UCLA Medical Center operating room.

As expected of a top hospital, the operating room is quite spacious.

Moreover, there is an observation room.

After all, the UCLA Medical Center is a university-affiliated hospital.

Teaching is also an important part.

But right now, there aren't any medical students in the observation room.

There's an elderly white-haired gentleman and our Governor of California.

The governor's physique isn't quite what it used to be at its peak.

Yet it's still evident that the governor's build is quite impressive.

As for that white-haired gentleman, the governor's attitude is quite respectful.

It seems this gentleman is someone significant.

Meanwhile, inside the operating room, it's already a crucial moment.

The patient, Ariana, lies quietly on the operating table, and her abdomen has been opened.

This time, no laparoscope was used.

Because there was simply no way to perform minimally invasive surgery.

This will indeed leave a significant scar, but that's not a consideration now.

Professor Hansen and Sidney are working together to locate the massive aneurysm.

This thing is really good at hiding.

With effort, they gently pushed aside the liver, gall, and stomach, finally exposing it.

But, there are many important blood vessels nearby.

What to do?

Sidney's expression is quite peculiar.

Because Zhou Mo Sen's approach is so unusual!

Using hands?

Who does it like this!

But now, Zhou Mo Sen is already prepared.

He's in his surgical attire, with both hands half-raised, sterile gloves already on.

Furthermore, he repeatedly confirmed with the patient's family beforehand whether there was a latex allergy.

The response, multiple times, was that there was no latex allergy.

Only then was Zhou Mo Sen reassured.

At this moment…

"Alright, it's my turn."

Zhou Mo Sen directly replaced Professor Hansen's position, a really bold move.

But, this position is better.

Now with the patient's abdominal cavity open, many instruments are assisting Zhou Mo Sen in creating space.

Sidney was stunned.

Because she witnessed Zhou Mo Sen directly reach into the patient's body.

Gently, accurately, he tenderly grasped the aneurysm.

Then, with his other hand, he used a small scalpel to cut open the aneurysm.

"Suction!"

Sidney snapped out of her daze, immediately reacting.

Yes, blood was oozing, it needed to be suctioned clean.

Zhou Mo Sen paid no attention to Sidney's brief panic, beginning the most crucial task.

Using his hands to peel away the aneurysm.

This was his method, using hands.

And now, it was literally with his hands.

Either pulling or tearing.

But!

Sidney suddenly understood.

Hands are different from surgical instruments.

Hands are soft.

Hands are warm.

Instruments are too cold, too sharp.

That's Sidney's artistic perspective.

The reality is that using hands can genuinely better protect those organs and blood vessels.

Moreover, using hands to peel is more precise.

Though visually speaking… Zhou Mo Sen is indeed using his hands to tear at the aneurysm.

It's truly remarkable.

The elderly man in the observation room looked tense.

The governor was sweating heavily, yet he still trusted Dr. Zhou.

"Rest assured, Dr. Zhou's skill is very remarkable."

This statement… honestly, even the governor wasn't fully convinced.

After all, the scene being watched was extremely bloody.

Fortunately, Zhou Mo Sen managed to peel off the aneurysm with his hands.

Without damaging any blood vessels or organs.

At this stage, finally, everyone understood.

In fact, directly using hands is something cardiac surgeons often do.

Sometimes they'll directly squeeze the heart for cardiac resuscitation.

Zhou Mo Sen used his hands this time to protect the organs and vessels.

Overall, it wasn't exceedingly difficult.

Many times back home, tumors like this are handled manually.

It may appear a bit gory, but sometimes using hands is genuinely safer than a scalpel.

Next, considering the condition of the vessels, he attached the artificial blood vessel.

"OK!"

Done!

Zhou Mo Sen stepped aside, Hansen came over to begin the suturing process.

Until the final closure of the abdomen.

All of the patient's vital signs were very good.

This Ariana probably could never have imagined that two hands had entered her body.

Just like that…

Clap! Clap!

"Wow! Amazing!"

"Absolutely divine technique!"

The doctors present couldn't help themselves, having just witnessed an incredibly imaginative surgery.

Actually, this surgery, while not extraordinarily difficult, was no walk in the park.

Nonetheless, Zhou Mo Sen's use of his hands was a stroke of genius.

The congratulations poured in, even Hansen gave Zhou Mo Sen a thumbs-up.

The so-called additional reward was…

Guaranteeing you'll become a General Surgery doctor.

This reward… Zhou Mo Sen was rather helpless about it.

But what comes next is the key.

"Nicely done!"

The governor showed up again.

Initially hugging everyone, with those bear hugs.

When it came to Zhou Mo Sen, he patted his shoulders vigorously.

Zhou Mo Sen was speechless.

With your build, you...

What more can be said?

Anyway, the governor was overjoyed.

A plethora of praises, clearly expressed.

Zhou Mo Sen didn't let it go to his head, just saying this.

"This surgery wasn't difficult; it just required an open mind."

Wow, just showing off!

In Europe and America, showing off also exists, though they don't call it that.

They usually refer to it as boasting or exuding confidence.

Yes, after accomplishing something impressive,

One should show confidence!

But, Sidney and Zhou Mo Sen have been together before, so this female doctor knew well.

Zhou Mo Sen, you're just showing off!

But inexplicably… Sidney smiled too.

Showing off is indeed enjoyable.

Look at the gazes from everyone else, all showing admiration for Zhou Mo Sen.

How could she not feel a sense of pride too?

Truly unclear about her state of mind.

The surgery concluded, Zhou Mo Sen washed his hands, changed clothes.

Anyway, he was definitely going to secure his General Surgery license.

Everything was fantastic.

But upon leaving the hospital, someone was waiting at the entrance.

What's going on?

"Please, Dr. Zhou, get in the car."

Not just someone, but a Rolls-Royce as well.

Zhou Mo Sen had a feeling, got in the car.

Once inside… this car is indeed very spacious.

Never mind the size of the car, there's an old man before him.

Judging by his appearance, this old man is American old money.

From his aura to his attire.

Right, American old money almost always wears Ralph Lauren.

This brand has many 'lines,' and the old money style is indeed very expensive.

Zhou Mo Sen said nothing, waiting for the other party to speak.

"Dr. Zhou, thank you. You saved my granddaughter, so our Rockefeller family promises to help you once when you need it."

What? Rockefeller?

Zhou Mo Sen could hardly contain his smile, but now, he had to maintain his persona.

"A doctor's duty is to treat and save lives."

This sounded to the old man's ears, and this Rockefeller family member also smiled.

"Very good!"

Then, he handed Zhou Mo Sen a business card.

This business card was different from typical ones.

Handwritten, and exuding wealth.

Of course, he accepted it.

But after that, they didn't chat much.

Zhou Mo Sen got out of the car, and the old man drove off.

However, that being said, the patient should be called Ariana Rockefeller?

The girl seemed quite pretty.

Zhou Mo Sen didn't dwell on it; he completed a challenging surgery after all.

Unexpectedly, he saved a member of the Rockefeller family.

As for their family's assistance…

Leave it for the future.

Just like that, Zhou Mo Sen left UCLA.

Originally planning to return to San Diego, he unexpectedly received a call.

"Master, someone is eager to understand the master's mysterious power."

It's Daddario.

But who is so eager?

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