Chapter 113: Catching an Affair in the Act

Zhao Zhuren pinched his own thigh hard, then let out an "ouch."

It hurt, it really hurt.

Could it be real?

All sorts of thoughts were immediately shattered by the brilliant surgery.

"Here!" Zhao Zhuren didn't even look at the screen; with a flick of his wrist, the mouse pointer landed on the pause button.

The older generation wasn't used to using keyboard shortcuts; everything was done with the mouse.

Precise and effective, even though his eyes remained fixed on the Micro-guidewire on the screen, even though he felt like he was dreaming.

"The Super-selection is done well, truly well, better than I could do." Zhao Zhuren was mesmerized; the moment the Micro-guidewire entered the Segmental Renal Artery from the Renal Artery was so delicate and exquisite that, to him, the most beautiful adjectives in the world couldn't describe it.

After watching it once, Zhao Zhuren wasn't satisfied, so he rewound it to keep watching.

After watching it a full ten times, Ma Jiaoshou asked, "Zhuren, at the time, that trainee... Ji Yisheng seemed to say to press the Micro-guidewire and keep it against the wall as much as possible."

"!!!"

Zhao Zhuren suddenly realized; that young doctor named Ji Xiang had been teaching him at the time.

"That's right, it should be like that."

As he spoke, Zhao Zhuren made a hand gesture.

His wrist bent slightly, his thumb pressed against his index and middle fingers, and then with a gentle flick of his wrist, the phantom Micro-guidewire gave a slight twitch.

This movement was performed quite smoothly; Zhao Zhuren felt as if he had drunk sweet nectar, his whole body feeling extremely comfortable.

He had hit a ceiling in his technique for many years and had long been unable to break through.

This was a matter of individual talent, and Zhao Zhuren hadn't even thought about breaking through. After all, his age was a factor; things he couldn't do when he was young, he certainly couldn't do now.

But today, because of a few words from Ji Xiang, Zhao Zhuren vaguely heard the sound of the ceiling cracking from within.

"Zhuren, that's not right, it should be like this."

Ma Jiaoshou was also mesmerized; he raised his right hand and made a similar gesture to Zhao Zhuren.

Although the posture was similar, the handling and resolution of the problem were completely different.

"Wrong!"

"I think it's just like this."

The two began to argue.

Ma Jiaoshou, who was usually extremely respectful to Zhao Zhuren, seemed like a different person, stubborn in his own opinion and firmly refusing to believe that the Zhuren's posture was correct.

He even began to recall the hand gesture Ji Xiang had used at the time.

"The white porcelain with blue flowers..."

The cell phone rang, and the Head Nurse glanced at it before immediately answering the call.

"Head Nurse, where is my Lao Zhao?" Zhao Zhuren's wife asked directly after the call connected, not being polite at all, as if she were pointing at the Head Nurse's nose and berating her.

"Sister, Zhao Zhuren went to the hospital to perform a surgery." The Head Nurse kept her composure and hurriedly explained.

"Isn't he out drinking? Can he still perform surgery after drinking? When did the rules at your Second Affiliated Hospital change?"

The Head Nurse could hear the jealousy in Zhao Zhuren's wife's words; she also knew that woman's temper, so she hurried to explain.

"Sister, it's because there's a patient in the Urology Department with bleeding who needs our Interventional Therapy to stop it. The surgery is very difficult; the patient only has one kidney, and we can't perform an Embolization on the primary vessel. In the whole Provincial Hospital, no one but Zhao Zhuren can handle this surgery."

Zhao Zhuren's wife was slightly satisfied, but still said with plenty of jealousy, "Little Sister Li, I've called many times, and it doesn't seem like he's in surgery."

"Huh?"

"When he's in surgery, his phone is always left in the operation room, not taken into the operating theater; I know the rules. But in the past, if he didn't answer, someone else would. Today, no one answered at all!"

The Head Nurse was startled.

Speaking of answering the phone, there had been a joke about it before.

A young nurse who liked to joke around had once answered a call from Zhao Zhuren's wife and casually replied that Zhao Zhuren was taking a shower and would be out soon.

Consequently, Zhao Zhuren came to work the next day with a bruised and swollen face.

Since then, everyone had been very cautious about similar matters.

But not answering the phone was absolutely impossible.

Only the operating theater in the Interventional Catheter Room had lead shielding; the signal in the operation room was fine, so there was no possibility of it not going through.

Besides, there were nurses and technicians outside; someone could always help answer the phone.

Thinking of this, the Head Nurse suddenly froze, her heart thumping "thump, thump, thump."

Could it be that after the surgery ended, Zhao Zhuren, emboldened by the alcohol...

"Little Sister Li, are you at home?"

The way she said this was already somewhat off.

"Yes," the Head Nurse answered immediately.

"I'm downstairs at your place; do me a favor, Sister, and go find Lao Zhao," Zhao Zhuren's wife said grimly. "Two minutes, can you make it downstairs?"

"..." The Head Nurse felt helpless; fortunately, she hadn't changed her clothes yet. She agreed and put on her shoes to go downstairs.

Seeing the Head Nurse walk out, the expression on Zhao Zhuren's wife softened.

"Little Sister Li, I'm really sorry to bother you so late," Zhao Zhuren's wife apologized. "My Lao Zhao was always messing around when he was young; I suppose you know that too."

The Head Nurse knew about those messy affairs, but that was from the last century; she hadn't expected Zhao Zhuren's wife to still be holding onto it.

It would be better if they had just divorced, the Head Nurse thought to herself.

"It's fine, I'm worried too," the Head Nurse said, pretending to be anxious. "Zhao Zhuren drank a bit too much today, and when he remembered some old colleagues, everyone was crying their eyes out. Then he went to the hospital for surgery; I'm afraid he might have just fallen asleep somewhere."

Hearing the Head Nurse explain it this way, Zhao Zhuren's wife's emotions stabilized slightly.

After getting into the car, the Head Nurse made a few phone calls.

Zhao Zhuren did not answer the phone; the department said Ma Jiaoshou had gone to perform a surgery and had not returned yet, but the Resident Chief had already returned and was lying down.

The Head Nurse called Ma Jiaoshou again, but still, no one answered.

What is going on?

Zhao Zhuren's spouse also felt that something was wrong; their Lao Zhao shouldn't be out fooling around with some wild woman, it seemed like something had truly happened.

Driving in a hurry to the Second Affiliated Hospital, the Head Nurse took Zhao Zhuren's spouse straight to the Interventional Catheter Room.

The light was still on, and the Head Nurse felt slightly relieved.

Opening the door, faint sounds of talking could be heard coming from inside the room.

The Head Nurse felt suspicious; the door to the Operating Room was open, and the lights inside the Operating Room were off.

Only the light in the control room was on.

Please don't, please don't!!

The Head Nurse felt more and more that something might have happened; she wailed in her heart and deliberately slowed her pace by two steps, letting Zhao Zhuren's spouse walk in front.

As for her, she prepared herself; as long as she didn't see anything she shouldn't, she just had to make sure no one died.

"Director, be gentle."

"Lie still, don't move."

"Are you comfortable in this position?"

"It's alright, just bear with it."

From the control room, the intermittent voices of two men drifted out.

"%…（……（*&" Countless alpacas galloped through the Head Nurse's heart.

Zhao Zhuren actually had this hobby?

How had she never heard of it?

Zhao Zhuren's spouse walked over on tiptoe, arrived at the doorway, and suddenly kicked the door with a bang.

"Zhao Xiangming, what the hell are you doing!"

(End of chapter)