Dr. John Smith stared at his mobile phone. Although the video had been cut off and the picture was fixed on the last frame, he didn''t move for a long time.


    The operation... Was surprisingly good. It''s not like Wu''s first operation. All his movements are so skilled and exquisite.


    In particular, the most troublesome and difficult step of surgery - the step of separating pulmonary cystadenoma from the fetal chest is beyond Dr. John Smith''s imagination.


    A cotton swab, saline cotton swab, a little free. Pulmonary cystadenoma appears in the surgical field like a peeled orange.


    It''s amazing!


    This is a great operation!!


    Dr. John Smith has performed similar operations in the past. This step requires electric burning, blunt separation and hemostasis. Sometimes after cutting off the tumor, hemostasis in the fetal lung becomes the most troublesome step.


    If you don''t want to have a headache, you must be careful, careful and careful when blunt separation.


    However, all this was solved by Wu with a saline cotton swab!


    Dr. John Smith was filled with emotion and blood. At this moment, he really wanted to go to the operating table and try Wu''s operation.


    A cotton swab opened a door in Dr. John Smith''s heart.


    The magnificent scenery behind the door was dimly visible, but he knew that the threshold was too high and he might not be able to pass.


    Knowing is one thing, and whether you can do it is another.


    Textbooks are there. There are only a few top doctors in the world. Not everyone can do it.


    "John, the operation is over," said the white man lying on the beach chair with some regret. "It''s a pity that Wu didn''t make a mistake. John, I think your information is wrong."


    "Absolutely not." Dr. John Smith still looked at the screen. He knew what the white man meant. "Massachusetts General Hospital has never had fetal surgery. Please believe me, I am an expert in this field."


    The white man shrugged his shoulder and drank the beer in one gulp.


    "It''s hard to imagine that Wu''s technique should be so skilled. Damn it, why didn''t I have a video!" Dr. John Smith clenched his fists like a beast and shouted in a low voice.


    "Better than you?" the white man asked in surprise.


    "You know, it took Wu 58 minutes to complete the operation. If it were me, it would take at least 2 hours. That''s only when the operation is smooth."


    "How did he do it? Damn it, is this an abominable talent!" Dr. John Smith put down his hands and looked at his cell phone suspiciously.


    "Maybe he practiced secretly." the white man said indifferently, "but it''s no use. He has left the center of the world stage, and his future achievements must be limited. No one will pay attention to him, even if his talent is strong."


    "Steven, you don''t understand," said Dr. John Smith. "Wu''s operation has broken through the limits of human beings. You know, fetal operation is the highest level of operation, which may be described as one, but there are not many comparable operations."


    "So what."


    "Wu only used a cotton swab, a cotton swab!" Dr. John Smith stood up and shouted at the blue sky on the beach of Miami.


    All puzzled, all confused, all confused and some emotion were yelled out in the cry.


    A cotton swab


    Completed the world''s top surgery!


    "No, I''m going to have an operation right away." Dr. John Smith picked up his cell phone and called his assistant.


    "Little Jones, find a fetus with pulmonary cystadenoma, about 26... No, about 30-32 weeks."


    "Damn it, why do you talk so much!"


    "Cancel your vacation, now! Now!! let your girlfriend find your best friend and give them enough time to cultivate their feelings. What you have to do is go back to the operating room and I have to have an operation!"


    "Now, now! Remember, pulmonary cystadenoma, 30-32 weeks!" he repeated and hung up.


    Dr. John Smith''s roar echoed on Miami Beach, with the tide of the sea as the background. His voice seemed to be louder than the waves, and several noisy seagulls circled above him.


    "John, you''re like a big boy seeing his first girlfriend." the white man poured another glass of beer. "Don''t be so excited. Everything Wu has done is meaningless. Of course, if you can get anything, I''ll congratulate you."


    "You''re wrong, Steven," said Dr. John Smith. "After seeing this operation, even I think Dr. Anthony is wrong."


    "We have lost our awe of many things. Is it the most powerful empire in the history of the world? I don''t know much about history, but I always feel that a huge and ruling empire will collapse in an incomprehensible way, just like what happened in 1991."


    "Your understanding of the world is really naive." the white man laughed. "This is the most perfect empire of mankind. Without one, we will rule the world forever. Whoever poses a threat will be crushed and become history."


    Dr. John Smith didn''t argue with the white man. He began to pack his things.


    "John, you won''t give up your vacation. Do you really want to go back for surgery?" the white man asked in surprise, unable to understand Dr. John Smith''s behavior.


    "There must be an operation!" said Dr. John Smith. "There is no operation video. Damn it, I forgot this. While I still have memory, the blunt separation technique with a cotton swab needs to strengthen memory and become a self instinct of muscles."


    "My God, you are such a stubborn old man." the white man looked at Dr. John Smith incomprehensibly. "This is Miami. There are sunshine, waves, beaches, children''s laughter, white clouds and beautiful girls. You should say to go back to craftsmanship at this time!"


    "I think I can make progress, dear Stephen, give up your stubbornness. Although you are the first-class cardiac surgeon in the world, but..."


    "I want to take a good vacation and go to London for consultation in a few days." the white man said with a smile. "In the field of cardiothoracic surgery, I am the first in the world, although you all say Wu is the strongest."


    "I think there''s something wrong with your perception of the world." Dr. John Smith packed his things and turned and strode away.


    Watching Dr. John Smith leave in the sun and on the beach, a white man named Stephen Dudley fell silent.


    He used to hide his surprise by being tough. When John Smith left, he began to recall the operation.


    Wu is really strong. He completed the world''s top surgery with only one cotton swab!