Chapter 696: Chapter 695: Strong Pig

Before the accident that left him in a coma, becoming a cardiothoracic surgeon was one of Yan Feifan’s greatest ambitions.

Therefore, he was exceptionally dedicated during his rotation in the cardiothoracic surgery department.

Yan Feifan used every spare moment to observe surgeries and read a vast number of papers and materials related to cardiothoracic procedures.

As the landmark procedure in the field, heart transplantation was one of the surgeries he studied most intensively.

All the surgeries he had observed, along with all the surgical data, had been replayed and analyzed hundreds, if not thousands, of times in the world of his consciousness during his coma.

Therefore, Yan Feifan was quite confident about performing a heart transplant as the lead surgeon.

And Yan Feifan wasn’t an idiot.

If he knew he would make a fool of himself, he would never have agreed to a public surgery, no matter how much he was pushed or flattered into it.

But to be honest, while Yan Feifan was confident, the challenges of this particular surgery were still significant.

Because it was a heart transplant on a live pig.

Yan Feifan’s understanding of human anatomy was meticulous and detailed. He knew every process, every detail, and every precaution for a heart transplant procedure down to his very bones.

However, when it came to a pig’s anatomy...

Yan Feifan had eaten plenty of pork and gnawed on plenty of ribs. In the past, he had also frequently bought raw pig hearts, livers, lungs, intestines, and other organs to take home and practice on.

But he had never actually butchered a pig.

Frankly, Yan Feifan would have much preferred to prove himself by performing a heart transplant on a human patient.

But that was an impossible scenario.

In preparation for this live pig heart transplant, Yan Feifan had been cramming at the last minute, spending most of his time meticulously studying and mastering porcine anatomy...

At 10:02 AM, the surgery officially began as Yan Feifan’s scalpel sliced through the thick skin on the pig’s chest.

Watching this from the observation gallery, Liang Zhao Kui suddenly realized his oversight.

"Ah, I forgot, I forgot. I should have assigned Yan an assistant familiar with pig anatomy to help him open the chest. We could have had him just focus on the heart extraction and transplant."

Gu Lin chuckled. "An oversight is an oversight. Just think of it as a small test. Unexpected minor issues during surgery are common."

"Look, his technique is still quite skilled..."

Liang Zhao Kui noted that the muscles of the pig’s chest had already been dissected. Yan Feifan took the electric bone saw from an assistant and began cutting the pig’s ribs.

A few minutes later, several ribs were severed, and the pleura was incised. The two surgical assistants used a retractor to forcefully open the pig’s thoracic cavity, securing the surgical window...

A bright red, ceaselessly beating heart was now completely exposed to Yan Feifan and everyone in the observation gallery.

Next, Yan Feifan needed to cut off the blood supply to and from the heart and, with the help of a cardiopulmonary bypass machine, switch the live pig from internal to external circulation.

At this point, the surgical assistants, Yu Beihua and Pan Jichuan, moved to the other pig and began opening its chest.

Since this was the donor heart, and from another pig, the two of them—Yu Beihua and Pan Jichuan—were much rougher and more violent in their actions, operating with a kind of reckless destructiveness.

It couldn’t be helped; it was the first time either of them had performed such a task on a pig.

Especially during the heart extraction phase, a moment of carelessness led to blood splattering everywhere. The scene was momentarily quite gory, provoking a round of laughter from the observation gallery.

"Those two..."

Gu Lin chuckled. "They seem even more nervous than their teacher."

"But they’re smart enough to use exaggeratedly rough movements to hide their unfamiliarity with the procedure."

"They also know they aren’t proficient in the standards for donor heart extraction, so they’re trying to leave the vessel connections as long as possible for their teacher to trim."

He sighed in admiration. "A strong general has no weak soldiers, I suppose."

Liang Zhao Kui nodded. "You can see a person’s character from their surgical style. Yan is meticulous and always striving for perfection. When others recommend students to him, they naturally have to consider the student’s character and ability first."

"They wouldn’t want to recommend someone unreliable and damage their own relationship with Yan..."

By the time Yu Beihua and Pan Jichuan had thoroughly flushed the donor heart with saline and preservation solution, leaving not a trace of the donor’s blood, Yan Feifan had also finished extracting the heart from the recipient pig.

Only then did the main event of the heart transplant truly begin.

Everyone in the observation gallery focused their full attention, carefully watching every move Yan Feifan made.

This included the titans of cardiothoracic surgery, such as Liang Zhao Kui, Gu Lin, Deng Chunming, Ni Leixing, and Zhang Shi’an.

Ten or twenty minutes later, they pulled their gazes away and exchanged glances, seeing the disbelief and pleasant surprise in each other’s eyes.

"Standard procedure, skilled movements... he’s like a veteran with ten or twenty years of rich clinical experience."

"Completely confident, without a hint of hesitation or pause."

"He even has a natural, fluid grace, like it’s second nature. Damn it, have I wasted the last fifty or sixty years of my life?"

"This kid’s performance is so beyond reason. Could he be some reincarnated medical giant, or maybe he’s possessed?"

Hearing his colleagues’ comments, Liang Zhao Kui couldn’t help but laugh. "How do possession or reincarnation explain his pioneering work in tumor-infiltrating injections, phalloplasty, and audio-hypnosis and awakening?"

"We have to admit it: Feifan is a medical genius who cannot be judged by common sense."

"After seeing this performance, we need to reconsider our teaching plan for him."

As soon as Liang Zhao Kui said this, Gu Lin, Deng Chunming, and the others nodded in deep agreement. Some even furrowed their brows.

’When the student is this outstanding, it’s hard on the teacher, too...’

Several more tens of minutes passed. Suddenly, Gu Lin poked Liang Zhao Kui with his finger. "Mr. Liang, look over there..."

Liang Zhao Kui turned to look in the direction Gu Lin indicated and saw Zhou Xian standing expressionlessly at the entrance of the observation gallery, watching Yan Feifan’s work in the operating room.

"Mr. Liang, I heard that although Dr. Zhou had some friction with Yan at the beginning, he was later inspired by Yan to burn his bridges and commit completely."

Liang Zhao Kui turned back. "Yes, I heard about that too."

"But for the past few weeks, he’s been completely focused on the post-op recovery of that heart transplant patient. I haven’t heard anything about him going to thank Yan Feifan."

"Also, as that patient gradually recovers, his students and assistants have become much more active again."

Gu Lin shook his head and sighed softly. "His character is ultimately a bit lacking. I thought that after this trial, both his skills and his mindset would undergo a transformation and ascend to a new level."

"It seems I was thinking too much."

Liang Zhao Kui said softly, "Let’s just wait and see."

"If he really has changed as we’d hoped, we can focus on developing him. If he’s still the same as ever, then so be it..."

Liang Zhao Kui, Deng Chunming, Ni Leixing, and the others all had plenty of work to do; they couldn’t stay here watching forever.

They had seen enough to know the whole picture. Once they had gauged Yan Feifan’s skill level, they got up and left one by one.

Gu Lin and Zhang Shi’an, however, stayed behind...

「Shortly before 4:00 PM」

Liang Zhao Kui, Deng Chunming, and Ni Leixing returned to the observation gallery together.

They were surprised to see Yan Feifan’s students in the operating room, suturing the chest incision on the pig on the operating table!

"Only six hours? The surgery is already over?"

Zhang Shi’an said excitedly, "The entire operation was as smooth as flowing water, without the slightest delay. Even restarting the heart’s electrical activity was a first-try success."

"The surgery was over before we even knew it."

Gu Lin was not stingy with his praise. "Mr. Liang, this was an impressively perfect surgery, good enough to be a textbook example."

Liang Zhao Kui smiled with satisfaction. "That kid never disappoints."

In truth, at this point, the surgery could be considered a success.

But Yan Feifan, ever the perfectionist, insisted on performing the final step: waking the patient!

After a major operation, even if the procedure is successful, there’s still a chance the patient might not wake up for some unknown reason.

Therefore, only when the patient awakens from the anesthetic-induced coma after a major surgery can the lead surgeon truly be at ease.

Of course, unless absolutely necessary, a patient would not be forcibly woken up. They would wait for the anesthesia to wear off and for the patient to awaken naturally.

But since the subject of this surgery was a pig, there was no need for such courtesies.

The anesthesiologist waited for the incision to be sutured, then directly injected the pig with a drug on the operating table to forcibly wake it.

As it turned out, this awakening caused a huge problem.

The awakened "Pig-Strong" suddenly burst out with brute force, broke free of its restraints, and leaped off the operating table.

As if it had a sixth sense, it identified its "enemy," Yan Feifan, and began chasing him relentlessly.

Poor Yan Feifan was chased by the pig, howling and yelling, scrambling and leaping as he fled the operating room...

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