"Congratulations, Shen Qiang, you're the most outstanding intern I've ever seen in my life!" The excited Deputy Director of Tumor Surgery, Wu Guoxi, did not skimp on giving Shen Qiang a hug.

Then, as soon as Shen Qiang turned around, he saw the department beauty, Xin Xiaoting, beside him, who had removed her mask and was looking at him with a beaming smile.

Seeing Shen Qiang look at her, Xin Xiaoting extended her hand generously and said with joy, "Shen Qiang, congratulations on the success of your first surgery!"

Looking at the fair jade-like hand of the department beauty, Xin Xiaoting, extended towards him, Shen Qiang was stunned.

Her fingers were slender and pale, crowned with delicate pale pink nails, not just exquisitely crafted like artwork.

More importantly, this was a pair of hands that countless male students, even including professors, had wanted to hold for the past four years but had never succeeded.

Seeing Shen Qiang's astonished gaze, the department beauty, Xin Xiaoting, blushed slightly and said with feigned annoyance, "Shen Qiang, I'm congratulating you."

Jolted back to reality, Shen Qiang immediately grasped Xin Xiaoting's hand.

Her jade hand was soft, emitting a warm body temperature.

Zhang Liwei, standing at the door of the operating room unsure whether to leave or stay, instantly turned pale.

"Damn it! Shen Qiang! How dare you hold Xin Xiaoting's hand! You, a poor loser, dare to defile the pure goddess of the clinical medicine department. I'll kill you, I swear I'll kill you!"

And while Zhang Liwei was inwardly shouting, feeling the hot masculine presence emanating from Shen Qiang's hand, Xin Xiaoting felt a burning flush on her cheeks.

Especially when she noticed that the shapely, big-eyed nurse was looking at her, an embarrassed and flustered Xin Xiaoting tried to act composed and subtly withdrew her hand from Shen Qiang's palm.

Almost at the same moment, an anesthesiologist came over and greeted Shen Qiang, "Congratulations, Doctor Shen, I've been an anesthesiologist at Bikang for five years now. Speaking solely of gastric tumor removal surgeries, your surgery was the most visually satisfying one."

Shen Qiang smiled, "Thank you for the compliment."

At this point, Wu Guoxi, with a beaming smile, interjected, "Alright, enough with the modesty. Shen, go and inform the patient's family that the surgery was a complete success."

Shen Qiang responded and turned to leave.

Just then, as he was about to walk away, the big-eyed nurse who had been in the operating room and was still wearing a mask suddenly blocked Shen Qiang's path and took off her mask.

In an instant, Shen Qiang was dumbfounded.

The nurse with a shapely figure and big beautiful eyes not only had a pretty face, but her features were also as delicate as those of a female protagonist in an anime.

Especially below her perky nose, her tender cherry lips smiled in a way that was not only charming but also somehow mischievously playful.

"Hey, you haven't accepted my congratulations yet."

Looking at the hand extended in front of him, which was clearly shorter than Xin Xiaoting's and looked small and cute but was just as fair, Shen Qiang smiled and couldn't help but to take her hand and say, "Thank you for your congratulations."

The charmingly playful nurse looked spiritedly over at the astonished Xin Xiaoting beside them and said with a coy smile, "My name is Lv Shuyao, instrument nurse. You can come to the nurse's station to chat with me when you have time."

Shen Qiang laughed, "Alright, I'll remember that."

At this moment, Shen Qiang suddenly noticed that Xin Xiaoting, standing on the side, was looking at the cheeky nurse with a very strange expression.

Lv Shuyao saw it too but just gave Shen Qiang a flirtatious smile, then turned to Wu Guoxi and said, "Director Wu, I need to count the instruments."

Director Wu nodded with a smile.

Just then, Shen Qiang suddenly remembered the beautiful married woman who had given him a fairy tale-like encounter, and who should still be waiting outside the operating room. So, after washing his hands, he strode out.

As he opened the door.

He caught sight of the beautiful young woman holding a child and the elderly lady.

"How did it go?"

Shen Qiang smiled, "The surgery went very smoothly, it was very successful!"

Hearing these words, tears immediately streamed down the beautiful young woman's face. She looked at Shen Qiang with trembling lips, repeatedly mumbling thanks.

The elderly lady beside her was overrun with tears, and as she grabbed Shen Qiang's hand she attempted to kneel, but Shen Qiang promptly pulled her up.

It was at this moment that the young child in the arms of the beautiful young woman, looking at Shen Qiang in a confused way, said, "When daddy comes out, uncle, come home with us and eat meaty-meats."

Shen Qiang laughed.

After the instruments were accounted for without error, an orderly hurried over, wheeling the patient out of the operating room.

Looking at the beautiful young woman with tear-stained eyes who kept thanking him, Shen Qiang spoke earnestly, "Don't cry, everything will get better. And, actually, I should be the one thanking you."

The beautiful young woman thought it was just Shen Qiang being polite.

But Shen Qiang knew that if it hadn't been for a fortuitous coincidence, the one where he had obtained the Agate Pendant, he would never have received the Medical Saint Inheritance.

Afterwards, the patient and their family members left.

Before Shen Qiang had a chance to leave, several doctors from Tumor Surgery, hurrying from the observation room, gathered around him.

"Doctor Shen, can you teach me how to train for arm stability?"

"Doctor Shen, I'm curious as to how, as an intern, you study surgical procedures."

Looking around at these doctors who would not even glance at interns on a normal day, then at the other interns who didn't dare to come too close and could only steal glances from afar, Shen Qiang's smile became somewhat helpless.

Just then, a man who appeared to be in his forties or fifties, a veteran doctor, spoke seriously, "Doctor Shen, please forgive my impertinence, but I am truly curious. How are you able to perform surgeries to such a level of perfection?"

Shen Qiang was taken aback by the question.

Throughout the entire surgery process, with the governor and conception vessels unblocked, his ultra-stable hands made the surgery smooth and standard.

However, in Shen Qiang's opinion, the surgery was not yet perfect.

Because during the surgery, when it came to some of the details, Shen Qiang could still tell that he was indeed very stable, but his handling of some details was not absolutely precise.

This reminded Shen Qiang abruptly of the "Mixed Arts" section regarding precision in the Medical Saint Inheritance. If he had studied that, his surgical skills would undoubtedly reach a new level.

So hearing the doctors' words, Shen Qiang naturally said, "This surgery, I could have done even better."

Suddenly, the corridor fell silent, all the doctors gathered around were stunned, staring at Shen Qiang.

"Even better?"

"Your previous surgery was already standard perfection!"

Almost at the same time, Wu Guoxi, who had just come out of the operating room, happened to overhear Shen Qiang's comment. He paused, then strode over to Shen Qiang's side, frowning as he spoke up.

"Shen Qiang, being humble is good, but you shouldn't overdo it. Your previous surgical operation was already of an expert standard! To do better, even if looking nationwide, it would be hard to find ten people who could match that."

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