He Zhizhou, once a man standing at the pinnacle of world surgery, grew weary of endless high-intensity surgeries. He concealed his identity to work as a resident doctor in the Emergency Department of Jiangcheng First Hospital, entirely devoted to slacking off and coasting. He would sleep on the job and write sloppy medical records, being viewed as a useless connection hire. When a cardiac arrest patient was brought in and everyone was helpless, He Zhizhou casually saved them. "Just good luck." He turned over and went back to sleep. Replantation of severed limbs: "Sutured, don't disturb my nap." Aortic dissection: "Done, has the takeout arrived?" Global difficult case consultations, he was busy playing video games. The president collapsed, "I beg you to stop slacking! Patients worldwide are lined up waiting for you!" He Zhizhou didn't even raise his head, "Today's numbers are full, please come early tomorrow."