the patients after surgery.

  Chang Yue and Xie Yiren went home. They were not in the mood to cook, nor were they in the mood to go out to eat. The simplest trick was to take a bite of instant noodles, the cup noodle kind. Moreover
, no one needed to notice the water boiling. When the instant noodles were boiled, the water was already warm.

  After eating, Xie Yiren was like a kitten. She curled up on the sofa, hugged a pillow, and turned on the television absent-mindedly.

  When the news channel was broadcasted, she wanted to know everything about the situation. Even if it had nothing to do with Zheng Ren, it could make her feel that their hearts were closer.

  However, the moment the news channel was broadcasted, Xie Yiren was stunned.

  The host, who was known for being stern and rigid, had tears streaming down her face. She had lost control of her emotions. Another new host was replacing her.

  The new host was a little calmer, but only a little.

  "We've seen the situation in the disaster area recorded by the frontline reporters. Next, we'll connect with the frontline reporter, Sun Zeli, and ask her to bring us the latest report." The host cut the scene short and was straight to the point.

  She did not want to cry too. She did not want the program to be stuck here. There were already three hosts. If they changed again... There really was no one else.

  After saying that sentence as quickly as possible, the television scene changed.

  The lead-gray clouds were densely covered. A female reporter with disheveled hair and dirty face, wearing a camouflage uniform that had been soaked through by the rain, was sitting on a big rock as she said, "Hello, everyone. I'm the frontline reporter, Sun Zeli. I've been sitting here for a full twelve hours and witnessed the changes here."

  As she spoke, she pointed at a hill more than 10 meters high in the distance and said, "At 3.50am in the morning, due to a sprained ankle, it was still flat ground when I was separated from the surgery squad."

  As she spoke, a piece of gravel flew over.

  The stone was not big but it happened very fast. It brushed past Sun Zeli's brow bone, leaving a bloody scar.

  A line of blood flowed down from the wound on her brow bone, like bright red tears.

  it was eye-catching and shocking!

  Sun Zeli did not care. The flowers in the greenhouse had experienced the wind and rain in just one night and had m.a.t.u.r.ed.

  She casually wiped away the blood. Her face was bright red as if she had just smeared some blush on her face.