Chapter 1105

Zheng Renhe and Su Yun chatted a few words, then went out to have breakfast.

Professor Gai De· Mu Le had already made all preparations here; the miserable assistant ran out before dawn, not knowing where he fiddled with a whole fresh liver, then brought it back, bloody, to do Nuclear Magnetic Resonance diffusion.

Before starting the lecture, completing all preparations is damned hard.

Junior doctors and assistants inevitably have to do all the menial work; there's no way to avoid it. Once you become a senior surgeon, you can boss others around. Everyone gets there this way, no exceptions.

When Zheng Ren arrived at the demonstration room, the fresh liver was already laid out on the lecture table, while the dissection instruments were few—just some common clinical tools.

Professor Gai De· Mu Le looked at the calibrated imaging system and the animal liver on the table emanating a bloody smell, and was very satisfied.

Doctor Zheng, there's not much to criticize this time, right?

He looked forward to the upcoming lecture, especially after watching those two surgical recordings last night, which made him even more eager.

The emergency surgery he performed in Heidelberg proved how high Doctor Zheng's skill is. Moreover, that teaching live‑stream surgery showed that Doctor Smith, whose level was similar to his own, has made a leap forward.

After a night of painful struggle, Professor Gai De· Mu Le finally decided he must undergo the baptism of the hemostatic forceps.

As long as I can improve my surgical skill and not let Rudolf fall too far behind, every effort is worth it.

Although he knows that Rudolf Wagner may well not stay in Heidelberg later, he is convinced that without progress he will be eliminated.

Looking at the blood‑filled animal liver and at the nuclear magnetic resonance diffusion performed on it, he felt anticipation and satisfaction. He hoped Doctor Zheng would also be satisfied, and Professor Gai De· Mu Le felt especially reassured.

The door was pushed open, and Professor Rudolf Wagner entered first.

He scanned the surroundings like a male lion patrolling his territory. But after only one second, the professor immediately bent over and made an extremely graceful inviting gesture.

Changing expression is faster than turning a page; the motion is practiced to perfection, natural and harmonious.

Zheng Ren followed, his complexion still somewhat pale, carrying a silver‑white box in his hand.

Professor Gai De· Mu Le hurried over, trotting to Zheng Ren's side, smiling and reaching out to help him carry the box.

"No need." Zheng Ren gave a perfunctory smile, said lightly, then carried the box up to the podium.

Professor Gai De· Mu Le felt a bit embarrassed, wondering whether his action was somehow not in line with Eastern behavioral customs.

Originally Su Yun wanted to help him lift it, but Zheng Ren wouldn't let go at all. He loved this box and all the instruments inside it to the core, never wanting to release it.

It's just for dissection, no special sterilization needed; the silver‑white box is a bit cold.

Opening the box, Professor Gai De· Mu Le was instantly stunned.

Inside were over a hundred surgical instruments, everything one could need, dazzling to behold. Compared to this, the dissection tools he had prepared for Zheng Ren seemed rather lacking.

What are all these? How can they be so complete?

No wonder they're doing a dissection demonstration; now I understand, Professor Gai De· Mu Le formed his own judgment.

Surgeons are like race car drivers, especially those who pursue excellence. All their equipment is custom‑made, best suited to their surgical habits, allowing them to unleash their strongest technical skill.

To be proficient in both surgery and intervention truly deserves praise as a man whose hands have been kissed by Heaven; Professor Gai De· Mu Le admired this in his heart.

Zheng Ren selected a handle and said to Su Yun, "Let's keep this handle stored separately from now on."

"Boss, the surgical instruments are sterilized—you don't think doing an autopsy means you can't operate on patients, do you?" Su Yun's mocking tone made one want to beat him up.

But Zheng Ren is used to it.

"I know, but I expect we'll have many dissection lectures ahead, so it's better to take out one blade for dedicated use." Zheng Ren said expressionlessly.

Su Yun shrugged, indicating he had noted it, then took out a specially made blade, still in its packaging, handed it to Zheng Ren, and went to his seat.

The blade is specially made, resembling a willow leaf, slightly unusual, but Zheng Ren, after system training, has grown accustomed to its use. Ordinary generic blades cannot be mounted on a privately customized surgical knife. To Zheng Ren this is quite a hassle, but since it works exceptionally well, he tolerates it.

Professor Gai De· Mu Le did not sit down until Zheng Ren began preparing to perform the dissection; then he sat and watched attentively.

"Little Feng, get the boss two sets of TIPS surgery consumables." Su Yun said.

Feng Xu Hui still trailed behind, dragging his large suitcase; hearing Su Yun say that, he froze for a moment.

"At Mayo Clinic, they use just two sets of consumables for demonstrations, and I think the boss likes it." Su Yun said with a smile: "Use one set, throw away the other—going from frugal to extravagant is easy."

Feng Xu Hui didn't understand, but still followed Su Yun's instructions, producing two sets of consumables and placing them beside Zheng Ren's hand.

Zheng Ren smiled, said nothing, and began the lecture.

From the very start of identifying the location, Professor Gai De· Mu Le was completely absorbed.

When have interventional medicine doctors ever enjoyed such treatment, being able to directly observe anatomical structure and actually see where the guidewire and catheter go?

He explained in detail what it feels like wherever they go.

Having listened for less than five minutes, Professor Gai De· Mu Le's blood boiled.

So that's how it is!

A series of such feelings welled up from his heart—truly too intuitive, too clear, too obvious!

Why have Doctor Smith's and Professor Rudolf's skills leapt forward? Being struck by the hemostatic forceps is part of it, but more importantly, it's this kind of dissection!

Because regarding the liver, interventional doctors cannot see the anatomical structure.

Not to mention interventional doctors; even surgeons—who can see such a clear and obvious anatomical structure?

He knows what position the guidewire and catheter reach and what tactile feedback that gives; Doctor Zheng also explains it in detail.

But as for why that tactile sensation occurs, Professor Gai De· Mu Le does not know.

Seeing the dissection and listening to Doctor Zheng lecture, his mind kept producing new understandings.

So that's how it is,

So that's how it is!

So that's how it is!!

It's just too damn intuitive, Professor Gai De· Mu Le's face flushed bright red, his excitement peaked, his hands trembled slightly, and he could hardly contain the excitement in his Inner Mind.

Not only his hands, but the flab all over his body was trembling; Su Yun, sitting to the side, frowned and moved away a bit.

Heidelberg's demonstration room differed from Mayo Clinic's; it wasn't a lecture hall and was relatively small. People in the back couldn't see clearly, and they kept standing up to move forward.

The crowd was pushing and shoving, a bit chaotic.

Su Yun was somewhat dissatisfied, turned his head and glanced over, then said softly: "Fugui'er, haven't you people here ever seen the world?"

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The chapter name, Willow Leaf Blade, was given by Huódòng Jūn Dàdà, I really like it. Coincidentally today the new moderator Lùcǎo Mèizi wants to open a QQ group. Such a big thing, coinciding with this chapter Willow Leaf Blade, feels life is very wonderful.

Thanks to Hěn Wúnài Bǎnzhǔ; if it weren't for Hěn Wúnài Dàrén, the live broadcast room wouldn't have achieved its current results.

Afterwards there is a single chapter; now I feel a little Tension, I'll go write.