The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1900 I can only cure one disease!

Two years later, at Beijing Capital International Airport,
The taxiing plane slowly descended.
"Dear passengers, we are about to arrive at Beijing Capital International Airport. Please fasten your seatbelts."

As the flight attendant's voice rang out, the plane slowly landed.
Carrying his luggage, Zhang Cheng walked out of the passageway, wearing a black trench coat, and his gait resembled that of a bat.
Snape: See that? That's my student!
Dumbledore: Are you referring to the Dark Lord, the most terrifying figure in the history of the wizarding world?

Sirius Black: Damn slug, it was you, it was you who let him out of Azkaban!
Reaching the crowded street, Zhang Cheng looked at the missed calls on his phone and immediately rubbed his head.

Those two years at New York Medical School were truly torture!

Thanks to his exceptional physical condition, Zhang Cheng's daily routine consisted of performing one surgery after another, transforming him from an assistant into a surgeon.

This year, Zhang Cheng surpassed the total number of surgeons in the entire medical school with an extremely exaggerated figure!

It's fair to say that if Zhang Cheng had been willing to stay at New York Medical School, he could have easily become a renowned doctor earning millions a year!

Don't say that the salary level is low now, but you should know that Zhang Cheng alone is enough to support the entire surgery department!
Even the doctors in his department couldn't help but curse him as an animal behind his back!

"Drip drip!"

The phone rang, and Zhang Cheng picked it up, saying, "It's me, Director. Yes, yes, I just got off the plane! Are you coming to pick me up? That's not really appropriate, is it? Okay, I'll wait for you!"

Standing by the roadside, Zhang Cheng closed his eyes to rest.
Just then, a black Sampo stopped in front of us.

Looking at the dean of students he hadn't seen for two years, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Director, this is really too much trouble for you!"

"Oh dear, how can you call this trouble? You've really brought honor to Renhe!"

Looking happily at Zhang Cheng, the head of the teaching department took out a magazine about the Lancet and said, "Look, now who doesn't know your name!"

Looking at the magazine in his hand, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "I'm just helping out!"

"Too modest, too modest!"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng in the rearview mirror, the dean of students quickly said, "The principal has already made arrangements. You can rest for a few days and then report directly to Renhe Surgery Hospital."

"But I don't have a license in the country!"

Staring in shock at the head of the teaching department, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but be surprised.

"You don't need to worry about that. The academy will handle it for you. As you know, our country has a large population, and there is a severe shortage of top-notch surgeons. So Zhang Cheng, you need to be prepared that you're coming back to take on a major responsibility!"

When he spoke earnestly, the head of the teaching department became serious.

"Don't worry, Director, I've come back this time only to cure one disease, and that is poverty!"

Looking at the head of the teaching department with a serious expression, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but speak.
He honed his surgical skills through countless trials at New York Medical School, all to ensure that not a single mistake was made!
Renhe Hospital, Doctors' Dormitory
Just as Zhang Cheng walked in, Qiu Shui stared wide-eyed in disbelief and exclaimed, "Zhang Cheng, you're back!"

"Long time no see, Qiu Shui!"

Waving at Qiu Shui, Zhang Cheng looked at him in his white lab coat and said, "So you've all started your internships!"

"Hey, I'm just doing my internship while studying, how can I compare to you, the king of surgery on the scalpel!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng happily, Qiu Shui couldn't help but punch him on the shoulder and say, "Well done, brother! You've brought glory to Renhe!"

"hehe!"

A smile appeared on Zhang Cheng's face. He didn't say much, because his qualification for the Willow Leaf Blade was entirely due to his own strength, without any shortcuts.

After all, the human body's limit is eight surgeries a day, but Zhang Cheng can keep going as long as there are patients, even if the medical staff changes midway, he can work without sleep.
That is why Zhang Cheng is known as the "King of Surgery"!
This is not only the respect of surgeons for him, but also the gratitude of countless patients!

Just as Zhang Cheng and Qiu Shui were chatting, Du Zhong stared wide-eyed and exclaimed, "Damn, have I been playing too many games? Am I hallucinating?!" But just as Du Zhong was about to go back to clear his head, Hou Pu shouted incredulously, "Zhang Cheng, you're back!"

"Holy crap, it really is him!"

He pounced on her, and Du Zhong immediately shouted.
Just as everyone was getting excited, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Alright, I'll put my luggage away first, and we'll talk again tonight!"

"Okay, okay, you go quickly, I'll go and notify the others!"

After speaking to Zhang Cheng, Du Zhong quickly ran out.

When his former classmates heard the news of Zhang Cheng's return, they immediately rushed out.

Looking at everyone's expressions, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile and say, "No need to say anything, eight o'clock tonight, you've got guts, pfft, the restaurant across the street, it's on me!"

"it is good!"

Everyone laughed as they looked at Zhang Cheng with delight.

But after completing the inspection, Zhang Cheng asked in surprise, "Where is Xin Yi?"

Magnolia!

Silently watching Zhang Cheng, Qiu Shui stepped forward and said, "Xin Yi is ill; she has stage two kidney cancer."

Upon hearing Qiu Shui's words, Zhang Cheng froze on the spot, because even if Xin Yi had kidney cancer, it wouldn't have manifested now!

Could it be that my presence caused a problem?

"Phase two? That's quite troublesome!"

Looking at Qiu Shui, a hint of seriousness appeared in Zhang Cheng's eyes.
Just then, Huang Qi pointed at Zhang Cheng and said, "By the way, Zhang Cheng, the Lancet said that you can precisely remove cancerous organs, is that true?"

As Huang Qi finished speaking, everyone looked at Zhang Cheng in disbelief.

It is precisely because of studying medicine that everyone realizes just how terrifying cancer truly is. It is an incurable disease, and the goal that all medical students strive to conquer throughout their lives.
The problem is, with their current methods, they simply can't do it!

"If it's stage II kidney disease, all that's needed is to clean out the diseased organ and perform a transplant. I've done many types of surgeries abroad, but the cost is very high!"

Addressing the crowd, Zhang Cheng wore a calm expression, as if he were discussing something very simple.

He actually performed this kind of surgery at New York Medical School, but it was rare. Those who could afford it were all top-tier billionaires who had resources, money, and connections, making it easy for them to find a "backup plan"!
"If he can do it, then what about Xinyi? Can he, he, he do it too?"

Seeing Zhang Cheng, Qiu Shui and the others quickly stepped forward to inquire.
"I need to get checked before I know, because as you all know, suitable organs are not common!"

Addressing Qiu Shui and the others, Zhang Cheng began to explain.

"If it can be done, how much would it cost?"

Just as Zhang Cheng finished speaking, a person appeared behind him, staring at him intently.
And this person was none other than the Demon Blade.

She looked at Zhang Cheng with hope in her eyes, clearly unwilling to give up on Xin Yi.

"I only cure one disease, and that is poverty. Therefore, I don't charge you."

Turning his head to look at the demon sword, Zhang Cheng smiled.
Money was just a number to him; when he ran out of money, he knew to rob.

Moreover, with the expansion of his "talent pool" over the past two years, Zhang Cheng doesn't mind doing good deeds at all.

He performs fewer of these surgeries abroad because patients are less likely to pay the fees he demands. But in China, he'll do them regardless of the cost or the patient's willingness. He's driven by his passion, willingness, and love for the procedure!
(End of this chapter)