Zheng Ren has hole cards and a chance to experience the peak.

At its peak, there were only 30 minutes, and Zheng Ren didn't want to waste it. He wanted to use the current level to understand and grasp Director Miao's condition as much as possible and avoid mistakes.

Not as much as possible, but by all means!

If there is a mistake, Zheng Ren himself will not forgive himself.

As for the peak experience, that is Zheng Ren's last reliance, it's really not good, Zheng Ren will use it. But now, not yet!

God knows if Director Miao will have other complications.

The two guidewires went down, and Zheng Ren didn't care whether the back of the guidewire fell to the ground and was contaminated. Now it's the practice phase, and I don't have to worry about aseptic procedures at all.

But even so, Zheng Ren found that the operation was too difficult, even more difficult than he imagined.

When I was a child, it was written that my hands were fighting, and many children played with it. At that time, both hands drew circles, and Zheng Ren drew the best and roundest.

Because his mind is the simplest and most direct.

That's why he wanted to give it a try.

However, it is easy to draw circles, but it is extremely difficult to operate two micro guide wires. If the force of the 95cm micro guide wire is somewhat uneven, there will be a discount.

Usually it seems very simple to operate a microguidewire with both hands, but it is even more difficult to operate two microguidewires with both hands than to ascend to the sky.

However, there is no way.

After 5 minutes, none of the guidewires reached their positions, let alone the next step, and the subject died again.

Zheng Ren didn't care about the death of the test subject, and persistently operated the guidewire with both hands, allowing himself to enter an ethereal state, and his hands could perform the operation without interfering with each other.

This was his experience as a child, and although he hadn't played it for so many years, there were very few childhood memories at that time.

30 minutes ......

60 minutes......

120 minutes ......

Time passed bit by bit, and Zheng Ren didn't care how "wasted" it was. If Director Miao can be rescued, Zheng Ren would rather squander all his surgical training time.

After a full five hours, Zheng Ren barely completed the operation on both hands. Two guidewires travel through the blood vessels and do not interfere with each other, one into the aorta and one into the hepatic artery.

Because of the limited time, it was impossible to over-select at all, and Zheng Ren could only embolize according to the situation found in the autopsy.

Although the time was dozens of times longer than needed, after all, it was successful once, and Zheng Ren was a little relieved.

With nearly fifty days of surgical training on hand, Zheng Ren wasn't sure that doing a few hundred training sessions would reduce the time to less than three minutes.

But it had to be tried, and Jung was not willing to give up this opportunity.

If you follow the conventional method, Director Miao will die.

In fact, there was not much communication between Director Miao and Zheng Ren, but he had a kidney transplant, and Zheng Ren knew some sad things about Director Miao from Mr. Yu's mouth.

Yes, that's all.

But the operation that died during the operation, Director Miao took it, and he also ran into trouble. Zheng Ren can guess well, why Director Miao committed suicide.

He didn't want Director Miao to die.

If this kind of good person in the simple sense dies, the three views that Zheng Ren has been working hard for will collapse.

This is to save Director Miao, but also to save Zheng Ren himself.

Subconsciously, Zheng Ren tried his best to save it, but he was expressionless in the operating room, calm and indifferent.

After a "successful" operation, Zheng Ren took a look at the skill tree as quickly as he could.

was originally the pinnacle of one step, but that trace of distance seemed to be the end of the world.

But after this surgical training, Zheng Ren didn't know if it was his own psychological effect, he seemed to see the skill tree grow crazy again, and that distance was shortened.

After just one glance, Zheng Ren went into the operating room again. After coming back, Zheng Ren first added all the accumulated skill points to the intervention skill tree, and then began to train again.

After adding all the skill points, Zheng Ren didn't see any changes. It was to be expected, and he just wanted to give it a try.

Now, Jung In, who is storing winter food like a hamster, is desperate to save it and throw all his savings on that unknown scale, like crazy.

Put all one’s eggs in one basket!

The operation continues.

One day......

Two days......

10 days......

Thirty days......

This kind of boring surgical training is hardly possible for anyone to do in one sitting. But Zheng Ren didn't feel that he was immersed in the process of surgical training, trying to find any point to improve his skills.

30 minutes of peak experience, but also to experiment in the system space, this is Zheng Ren's last hole card, he doesn't want to throw it out so early.

Like a red-eyed but sober gambler, he pressed almost all his bets and left the only glimmer of hope.

The remaining surgical training time is getting shorter and shorter, and the pressure on Jung in is increasing.

He has reduced the initial 5 hours to about 40 minutes for the operation, which is impossible for others.

It's incredible to be able to do it, not to mention that two surgeries can be done in less than an hour.

But Zheng Ren knew that the cold, cruel reality would never give him so much time.

If that's the case, it's better to do it one by one faster.

There are only 3-5 minutes to go, and this goal is like a moat before life and death, Zheng Ren tries hard, but every time he falls, his nose is blue and his face is swollen, and he can't form an army.

Fail and come back, start again and fail again.

So repeatedly, the indifference on Zheng Ren's face has never changed, at this moment, he is an emotionless robot, completing operations that others don't even dare to think about.

The surgery continued, day after day.

There are no assistants, no instrument nurses, and even the patients are fake. Zheng Ren could only hear his own breathing, getting heavier and more desperate.

Forty days passed, and the remaining time for surgical training was getting less and less.

But Zheng Ren's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and he has summed up the road that is very close to success through forty days of continuous surgery and the lessons learned from thousands of failed surgeries.

It's just that my level is not enough.

It's okay, there's still peak experience time. This is the only reliance that Zheng Ren can rely on to stay sober and keep his sanity.

He didn't think about whether he would go crazy if he couldn't complete the peak experience.

In the operating room of the system, there is no rising sun, no cooking smoke, no birds singing and flowers, no infinite sunset, no desert smoke, no sunset over the long river.

Here, there is only surgery.

Boring, monotonous, boring surgery.

Zheng Ren started the operation again, the new test subject was on the operating table, and suddenly he felt a warm current falling from the sky, as if he had been empowered by an immortal, and his whole body was warm, dispelling the cold in his heart before.