Super Magic Surgery System

"Heart rate: 44. Brain waves are abnormal …" "Du, du, du …"    

Damn it, he failed again. Chen Qun looked at the virtual patient in the operating room, Fong Qiuyun, and felt an unprecedented sense of frustration.    

This was the first time that a virtual operating table could not save a patient, and this was at least the 200th case. In other words, as long as Fong Qiuyun was sent to the operation table, no matter if it was Thomson's stereotactic electronic fusion operation or his Optical Forceps capture technique, they would both be dead for sure.    

There must be something wrong?    

Just as Chen Qun was about to echo out, the System Space in front of him suddenly shattered piece by piece, and a dazzling light shone from before his eyes. Without waiting for him to open his eyes, Chen Qun naturally pressed the button on the left side. The light in front of his eyes dimmed and he appeared on the operating table among the Test Operating Room.    

This was already his third day in the operation room, completing his spell model construction. If an operation that couldn't even be performed on a real operating table was possible, then it was even more impossible in the real world. He had been studying surgery in seclusion for the past few days without any interruption.    

In order to give a reasonable Surgical Project, he had already stayed here for a few days. However, it was strange. Ever since Ameera had undergone the operation room music, the operation room had quieted down. Even the other departments that were busy borrowing had not made a sound. Even the two academicians with the loudest voices didn't come over to take a look.    

It was as if the entire operation room became Chen Qun's private room, especially compared to his double room, it was quieter here. He was the only one who had full authority.    

It was unknown what Zhang Xin was planning to do. An operation room that was completely safe had an electronic lock installed outside of it. It required hand imprints, sound waves, and three tests of the pupil to be able to enter. This made Chen Qun suspicious. Could it be that Chair, who got so angry that he got other departments involved, directly chopped off his hand, dug out his eyes and ran into this place to do the experiment with a recording?    

However, Zhang Xin seemed to have disappeared completely these few days. Wang Qiong was also unclear about what was going on, as if she had heard that they had gone to the capital. On the other hand, Ameera, who was resting in the VIP ward, had her breathing tube removed the next day. Her recovery was very good, and every day, she would follow the hospital's orders to recuperate peacefully.    

The wound on her throat had already begun to heal. Compared to the usual operation, it had increased in healing period by ten days. Furthermore, the wound was extremely small, with only a one millimeter wide wound on it. She could have eaten regularly, but she insisted on feeding fluid through a tube.    

Although the news did not leak out, there seemed to be rumors circulating around the hospital. The hospital had received a visit from a heavenly emperor and a superstar, causing the nurses in the hospital to start asking around when they had free time. After all, the most mysterious VIP ward in the hospital was heavily guarded, and any person holding a Camera was forbidden to approach them. With such an attitude, it was not hard for anyone to guess who the famous celebrity was.    

The one who was bragging the most was the super superstar, Wu Lun, who was absent from The Voice a few days ago. Most of the nurses thought that the patient who had been treated here was the representative of the Chinese music industry.    

Naturally, the hospital ignored such rumors. Chen Qun laughed secretly in his heart. He knew that if someone started to spread rumors that Ameera, who was even more heavyweight, was here, Director Liu would have already grabbed him and warned him to shut up.    

Chen Qun felt a little depressed when his girlfriend came like the wind and left like the wind. However, he clearly knew that the most important thing for him was to solve this worldwide problem that he had thought of so that he could be together with Miss Dongfang.    

Dongfang Wenxin. This name sounded very domineering, so it should be Zhang Xin's real name. As for Zhang Xin, she was merely given a "short name" by her mother.    

What shocked Chen Qun the most was that he couldn't find any clues to the name Dongfang Wenxin on the internet. Even as an unknown doctor in the countryside, he still had a few reports on her. Chen Qun knew that this was definitely not a coincidence. It should be due to his tyrannical influence. He had blocked this name from appearing in the internet media.    

Naturally, there was no news of Miss Dongfang and the old lady from her family on the internet. Chen Qun knew from the words between Zhang Xin and Wang Qiong that the old lady from Zhang Xin's family was the one in charge. He knew that Miss Dongfang was far beyond his imagination.    

An unknown girl in the East would never be able to bring a superstar like Ameera as a guest. Furthermore, she appeared to be just an ordinary friend and business partner. She didn't look like a crazy fan at all.    

This feeling was like playing the game in normal mode, but when he entered the game, he discovered that it was in Hell Mode. Now that his identity had suddenly improved, it had become a form of motivation for him. If he did not create a new technique, he would not even have the qualifications to speak to the mysterious Miss Dongfang Wenxin.    

Chen Qun stood up and looked at the surgical searchlight shining in his eyes. He picked up the super easy laptop left in his hand by Zhang Xin and issued an order, causing the searchlight to return to normal from its bent state. Now that the system had increased his Intelligence by 15 points, he discovered that this sudden increase was slowly being reflected in his intelligence and knowledge.    

But now, he could understand some simple Computer Program languages, and could even draw various 3D models using the simulation software on Zhang Xin's notebook. In terms of technology, he felt that it was more than enough for him to change his job to become a 3D image designer.    

Being able to easily learn other skills, while also having a higher opinion of his own surgical methods, made him feel as if he had already faintly grasped the way to solve the problem. However, he had yet to break his own habitual thinking and restrained his conventional medical theory, which was why he was always able to kill his patients.    

Wasn't it just a cerebral vascular cavernous malformation? This symptom was much simpler than the super patient's broken internal organs provided by the system. He was now able to treat four or five organs in the human body, including the brain and the heart, before the simulated patient died.    

But why some hemangiomas, he also did not cause any major bleeding in the patient's body, at the same time, brain waves did not show large-scale abnormalities, why patients suddenly multiple heart failure? No major changes in the heart were observed after many dissections.    

Was it the heart failure caused by the brainwave mutation?    

But no matter what the means of causing the patient's death were, there had to be a reasonable explanation.