Chapter 111: What on Earth is Going On

But contrary to Liu Zhuren's expectations, Zhao Zhuren looked humble, like a junior Doctor who had made a mistake, and was not flying into a rage.

Watching Ji Xiang put on the Lead Clothing and kick open the Airtight Lead Door of the operating room to walk inside, only then did Liu Zhuren feel the air in the control room soften slightly.

"Xiao Wu, what is going on?" Liu Zhuren asked in surprise.

As for the matter of Ji Xiang going in to lend a hand, Liu Zhuren did not pay it any mind. He assumed Ji Xiang was curious and wanted to put on Lead Clothing to go in and take a look.

Ji Xiang's behavior was a bit excessive and broke the rules, but these were all minor matters.

Zhao Zhuren being able to sober up was the major matter.

"Zhuren, I don't know either," Wu Zong said in a low voice.

"Hua Zong, you come down."

Just as they were speaking, Zhao Zhuren's voice came from in front of the control console.

"Ma Jiaoshou, you act as the assistant, be careful. No, I have to put on Lead Clothing and go in."

"!!!"

Liu Zhuren was completely stunned.

What is Zhao Zhuren trying to do?!

For an Emergency Rescue, he wants to let a Standardized Training Student like Ji Xiang act as the surgeon?

Even when letting students perform surgery, one doesn't just let them do it like this!

But before Liu Zhuren could question him, he saw the Interventional Department's Zhao Zhuren hurriedly put on a piece of Lead Clothing, kick open the Airtight Lead Door, and walk inside.

Liu Zhuren watched this scene in dumbfounded silence; he felt that he had either broken down, or Zhao Zhuren was acting crazy from alcohol.

"Zhao Zhuren!" Liu Zhuren pressed the button on the intercom, "Are you not sober yet?"

"Why don't you come do it?" Zhao Zhuren looked back and said in an extremely aggressive tone.

This was the real Zhao Zhuren; usually, the way he did things was just like his physique—tall and sturdy, full of oppressive force.

Before Liu Zhuren could finish his single sentence of questioning, he was directly rebuffed by Zhao Zhuren, who didn't consider what Liu Zhuren was thinking at all.

"Zhuren, you come."

The next second, Zhao Zhuren's fawning, sycophantic words nearly knocked Liu Zhuren to the ground.

Who was he talking to?

Who was he talking to!

"A person only has one face; try to save some of it."

A cold voice came through the intercom.

Holy crap!

Liu Zhuren was stunned instantly; the one speaking was actually the little Standardized Training Student Ji Xiang, who was standing in the surgeon's position!

Would Zhao Zhuren kick him directly in the lower back?

The two had worked together for many years, especially after the Interventional Department's Four Great Vajras had left one after another; to perform a partial Kidney Resection, they needed an interventional Doctor to provide escort, so the relationship between the two Zhuren, Liu and Zhao, had always been quite good.

Liu Zhuren knew this colleague's temper and character too well; he seemed to have already seen what would happen a second later.

However, the next second, Liu Zhuren was moved to tears.

Zhao Zhuren seemed to have changed his personality; he was humble to the point of being in the dust, and said apologetically, "I drank a bit of alcohol today, and thinking about how our hospital has shrunk from its peak of nearly one hundred beds to thirty now, I feel terrible inside..."

"Your technical level hasn't improved, the Doctors under you can't grow, and you, a Zhuren, actually have the nerve to cry."

Liu Zhuren's eyeballs nearly fell out.

Everyone knew this truth, but no one dared to say it to his face.

It was natural to be protective of one's technical skills; a subordinate Doctor wasn't one's own son, so why teach them everything?

Besides, was there any benefit to teaching them? It wasn't uncommon to encounter a subordinate Doctor with poor character who would directly turn against you and kick the old Zhuren out.

Moreover, Interventional Surgery consumed radiation; even if Zhao Zhuren wanted to teach, there had to be someone willing to learn.

But...

Liu Zhuren was listening intently to the conversation inside like a rabbit, when suddenly the technician at the control console next to him let out an "Ah."

The sudden sound gave Liu Zhuren a fright.

"What's wrong with you!"

"Liu Zhuren, sorry." The technician stared blankly at the screen, "The surgery... the surgery..."

"Is there a problem?!" Liu Zhuren hurriedly composed himself and turned off the intercom to avoid having anything said on this side be heard by the hot-tempered Lao Zhao and causing unnecessary trouble.

He knew it was unreliable; what if the surgery was botched? Liu Zhuren's heart rose into his throat.

"The surgery is being done so damn amazingly!" The technician's finger pointed at the nearly invisible Micro-guidewire on the screen that was currently performing a Super-selection.

"!!!"

"Liu Zhuren, I've watched Zhao Zhuren's surgeries many times." The technician's eyes were fixed on the advancing Micro-guidewire, his eyes full of stars.

Mentioning Zhao Zhuren, he suddenly sobered up and hurriedly pressed the intercom button, afraid that his bad-mouthing would be heard by Zhao Zhuren and he would be scolded severely.

"For this blood vessel's Super-selection, if it were Zhao Zhuren, it would take at least an hour, with 3 to 5 attempts at Super-selection, and it might not even succeed. But this surgery, it went straight in."

"It was a guess, right?" Liu Zhuren asked.

"You're the one guessing, can you even talk!"

Zhao Zhuren's rough, scolding voice came through the intercom.

Two negatives made a positive; these words were still heard by the Interventional Department's Zhao Zhuren, but he didn't seem to care about the technician saying his "level was low," only caring about Liu Zhuren's evaluation of the surgeon.

"Uh... Zhao Zhuren..." Liu Zhuren was stunned.

"This is the display of talent, tempered by at least one thousand surgeries! You call this high-level skill of a one-time successful Super-selection a guess? Where have your eyes grown?"

"Shut up," Ji Xiang scolded coldly, "Watch the surgery properly."

"Yes, yes, yes, Zhuren."

Zhao Zhuren of the Interventional Department turned his face faster than turning a book page; his attitude when speaking to Ji Xiang was completely different from his attitude when speaking to Liu Zhuren.

Liu Zhuren was left speechless.

As long as the surgery was done well and smoothly, he was unwilling to offend Zhao Zhuren. Regardless of who was performing it, as long as the bleeding could be stopped, he would have no objections even if they dragged a dog up to complete the surgery.

If the surgery failed, even if the surgeon was the top-tier Gu Lao in the country, what would be the point?

"Zhuren, was there any particular technique to that super-selection just now?" Zhao Zhuren asked, fawning.

"The Patient's third-level blood vessel is quite deviated. You have to press the micro-guidewire against the wall and flick your wrist at the bifurcation of the vessel. The timing must be precise; you can only flick your wrist at the bifurcation. If it's too early or too late, you won't get in."

"But that position..."

Liu Zhuren listened silently as Zhao Zhuren of the Interventional Department asked Ji Xiang for advice on technical methods. Gradually, he could no longer understand what Ji Xiang was saying, but he could feel that Zhao Zhuren's questions were becoming increasingly serious.

What was going on?

A wave of confusion washed over him; Liu Zhuren found it increasingly difficult to understand this little Standardized Training Student.

Ji Xiang had made a huge splash in the grand competition, breaking the records of the Zhao father and son more than a hundred times.

But that was just a gimmick; for a Clinical Doctor, it was merely a slap in the face to Dean Zhao. At most, one might add a compliment that the kid had a future, and that was it.

Yet on the operating table, he was teaching Zhao Zhuren how to perform super-selection while simultaneously placing the Spring Coil.

Angiography showed no active bleeding, and in less than ten minutes, he announced the end of the emergency surgery.

This surgery,

was done way too damn fast!

And it wasn't just fast; it was even steadier and better than the work of Zhao Zhuren, who had the highest level of Interventional Embolization skill at the Second Affiliated Hospital!

(End of this chapter)