If you don't want treatment, get out! This doctor has a terrible temper.

Chapter 45 This one cut, for tomorrow

The lights on the operating table were a bit too bright.

The boy lay on the bed, his body trembling slightly from blood loss and fear.

Guan Shan stood at the head of the bed, his large hand gently resting on the boy's shoulder, not as if to suppress him, but as if to offer a silent comfort.

"Don't be afraid." Guan Shan's voice was unusually gentle, though it still sounded like muffled thunder. "You'll be fine after a good night's sleep. You'll be able to move your hands when you wake up."

Wang Minyu did not use general anesthesia. This complex microsurgical procedure requires the patient to cooperate in testing the range of motion of their fingers during the operation.

He once again administered acupuncture anesthesia, combined with local nerve block.

"Su Qing, this surgery requires microsurgery. Are your hands steady?" Wang Minyu asked while scrubbing his hands.

"I've stitched up the blood vessels of the dead. The blood vessels of the living are more elastic and easier to stitch up." Su Qing put on her microscope glasses, her tone calm, but her eyes revealed a seriousness.

"Siyuan, Zhao Na, watch carefully." Wang Minyu stood at the surgeon's position. "The anatomical diagrams in the book are dead. Every nerve and every blood vessel here is related to whether he can hold chopsticks or write in the future."

The operation begins.

This is a race against time, and also a delicate embroidery in the microscopic world.

Wang Minyu's fingers are incredibly nimble.

Under the magnifying glass, he aligned each of the hair-thin nerve bundles.

The system-rewarded [Master-level Stitching] skill was put to its fullest potential at this moment.

"Tendon anastomosis".

Su Qing handed over the needle holder.

The needle and thread were threaded through the ruptured tendon, using the most robust "Kessler suture method".

"Epineurium suture".

This step requires the most patience.

Even a slight tremor in the hand can cause the nerve bundles to become misaligned, resulting in a loss of sensation in the fingers.

Sweat dripped down Wang Minyu's forehead, and Zhao Na quickly stepped forward to wipe it away.

The only sounds in the operating room were the soft clatter of instruments and the steady ticking of the electrocardiogram monitor.

Two hours have passed.

Three hours have passed.

When the last stitch was finished, Wang Minyu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like his back was about to break.

"Move a finger." Wang Minyu gently patted the back of the boy's hand.

The boy groggily opened his eyes and tried to move.

My index and middle fingers, which had been completely numb, trembled slightly.

"It's connected!" Li Siyuan exclaimed excitedly, almost jumping for joy. "The tendon is reconnected, and nerve conduction is recovering!"

Su Qing took off her mask, and a very rare, tiny smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Although it was fleeting, it was indeed a smile.

After the surgery, the boy looked at his hand, which was bandaged like a rice dumpling, and tears streamed down his face.

"Doctor... thank you... I..." The boy tried to kneel down, but Guan Shan grabbed him and pulled him back.

"A man's knees are worth gold; he should only kneel to heaven, earth, and his parents, not to a doctor." Guan Shan pressed him back into the chair.

The boy wiped away his tears and pulled out a handful of crumpled coins from his pocket. There were one-yuan coins and fifty-cent coins, which added up to less than a hundred yuan.

"This is all I have... I'll pay you back with the rest when I work, okay? I'll write an IOU..."

Wang Minyu looked at the pile of loose change, then at the boy's hands, which were covered in calluses and scars.

He recalled the days when he had just left the orphanage and worked as a bricklayer on construction sites to pay for his tuition.

At that time, someone helped him, although it was just by giving him a steamed bun.

He pushed the pile of money back.

"No need," Wang Minyu said.

"Huh?" The boy was stunned. "But..."

"That rich guy in the Maybach paid for you," Wang Minyu lied without batting an eye. "We're having a promotion here, the 1000th patient gets it for free."

Actually, I only saw fewer than 50 patients today.

The boy, of course, didn't believe it. He looked at Wang Minyu, and his tears flowed even more fiercely.

Wang Minyu stood up, walked up to the boy, and patted his uninjured shoulder.

"Remember, there are many jerks in this world, but they're not all bad." Wang Minyu looked into the boy's eyes, his tone unusually serious. "I'm helping you this time not so you can be grateful, nor so you can repay me in the future."

He paused, then pointed to the bustling street outside the door.

"When you're able to do something in the future, if you encounter someone as desperate as you are today, lend them a hand. Even if it's just giving them a meal or pointing them in the right direction."

The boy nodded heavily, engraving those words into his very being.

"Alright, Guan Shan, get him some anti-inflammatory medicine and pack two takeout meals for him to take away." Wang Minyu waved his hand, reverting to his usual lazy demeanor. "Don't let him cry here and disrupt my business."

After the boy left, the shop became quiet.

While Li Siyuan was organizing medical records, he suddenly exclaimed, "Dr. Wang, you're actually quite kind."

"Kindness?" Wang Minyu scoffed, picking up his teacup again and gazing at the neon lights gradually illuminating the window. "Kindness isn't something you do for others; it comes from the heart, and you have a clear conscience. Just be happy. Besides, I have... If I can't even save a child, what's the point of this technology?"

Su Qing was wiping surgical instruments when she heard this. She paused for a moment and muttered, "So pretentious."

But her wiping motions were much gentler than usual.

Late at night.

Wang Minyu re-entered the system space.

The "mutant mint" plant has grown quite a bit, and a new seedling has sprouted next to it.

A prompt appeared on the system panel:

[Hidden Quest Completed: A Healer's Compassion (Beginner Level)]

[Providing medical assistance to impoverished children and spreading the flame of kindness.]

[Reward: A complete set of surgical instruments (high-quality), and the special crop seed "Elderwort" (which can accelerate bone healing).]

[Current reputation of the pharmacy: Somewhat well-known (and with a reputation among certain groups that "the doctor may be sharp-tongued, but has a soft heart").]

Wang Minyu looked at the line of text and smiled.

"Sharp-tongued but soft-hearted? This persona is ruined."

He picked up a shovel, dug a hole, and planted the seeds of the "elderwort".

Tomorrow will be another new day.

There are even more leeks... oh no, patients, waiting for him to harvest them.

The story of Renxin Pharmacy has only just begun on this old street.