"You know I have difficulty choosing..." Simas appointed four interns as assistants for tomorrow's surgery as soon as he finished speaking.

If this is a difficult choice, it is a blessing for the whole world.

Fortunately, what he did not make was a decision to save the world or destroy the world, otherwise everyone would have to sleep and eat.

Only two of the three interns under Mo Mengchen were selected.

Angeli Griffith, the most unlikely to lose the election, was defeated, and this result shocked the interns.

Angeli is undoubtedly the best intern among many interns. He also has excellent academic performance. He graduated from one of the best medical schools in the world, the University of Washington. Mo Mengchen's alumnus. He served as Mo Mengchen's surgical assistant a few days ago. Now she is a major operation.

In order to relieve everyone's confusion, Simas explained: "Doctor Mo gave me the right to select an assistant. I was the first to arrive and I was not very familiar with everyone. The simulation surgery is about to begin, so I chose a few people, please forgive me."

Even if this explanation is reasonable, Angeli's defeat was shocking.

Angeli walked out of the simulation operating room on the spot, his face of unhappiness almost overflowing his eyes.

"It seems that I offended her." Simas said helplessly.

This guy clearly did it on purpose!

Mo Mengchen said: "Don't tell me that you accidentally missed her."

Simas opened his hands and his face was harmless: "I admit that I did not do it unintentionally, I did skip him on purpose."

Mo Mengchen didn't want to know the reason.

"It's up to you, let's start now."

After the clearing, Momonchen and Simas began to simulate the operation.

During this process, Simas expressed surprise repeatedly. He felt that the several plans proposed by Mo Mengchen were very novel and were plans he had never thought of.

Moreover, the entire operation was planned very thoroughly, and the simulation plan was quite comprehensive when to do something, when to solve it, and how to solve it.

It is no wonder that Mo Mengchen has been preparing for this operation for several years and has taken into account everything he should consider.

Simas and Momonchen's first collaboration was a great success.

There were no mistakes in the entire simulation surgery.

"It went so well," Simas said, "I even think I'm redundant. You can do this surgery alone, and you do rely on the power of a person to complete it five years ago."

"That was five years ago. I was a doctor at that time. Now I am just a part-time doctor. There are many things I have to consider," Mo Mengchen said.

Simas knew what he was talking about, but in fact he felt that Mo Mengchen's worries were unnecessary and his knees were not that fragile.

Since he can withstand the fierce impact on the NBA field, how could he be injured by standing on the operating table for ten hours?

This is what he said in his heart, and he didn't say it out because Mo Mengchen was particularly cautious about this matter.

His attitude is commendable, and every person who has been injured should have a sense of awe of injuries like him.

But not everyone is as afraid of injuries and illness as a tiger like him.

Mo Mengchen's fear is for a reason. Others may be injured once, but if he is injured once, especially the knees on both legs, it will end his career. He cannot take risks, even if the chance is slim.

That night, Momonchen and Simas went to visit Lorenta.

"Doctor Mo, what is the success rate of the operation?" Lorenta asked.

"100%." ​​Simas answered the question for him, "You must know that this beautiful little princess, you have to know that the best surgeon in the world is the world's best surgeon."

Lorenta was smiling in his heart, but there was no expression on his face: "But you have two people, who is better?"

Simas "secretly" told Lorenta in the voice that Momonchen could hear: "It's me, please keep it secret. Doctor Mo would be unhappy when he heard me say this."

This is Simas' magic. Mo Mengchen hates dealing with patients, but this is what he is best at.

He can be friends with every patient and get along with each other in just a few words, which is an extremely rare charm.

Therefore, Mo Mengchen always felt that if he was a novice-faced woman to some unsatisfied rich woman, he would probably become Michael Jordan in the novice-faced world.

If you want to be good-looking, charming, and able to speak, you just don’t know the combat power of the Sea Dragon King under your crotch.

Simas chatted with Lorenta in the ward and became familiar with each other, while Momchen was called outside by Poser.

"What is the success rate of the surgery?" asked Bosser.

"I don't like to talk about probability, because no surgery is absolute," Mo Mengchen said.

Boss looked at Mo Mengchen with watery eyes. The charm of a mature woman was undoubtedly revealed in her. She may have spent the most golden years of a woman, but after time settled, she shone with other brilliance: "If you tell me like Dr. Simas that the success rate of the surgery is 100%, I can sleep well at night."

"Do you believe it if you cheat on the child?" Mo Mengchen asked.

"I don't believe it, others say it." Bosser said, "I believe it."

Mo Mengchen still did not give strong guarantees like Simas. He said: "Since you believe me, you don't have to ask about the success rate of the surgery, just believe me."

The two stood in the corridor outside the ward and looked forward. Under the dark night, dark clouds blocked the light of the stars, and even the moon could not see clearly.

It was spring and the temperature in Detroit was neither high nor low.

I hope it won't rain tomorrow.

Mo Mengchen is not superstitious and will not have bad ideas about surgery because it rains. He does not want it to rain because of this season, rainy days are often accompanied by air conditioning.

The air conditioning will cause the temperature to drop, and then he will shivering from the cold when he lies down from the bed tomorrow.

But today's city light, without Mo Mengchen, the Pistons lost in terms of aura. The scene was full of Red Wing fans, who excitedly cheered the Red Wings. At the same time, their hostility towards the Pistons seemed to have arrived at the United Center in Chicago.

Only Chicago fans are so hostile to the Pistons.

This year's City Light event is a football match, with a prize of 500,000, which is not much for professional players. The participating parties announced that they would donate the money to the community as early as before the start of the game, and the organizers also announced that they would donate all the proceeds from City Light's event to the community.

In a harmonious atmosphere, the Pistons and the Red Wings held a football match.

This is not the main business of both sides, and most of the Pistons don't know how to play football at all.

Strangely, the Red Wings seemed to be from a quasi-professional team, and their footwork was more fierce than the other.

The Pistons were humiliated 9-0 on the same day, becoming a laughing stock for the whole city.

Mo Mengchen heard the cry of his teammates through the answering machine. They talked about how unfriendly the audience was, how the Red Wings bullyed people with their power, how bad they were at playing football, how inhumane and inscrutable this event from beginning to end...

After listening to their narrative, Mo Mengchen had only one idea.

Fortunately, I didn't fucking...

Lorenta's surgery is tomorrow, Momonchen has been preparing for it for several years, and it is about to come.

Strangely, Mo Mengchen was not nervous at all.

Perhaps it was because he was too sure and with the help of Simas, he did not worry about mistakes or had to worry about the operation being too long. Even if it was too long, it would be shared by him and Simas, so there was no problem.

He slept well.

The next day, he woke up very early.

Today he spent the whole day in the hospital, after breakfast, greeted Ephraim, and drove away alone.

Saint Lucifer, the whole hospital is extremely nervous.

The operation has been prepared for so long, and the target of the operation is still the daughter of the hospital sponsor, so it is not a mistake.

Before the operation began, several old leaders of the hospital accompanied Director Martin Pingge to express their sincerest greetings to Mo Mengchen.

Mo Mengchen pulled the old dean aside and said, "Send these old men with bad breath away, this is the best greeting to us."

The old dean smiled but objected: "Don't, this is a process that has to be done, you have to adapt."

Mo Mengchen had to laugh with Simas, sent away a few old men, and after a while, the operation was about to begin.

"I really didn't expect that I would have a chance to go to the battlefield with you." Simas raised his hands and the nurse helped him put on his surgical suit.

Mo Mengchen said lightly: "I didn't expect it either."

Then, the operation began.

Mo Mengchen performed the first stage of surgery, and Simas was assisting next to him. The two interns were very nervous and were waiting for the doctor's order at any time.

Time stopped at this moment, except for the sounds made by Momonchen and Simas and the machines, the operating room was like the existence of another world.

The operation time is 9 a.m. and the expected end time is 19 p.m.

Ten full hours.

Ten hours are enough to end the day's work, eat two meals, and do a lot of things.

For doctors, this is just the time for surgery.

Five hours later, Simas and Momonchen handed over.

"You can try to sit down and watch, I won't make any mistakes anyway." Simas said, operating quickly, dizzying the interns around him with his technique.

Mo Mengchen's speed was already fast enough, and Simas seemed to be faster.

This is normal. Mo Mengchen has long been not a full-time doctor and will not hone his skills. Simas is different. He is a full-time doctor and is in his prime. He is constantly improving. It will be a matter of time before he surpasses Mo Mengchen in skills.

But some things are useless just by relying on skills.

"Wait a moment!"

Mo Mengchen interrupted him.
To be continued...