Chapter 1110

Zhou Chun Yong was watching the live broadcast of a teaching surgery, and had already become numb from watching it.

His wrist ached a bit; a few days ago, Zheng Ren used the Hemostatic Forceps to tap the radial styloid position, and it still hasn't healed; as the Hemostatic Forceps struck repeatedly in the live broadcast, waves of sharp pain came.

After Zheng Ren came to Di Du to do a teaching surgery in hepatobiliary, Zhou Chun Yong himself also took on two patients and began attempting to perform TIPS Surgery.

The surgery had some hiccups, but overall went smoothly; forty minutes per case.

This left Zhou Chun Yong overjoyed and full of vigor—not because he'd spent little time, or because the Shou Bing went smoothly and made him happy, but because he realized he had vaguely made progress, and his entire technique level had been enhanced.

He felt a little smug; all his efforts were worth it. Using his Technique to crush Zhu Liangchen, he announced to the Du Du hepatobiliary that he was still the boss!

This is damn the king's return!

But as he watched today's teaching surgery live broadcast, the more he watched, the more guilty he felt.

The learner was a certain professor at Heidelberg University; exactly who, Zhou Chun Yong didn't bother to check—he only needed to know that the person holding the Hemostatic Forceps and tapping the operator's radial styloid was Zheng Lao Ban.

With the progress of his Technique, Zhou Chun Yong once had an 'illusion,' feeling that he had already caught up to that young Zheng Lao Ban.

Young people, they always love to show off. Once they have a bit of research result, they want everyone in the world to know.

Hiding one's clumsiness is a word young people don't understand.

Without a technique that others lack, what basis is there for respect? Although Zhou Chun Yong didn't look down on Zheng Ren, he also no longer respected him as before. He had once regarded the teaching surgery live broadcast with a bland gaze, looking down on it.

He didn't watch the overnight teaching surgery live broadcast the day before, because he was already old and couldn't stay up. That time, it was the victory of the cultivators' faction, not Zhou Chun Yong's. (Note 1)

This time, after watching three Shou Bing, his gaze had already become dull.

The operator was strong, although he looked especially fat…… The sterile gloves used for the Shou Bing, Zhou Chun Yong wore size eight, which already counted as having relatively large hands, and the gloves had to be specially requested from the Head Nurse. But the operator in the teaching surgery live broadcast probably needed to wear size nine and a half gloves.

Nevertheless, his hands were extraordinarily dexterous, his level a bit higher than mine; Zhou Chun Yong so judged.

However, even such a strong operator with high Technique level was still constantly being struck by the Hemostatic Forceps. Whenever any detail showed the slightest leak, an erroneous action, like some kind of incantation, would summon the Hemostatic Forceps.

Operators whose level was higher than mine were all beaten into this sorry state; what about me? Zhou Chun Yong asked himself.

It seemed my level still wasn't enough; after three Shou Bing, three teaching surgery live broadcasts, Zhou Chun Yong realized all his previous thoughts were illusory.

It was just me overthinking……

Zhou Chun Yong finally understood that Zheng Ren, Zheng Lao Ban, were not youthful and reckless, not fond of showing off; having a bit of Technique surpassing ordinary people, they wanted the whole world to know.

They truly stood at the peak of Technique in the Interventional Medicine Discipline, looking down upon all beings; whereas I am merely one among those multitudes, and I suspect Zheng Lao Ban has forgotten me.

Zhou Chun Yong felt a wave of shame.

The more he watched, the more dazed he became; some of the operator's mistakes could be seen as stemming from old habits, while other mistakes I still haven't corrected to this day. If I were standing on the Operating table, the 'pa-pa' sounds probably wouldn't be much fewer.

Abroad, Zheng Lao Ban's attitude was nearly stern.

And the operator's Technique restraint was also gradually being cracked open by the Hemostatic Forceps; Zhou Chun Yong knew the operator had gained a lot. In the foreseeable future, this operator's Technique will surely undergo a breakthrough explosion.

No, Zheng Lao Ban is a treasure; I must hold onto Zheng Lao Ban.

Zhou Chun Yong weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and after balancing gains and losses arrived at such a Conclusion.

"Dang dang dang~" the knocking sound rang out, interrupting Zhou Chun Yong's thoughts.

He dully raised his head, looking at the silhouette outside the semi-transparent sand-finished glass door, and responded in a low voice.

At this time, whoever came to find me was either a patient's family delivering a red envelope or the factory Manager. And watching the teaching surgery live broadcast further held no meaning for me.

If I wanted to break through the Technique barrier, I could only accept the Hemostatic Forceps striking again and again, just like when I first entered clinical training, being scolded repeatedly by my mentor teacher.

Tang Manager walked in with a familiar smile. Behind him followed not the former young guy, but a twenty-three or twenty-four-year-old pretty girl.

This girl was very tall, with long legs; her facial contours were somewhat hardened, yet she didn't give a hard impression, but rather carried a hint of heroic spirit.

In her youthfulness lay a hint of heroic spirit, making her look especially pleasant.

Zhou Chun Yong understood Tang Manager's meaning: when encountering problems, women are generally easier to communicate with than men.

Like the previous salesman, if he dared to pester me in my office, Zhou Chun Yong could unhesitatingly kick him out. But with this girl, Zhou Chun Yong could only look on helplessly.

He had a bit of a headache; Tang Manager, after all, was an old acquaintance from before, a relationship spanning many years. Saying it lightly or heavily would both be inappropriate.

"Have a seat." Zhou Chun Yong said.

"Director Zhou, let me introduce: this is the newly arrived salesperson Liu Xiao Jie. This isn't someone you're familiar with; I'll temporarily hand over this side's business to her to handle." Tang Manager said with a smile.

Liu Xiao Jie, though a bit reserved, still performed a Jiu Gong, took out a business card, and handed it to Zhou Chun Yong with both hands.

Zhou Chun Yong took it; Liu Xiao Jie's hands were very white, very slender, fingers long, nails not painted in various colors, looking especially clean and pleasant.

"Hmm." He glanced at the business card and casually put it aside.

Heaven knows when this business card will finally be thrown into the trash can.

"Xiao Liu, this is Director Zhou I've told you about many times. Back then, if it weren't for Director Zhou's patronage, our company couldn't have stood firm in Di Du." Director Tang said.

"Director Zhou, I just graduated from university; if I ever do something wrong in the future, please criticize me, I will definitely correct it." Liu Xiao Jie was also straightforward, unable to utter a single hesitant word, speaking frankly and openly to Zhou Chun Yong.

Zhou Chun Yong nodded, then fell silent.

"Director Zhou, I've booked a private room at the old place this Evening; I hope you'll grace us with your presence." Seeing Zhou Chun Yong silent, Tang Manager directly stated his purpose.

"No need for a meal." Zhou Chun Yong pointed at the PAD in front of him and said: "I'm watching the teaching surgery live broadcast; I really have no time."

"Tang Manager leaned over to take a look and said: "Your level is so high, yet you're still studying; this kind of spirit..."

"Xiao Tang, no need for idle talk; let me be frank: the consumables for the TIPS Surgery, you can't move on your end. As for other consumables, I will definitely leave you a certain quota, but the quantity must also be reduced."

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Note 1: The victory of the cultivators' faction, the phrasing of this chapter—who originally said it? Please come forward and claim credit! A wordy remark, but still one should sleep early and rise early; everyone, stay well.