Where's my golden core? Did you think I removed a kidney stone?

Su Ye didn't sleep all night.

But he wasn't sleepy.

The feeling was strange. His body had just undergone a series of ordeals involving puncture, rejection, and fusion, and should have been extremely exhausted, yet his mental state exhibited a bizarre state of excitement, clarity, and lucidity...

"The nascent golden core has perfectly integrated into my body, and there is no longer any sense of rejection. Now I am more like the owner of this golden core than that patient."

Su Yesi felt a cool sensation rising from his waist and abdomen, slowly climbing up his spine, eventually converging at the top of his head, and then spreading out from there. It was like burying his head in a cool mountain spring on a hot summer afternoon, with every nerve being moistened and every brain cell relaxing.

He sat at his desk, feeling an unprecedented clarity, and fell into deep thought.

The fusion of memories brought about by time travel is not perfect. Twenty-four years of life experience and five years of undergraduate and three years of master's medical knowledge were all crammed into his brain. But these memories are like an invisible library. The books are all there, but there is no index. He knows that he has "studied" these things, but when he wants to access a specific knowledge point, he has to search through his mind again and again, just like searching for a specific book in the dark in a library full of books.

This is also why he sometimes gets stuck.

And now...

Su Ye stood up, walked to the bedside, and pulled a dusty cardboard box out from under the bed.

Inside are my medical textbooks from when I was in school.

Systemic Anatomy, Regional Anatomy, Pathology, Surgery, Internal Medicine... stacks of books were neatly stacked, with creases on the spines from being turned over, and Su Ye's name was written neatly on the title page.

It's clear that Su Ye has put in a lot of hard work.

Su Ye pulled out the thickest book—"Surgery," the ninth edition, nearly eight hundred pages.

"If the nascent water-based Golden Core represents the spiritual type, what effects will the spiritual type have on me?"

His gaze fell on the pages of the book.

Then he froze.

The contents of the first page, general surgery, basic concepts of aseptic technique, operating room management regulations, and surgical handwashing procedures and requirements, were memorized instantly after just a quick glance from top to bottom.

It's as if I'm taking a picture of the contents of this book in my mind.

Su Ye turned to the second page.

Page 3.

Reading ten lines at a glance is nothing special.

I go!

But what shocked him even more was not the speed of memorization, but the depth of understanding.

When he turned to the "Abdominal Surgery" chapter and saw the surgical steps of a partial gastrectomy, a complete surgical scene automatically appeared in his mind: these scenes were as clear as a 3D projection simulation. He could "see" where the surgeon made each cut, "see" the layered structure of the stomach wall being separated layer by layer under the blade, and "see" the blood vessels being ligated and the anastomosis being sutured.

Every step is meticulously detailed.

It was as if he had performed the surgery himself.

Su Ye took a deep breath and sped up the page-turning process.

Hepatobiliary surgery...

Thoracic and Cardiovascular Surgery...

Neurosurgery...

He lingered on the chapter on urology for a few extra seconds, mentally replaying the steps of percutaneous nephrolithotomy, which perfectly matched what he had witnessed on the operating table the day before yesterday.

orthopedics……

Less than twenty minutes.

Su Ye closed the nearly 800-page book, "Surgery".

He had memorized every chapter, every surgical technique, and every anatomical point in the book, and not just memorized them! He could recall a complete simulation of any surgery in his mind at any time, from the first incision to the last stitch, every step was clear.

"I now possess strong theoretical knowledge, and I have thoroughly understood it. The wondrous uses of the Golden Elixir have only just begun. I feel that I should now be able to roam freely within the department."

Su Ye leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling.

Reading ability, memory, and comprehension.

All have been significantly improved.

The water-based golden core has only just begun to fuse, and it will take another seventy hours to fully fuse.

This is just the beginning.

……

Before I knew it, it was bright outside the window.

Su Ye turned to look out the window.

The morning light filtered through the thin curtains, carrying a clean, washed-out quality. He got up, walked to the window, and drew back the curtains.

In June, at 5:30 in the morning, the sky was just beginning to lighten.

A breeze squeezed in through the window cracks, gently caressing his cheek. It carried the coolness of dew, the aroma of oil from a distant breakfast stall, and the lingering scent of night rain on the leaves of roadside trees.

Su Ye suddenly felt that the world had changed.

The sky is still the same sky, and the buildings are still the same buildings.

However, everything changed completely from Su Ye's perspective!

He could "feel" everything outside the window.

An elderly man downstairs was walking his dog early in the morning, his steps slow and steady, about thirty meters away. In the apartment building across the street, someone was doing morning exercises, their joints making a soft cracking sound as they moved. Further away, a sanitation truck was slowly driving along the road, the rustling sound of its tires rolling over the wet pavement clearly audible.

He might have been able to hear these sounds before, but his brain would automatically filter out those noises because it couldn't handle too much.

The filter has now been removed.

"Is this what it feels like to be cheating?"

He could sense the direction the wind was coming from, the subtle changes in humidity in the air, and the richer temperature variations he felt when the sunlight touched his skin.

even--

He closed his eyes.

The world outside the window has not disappeared.

Those people, those objects, those sounds and scents were still within his "perception" range, like an invisible net spreading outwards from him, covering an area of ​​about ten meters.

Vague, yet real.

He stretched out his hand and looked at his palm.

The lines on my palms are clearer than before, and the needle marks left by the blood collection needle from last night are still visible on my fingertips.

He clenched his fist, then relaxed it.

"hiss."

But just then, a sharp pain suddenly struck my waist without warning.

Su Ye groaned, his body involuntarily arching, one hand bracing against the windowsill, the other clutching his left waist.

The pain came on quickly and went away quickly, lasting only about five or six seconds before subsiding. But what followed was a violent dizziness. The scenery in front of him swayed, and the morning light outside the window became blinding, forcing him to close his eyes.

This is... the aftermath of the rejection reaction.

The fusion was still in progress, and the integration between the body and the nascent golden core was far from over. In addition, having not slept all night, the wounds caused by the puncture had not yet fully healed, and the weakness caused by blood loss also erupted at this moment.

Su Ye leaned against the wall and slowly walked back to the bedside, where he sat down.

I feel very dizzy.

He glanced at his phone.

5:42 AM.

There are still more than two hours until it's time to report at eight o'clock.

Su Ye thought for a moment, then opened WeChat and found Zhang Yuanping's chat window.

"Teacher Zhang, I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well today. I have a low-grade fever and would like to ask for a day off to rest." This is accompanied by a yellow emoji of someone crying with their head in their hands.

send.

He looked at the message and gave a bitter smile.

On the fourth day of the trek, I started asking for leave.

This residency training program seems a bit like a joke.

But it doesn't matter.

He has much more important things to do now than going to work.

Su Ye placed his phone on the bedside table. The moment he closed his eyes, he could feel the nascent golden core deep in his left waist. It was quietly there, cool and pulsating, gradually merging into his body.

Like a seed, just planted in the soil.

It hasn't sprouted yet.

Waiting for the moment of abundance.

Perhaps only then will the full picture of this world be revealed to Su Ye.