I just became an intern doctor, and the system says I'm a disciple of Mount Shu.

Each group of twenty people competed together, and Zhuo Zhuo stood out the most because of her good looks.

Therefore, many people in the audience were paying attention to him.

When they saw Zhuo Zhuo's dazzling skills, they were all dumbfounded.

Hey handsome, this is a basic surgical skills assessment, not a cooking assessment. What's the meaning of your knife speed being so fast?

They're using a scalpel like a kitchen knife!

Laymen watch the spectacle, experts see the details!

Although Zhuo Zhuo wielded the scalpel like a kitchen knife, many professionals could tell that his operation was not flawed.

As for how many points you get, it depends on the machine's verification.

Tao Zhiyao looked at Zhuo Zhuo on the stage with a slight gleam in her eyes.

Her dream was to become a doctor, but she ended up studying law.

Zhuo Zhuo studied law back then, but later, for some reason, he studied clinical medicine.

Although she occasionally regrets not studying medicine, Zhuo Zhuo cherishes her dream and strives in the medical field.

"It seems like this is pretty good, we're both striving in our respective dream fields."

"Years later, I will still remember you, that there was a boy who accompanied me throughout my youth."

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"Mom!" Zhuo Zhu exclaimed excitedly, "My brother is so fast!"

Although Zhuo Zhuo and Zhuo Zhuo often joke around, they usually have a very good relationship.

"Yes!" Gu Meng nodded and smiled, looking at Zhuo Zhuo on the stage with satisfaction.

She was a writer, but her proudest works were not her books, but her two children.

Both children are very outstanding, well-behaved, and sensible; they are her pride.

"Honey, what do you think?" Gu Meng asked Zhuo Zheng, who was standing to the side.

Zhuo Zheng smiled and shook his head: "I don't know anything about this either..."

"Is this Zhuo Zhuo the one you two are fighting over?" Du Keming, the director of the Department of Plastic Surgery, sat between Cao Wu and Liang Bin.

Cao Wu sneered: "Who stole him? He originally belonged to our department."

Liang Bin scoffed, "He's an intern, how does that mean he belongs to your department? He'll come to our orthopedics department sooner or later."

Du Keming quickly stopped them: "You two, this is a competition, can you please calm down for a bit?"

"But to be honest, Zhuo Zhuo's surgical speed is pretty fast. If she were in our plastic surgery department..."

Before Du Keming could finish speaking, he saw Cao Wu and Liang Bin looking at him with threatening eyes.

He immediately begged for forgiveness, saying, "I was just joking. He's your baby, not mine."

"Besides, what's the use of fast scalpel speed? Our department is plastic surgery, which requires not only fast hands, but more importantly, precision."

"Light blade surgery is fast, but it lacks precision and can easily ruin a patient's face."

Cao Wu and Liang Bin then looked away.

At this moment, Zhuo Zhuo finished the assessment, stepped down from the examination platform, and sat down next to Zhuo Zhu.

He spent a total of four minutes from the start to the end of the assessment.

For the other examinees, the stitching was only halfway done.

Some people might ask, wouldn't it be easier to get a high score if you do it slowly?

Sorry, Zhuo Zhuo is very confident. Even if he is fast, his score will definitely be the highest in the entire game.

That's how confident he is, that's how proud he is.

Gu Meng asked, "Son, is that all?"

Zhuo Zhuo said arrogantly, "Mom, don't worry. For me, speed and score are the same. I will definitely be number one."

Zhuo Zheng: "The surgical assessment is different from your previous written exams. I think it's easier to make mistakes if you go slower."

"Dad, it's all the same to me."

"Alright!" Gu Meng said with a smile, "Don't you know our son's personality and abilities?"

"He wouldn't do something he wasn't sure of."

They then stopped talking and continued watching the assessment on the stage.

"Brother!" Zhuo Zhu whispered, "I just saw a woman who looks familiar. She seems to be one of your high school classmates."

Zhuo Zhuo smiled, knowing who she was talking about: "Don't talk nonsense. Of all my high school classmates, I'm the only one who studied medicine."

"If she were here to watch my match, she would definitely sit with me."

"Perhaps I remembered it wrong!"

A few minutes later, the assessment ended, and all the examinees stepped down from the examination platform.

Ding Heng saw that Zhuo Zhuo was already sitting down below. He curled his lip and muttered to himself, "Hmph, what a fool, trying to look cool like that."

"End the assessment early, and you'll regret it when the results come out."

Ding Heng believed that he had performed exceptionally well in this assessment and was sure to achieve a good result.

"My surgical skills are top-notch among all the interns, especially in suturing; some attending physicians are not as good as me."

"Furthermore, with my exceptional performance in this assessment, I'm sure I'll be able to crush Zhuo Zhuo under my feet."

What he didn't know was that a little over a week ago, Zhuo Zhuo said that his five-door suturing technique had reached the attending physician level.

But that was a week ago; now Zhuo Zhuo's suturing skills have reached the chief physician level.

In addition, even tying knots requires the expertise of a director.

No matter how well Ding Heng performs, he can't compare to Zhuo Zhuo.

Ding Heng turned his head, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Tao Zhiyao, who was sitting in the dozen or so rows behind him.

She stood out in the crowd, with porcelain-white skin and naturally red lips.

She's the kind of person who's stunning at first glance and still stunning at second glance.

Ding Heng looked at Tao Zhiyao again and was still very moved.

"Hmph!" he sneered inwardly. "Once my and Zhuo Zhuo's results are revealed, you'll know who's better."

At that moment, the results began to be announced over the loudspeaker.

[Number 1: 75 points!]

[Number 2: 73 points!]

【…】

There were a total of twenty examination platforms. Ding Heng's examination platform was number fifteen, and Zhuo Zhuo's examination platform was number seventeen.

[Number 14: 78 points!]

[Number 15: 81 points!]

"Eighty-one points!" Ding Heng's eyes lit up, then he exclaimed excitedly, "I actually got such a high score, haha..."

"This score is even higher than I expected. No matter how talented Zhuo Zhuo is, he couldn't possibly achieve such a high score!"

After saying that, he looked smugly at Zhuo Zhuo, who was sitting not far away.

At this moment, Zhuo Zhuo waited for the results to be announced with a relaxed expression, chatting and laughing with her younger sister beside her.

He was very confident in his performance; he was sure he would be number one.

[Number 17: 93 points!]

When the results were announced, the entire venue seemed to freeze, becoming completely silent.

Immediately, a collective gasp erupted.

"93 points? What kind of freak got that score?"

"With these results, no one else needs to be assessed; he's definitely number one."

"Damn, this is insane. Getting over 80 on the basic surgical skills test is already very impressive, and getting 90 is almost impossible, but this guy got 93."

"Is the machine broken?"

"That's probably impossible. All assessments run on the same system. If the machine breaks down, other people's scores will also be displayed incorrectly."

"..."

Ding Heng was completely stunned. When he received the score of 93, he even began to wonder if he was hallucinating.

"It's fake, it must be fake, how could he possibly get such a high score?" Ding Heng kept muttering to himself, finding it hard to accept the reality.

But reason told him it probably wasn't fake.

All assessments are performed by machines; there is no human intervention.

Machines are the fairest and most impartial.

If the machine breaks down, then all their scores will be wrong.

Moreover, this is a machine from the multimodal surgical skills center, a machine that the hospital spent 200 million yuan to build. If it breaks down so easily, it would be a waste of that 200 million yuan.

"Ah..." Zhuo Zhu screamed excitedly, "Brother, you got 93 points!"

Now everyone knows who scored 93.

Everyone looked at Zhuo Zhuo.

Zhuo Zhuo's lips curled slightly, and he said arrogantly, "Keep it low-key, it's just 93 points!"