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"At the very least, one must have been working in their position for three years, or have a clinical doctorate and have served as a Chief Physician for two years to be eligible to perform it."

"You look about our age, I bet you haven\'t even got your physician\'s license yet, have you?"

The male classmate, pointing at the surgery being carried out behind the glass, spoke with a hint of sarcasm.

Being handsome doesn\'t mean you can talk nonsense!?

A third-level operation is something that only a junior Chief Physician can perform under the on-site guidance of a senior physician!

The statement "I\'m familiar with this surgery" was way too cocky!

Medicine should be approached with seriousness!

Even though they liked to joke, this was not something they would joke about!

The male classmate looked down with contempt at Gu Yu, who was dozing off in his chair without responding.

It\'s one thing to not study hard, but another to boast!

The two women also appeared somewhat mock-angry, but just pursed their lips without saying anything.

After all, they weren\'t familiar with Gu Yu and it wasn\'t appropriate to say too much.

Gu Yu appeared to be resting with his eyes closed, but in reality, he was searching for something in the System Mall.

Through the words of that male student, he suddenly realized something.

That was his identity!

Although the other person\'s words were a bit extreme, they were quite correct.

He might have the knowledge and skills of a Chief Physician now, but he didn\'t have a physician\'s license!

That was a problem!

If he wanted to treat people in the future, wouldn\'t that be practicing medicine without a license? That\'s illegal!

Golden Eyes were fine, after all, he wasn\'t going to be a professional Treasure Appraiser, and there wasn\'t a legal standard for that.

After all, appraising treasures didn\'t necessarily require a Treasure Appraiser license...

Though he didn\'t know how the system dealt with the ownership of the Xuhui Street shop, so far no police had come to him claiming he was guilty of possessing unexplained wealth.

This meant that the system had already handled the source of these assets when exchanging for the shop.

But the profession of a doctor... the system hadn\'t matched him with a corresponding identity!

There was no choice; he had to look for a similar background template in the mall.

There were \'Cultivation Families,\' \'Hidden Rich Families,\' \'Military God\'s Families,\' and even ridiculous backgrounds like \'British Royalty\' and \'Hitler\'s Orphan.\'

Cultivation was definitely out of the question, as he didn\'t want to be filmed undergoing tribulation and posted on Dou Ying.

As for Hidden Rich Families and Military God\'s Families, these were too narrow-focused. With so many unrelated skills that he currently possessed, it was somewhat inexplicable.

And with the subsequent backgrounds, being a pure Huaxia person, he surely couldn\'t sport blond hair, blue eyes, and fair skin, right?

Ultimately, after comparing all the fixed templates, Gu Yu didn\'t choose any of them.

Because he felt they were too generic!

They would be easily spotted as flawed!

He chose to assemble his own!

Firstly, he created a Hidden Family background, portraying his grandmother as a military doctor and his grandfather as a Treasure Appraiser Master. Then, he swapped his deceased parents\' identities for scientists concealed by the state, and finally, wrapped his own identity in a top-secret file!

It cost a total of ten thousand Check-in Points!

Add on the medical practice license for one thousand points!

Gu Yu had successfully completely changed the identities of his three generations!

[Ding! 11,000 Check-in Points have been deducted! Your identity information has been updated!]

The system\'s message rang in his mind.

Gu Yu felt a surge of complex family relationship information entering his mind.

Nearly all potential identity issues had been neatly arranged by the system, to the point where even Gu Yu couldn\'t find any flaws!

Opening his eyes, his vision cleared.

Gu Yu looked toward the operating room, where Boss Pu\'s emergency surgery had reached a critical stage.

Professor Dai was inserting a transparent medical tube into Boss Pu\'s chest cavity, and the effusion mixed with blood could be seen flowing into the water-sealed bottle on a short stand beside.

"Ah, what is this step called again? It was covered in the clinical simulation class before, but I\'ve forgotten!"

Upon seeing this step, the girl with the bun hairstyle suddenly stopped writing and asked the two companions beside her with an urgent expression.

"Thoracic effusion drainage?"

The boy also stopped writing, pondered for a moment, and tentatively replied.

"That\'s not right, is it? Although what you said sounds similar, I remember it\'s not what you said, or maybe you\'re not accurate!?"

The girl with a single ponytail shook her head, her expression turning a bit grim.

The three of them had actually forgotten what was taught in class!

How could they continue to record this now?

This definitely cannot be taken lightly! It could cause serious problems!

The three of them looked at each other, at a loss, and while Mr. Dai in the operating room was about to complete this step in the surgery, they still couldn\'t remember.

Just then, the voice of that arrogant classmate suddenly sounded from behind them.

"What\'s the matter? This step is the intercostal tube thoracostomy from the closed thoracic drainage procedure."

Gu Yu stood up, twisted his neck, making cracking sounds.

"Ah! Right! It\'s the closed drainage! I remember now!"

The bun-haired girl\'s eyes lit up as, triggered by Gu Yu\'s reminder, she instantly recalled the knowledge points their teacher covered in class.

She started to write furiously.

But after writing a couple of sentences, her pen suddenly paused.

She turned her head with a displeased look to Gu Yu, "Just now, while we were discussing, Mr. Dai had already completed this step... I didn\'t see the process, and now I don\'t know how to write it!"

Gu Yu helplessly curled his lips and started to explain the procedure in detail to the three.

"For pneumothorax patients, the insertion position is in the second to third intercostal space along the mid-clavicular line, and the depth must not exceed 4–125px... after securing, the drainage bottle must be placed at least 60cm below the level of the drainage port..."

As he spoke, he used his hands to vividly gesture the steps in the air.

His skilled movements even gave the three medical students the illusion that a real pneumothorax patient was lying in front of them!

It was as if the actual surgery wasn\'t taking place behind them in the operating room, but right in front of them!

His index finger moved through the air as though it were a surgical scalpel slicing through the patient\'s intercostal skin, and his hands moving up and down crossed as if he were suturing a wound!

It was incredibly vivid!

The three of them watched very earnestly, fearing they would miss every detail!

No! Even if they did miss something, it didn\'t matter!

All they had to do was ask, and Gu Yu would rewind the steps and demonstrate them again!

This was something you simply could not experience while watching a live surgery!

After all, Professor Dai couldn\'t possibly undo the sutures on a patient and stitch them up again, could he?

In the operating room, Dai Zhengguo looked up to call an assistant to wipe the sweat off his forehead, but his eyes caught the scene in the soundproof observation room!

For a moment, he forgot to call the assistant, his gaze following Gu Yu\'s hands that moved rapidly.

"Is this the intercostal tube thoracostomy for treating pneumothorax? The movements are very standard, without any mistakes!"

"This student... truly isn\'t from the Medical College?"

With a hemostat in hand, Dai Zhengguo stood frozen on the spot.

"Dr. Dai? What\'s wrong?"

The female surgical assistant at his side saw him suddenly stop moving and hurriedly asked.

They were in the middle of surgery! Dr. Dai\'s behavior was genuinely alarming!

"Ah? Oh, quick, wipe the sweat off my face!"

Dai Zhengguo was brought back to reality by the call and quickly turned his face for the assistant to wipe his sweat.

After the assistant carefully wiped the sweat off his face, he turned back around, only to find that Gu Yu had stopped.

For a moment, he even doubted whether the scene he had just witnessed was an illusion!

A student who looked no older than twenty-two or twenty-three and was not from a medical specialty, how could he possibly learn a third-level surgical technique so proficiently just by watching it performed once?

Even a genius with a photographic memory wouldn\'t be able to do that, right?!