The surgery began.

Through the glass window, the directors of orthopedic surgery, cardiothoracic surgery, neurosurgery, general surgery, and tumor surgery all watched Shen Qiang with grave expressions.

Seeing that there was no one else around, the director of general surgery spoke in a deep voice, "Shen Qiang is very spirited, but overly idealistic. Some conditions are not so readily curable."

The director of neurosurgery said, "Actually, I didn't mention this in the large meeting room, the hemorrhage in this young girl's ventricles has already been treated with cranial decompression, but her chance of survival is very slim."

The director of cardiothoracic surgery then said, "This patient's spleen has ruptured, and she has lost a great deal of blood, the issues to be addressed are far from as simple as they appear on the surface."

"I don't think this girl will make it off the operating table," said the director of orthopedic surgery gravely.

Others nodded in agreement.

Almost at the same time, Wu Guoxi, who had been silent, frowned and said, "Do not underestimate Shen Qiang's capabilities. Although his education is not particularly extensive, his surgical skills are absolutely of an expert level."

"Really?" the directors clearly didn't believe it.

In the operating room.

From the moment he held the surgical knife, Shen Qiang's mood became very calm.

There was no anger, no sadness, no pity, and no so-called compassion.

At this moment, Shen Qiang had only one simple thought.

That was to do everything possible to restore the health of this little girl whose name he did not know.

The sharp surgical knife precisely removed the little girl's shattered spleen.

Following a rapid suturing, Shen Qiang deftly used a steel plate to stabilize the little girl's ribs.

This was not particularly difficult for Shen Qiang.

After all, he possessed precision and an extremely stable ability.

But even so.

During this process, Shen Qiang still used precision more than once.

Once, twice, three times.

Even with the best control adjustments, because precision inevitably consumes a great deal of True Qi.

So by the time Shen Qiang had completed the main body of the surgery on the little girl, even he couldn't help but sweat on his forehead.

Outside the window, the director of cardiothoracic surgery, astounded, stared at his watch, exclaiming, "Six minutes, how is this possible? How can anyone complete a spleen removal surgery and rib correction in six minutes?"

The director of general surgery equally shocked and ecstatic said, "He actually did it! You all need to see this, after the spleen removal surgery, the girl's blood pressure has very stably risen to a relatively safe level."

At that moment, the director of neurosurgery spoke gravely, "Just hold your tongues, the real challenge is the upcoming craniotomy. There's a clot pressing on the patient's central nerves, even a small mishap, allowing the clot to enter the bloodstream, would mean certain death for the patient."

Upon hearing this, Wu Guoxi smiled, "Shen Qiang's surgery still leaves one in awe, I initially thought that after seeing it a few times, I would no longer be surprised by his performance."

"But it appears I was mistaken."

"You gentlemen can rest assured, if it were some other surgeon, a mistake might indeed occur during the surgery, but not with Shen Qiang. Just as I said, Shen Qiang has top-notch surgical skills, even experts would fade in comparison before him," he said.

Upon hearing Wu Guoxi's words, the eyes of the directors lit up.

Almost at the same time.

Having completed the initial craniotomy, Shen Qiang's complexion turned somewhat pale.

After all, a craniotomy requires even higher precision.

"Doctor Shen, are you alright?" The neurosurgery attending doctor looked at Shen Qiang nervously and said, "Next, we need to perform an epidural hematoma evacuation."

"This patient is too young, her brain has not fully developed yet, and the hematoma has already bled over 30 milliliters, causing neurological deficits."

"Besides, there's bleeding in her ventricles, and we need to perform ventricular drainage."

Hearing this and feeling slightly dizzy in his Sea of Consciousness due to excessive consumption of True Qi, Shen Qiang took a deep breath.

In his mind, an image surfaced of her clutching a flower basket, drooling over skewers, a lovely scene.

"I have to keep her alive!"

Instantly invigorated, the already insufficient True Qi in Shen Qiang's body soared at an extraordinary rhythm.

"Is the master about to break through?"

Qingxuan, who was sitting cross-legged deep within Shen Qiang's Sea of Consciousness, suddenly opened her eyes wide with surprise, staring at the True Qi surging past her, her beautiful eyes filled with shock.

"Entering the Spiritual Movement Stage so quickly, could it be that the master is a genius?"

Outside the window.

The neurosurgery chief stared, wide-eyed at the exceptionally skilled and incredibly steady Shen Qiang, emotionally said, "This Shen Qiang's mental quality is simply too good, his techniques are astoundingly stable!"

"His technique for evacuating the epidural hematoma is even better than mine!"

Almost as he spoke those words, Shen Qiang, pale-faced and feeling that his True Qi was definitely depleted, felt his heart sink to the bottom.

"Is it too late? Just a bit more, just a little more True Qi, and I could have completed it perfectly."

At that moment, a doctor who had already noticed something was wrong with Shen Qiang hurriedly said, "Doctor Shen, Doctor Shen? What's wrong with you? The surgery only has one last step left. If you complete the ventricular bleeding drainage, she'll be out of danger."

"Please be very careful, do not let any deviation occur, she is still young, her brain has not fully developed, any slight deviation could leave her disabled for life."

Hearing the doctor's words beside him.

Shen Qiang felt his body, already drained of True Qi, struggling even to breathe.

"Is this really it?"

In the images within his Sea of Consciousness, it shifted to her holding up her flower basket, smiling sweetly, saying, "Brother, I won't sell you flowers because I know you're a good person!"

In that instant, Shen Qiang got angry.

"It's just the final step of ventricular bleeding drainage left! Having come this far, how can I give up? Keep going! It's possible! Give me True Qi! I need True Qi!"

Almost instantly.

The doctors standing next to the operating table felt a lightness in their bodies, then they watched in astonishment as Shen Qiang, not only did his eyes flicker with an extraordinary light, but even the short hair on his forehead began to flutter in the air as if by itself.

And almost in that instant of their astonishment.

Shen Qiang moved.

His originally feeble arms not only moved as if they were light and natural, but they also moved with an elegance that had not a trace of mundanity.

Plop, a small tube emitted a surge of blood.

"It's a success!" the doctor monitoring the devices exclaimed ecstatically.

And almost simultaneously.

In the depths of his Sea of Consciousness, Qingxuan, with her eyes shining brightly at the True Qi surging beside her, her cheeks unexplainably flushed with excitement, muttered, "The master has entered the Spiritual Movement Stage, does that mean Qingxuan can Dual Cultivate with the master now?"

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