Chapter 1163: with translation of chapter title

Liu Xiao Jie finds this place very unfamiliar, unlike Feng Xu Hui who has a faint sense of friendliness.

She stood in the operating area, observing the Operating Room; the equipment is from five years ago, but looks new, probably hasn't been used many times.

This kind of small place…

"Xiao Jie, sit down." Feng Xu Hui sorted the things in the box into categories, tidied them up, then closed it, only then feeling at ease.

"Manager Feng, did Chief Zheng used to work here?" Liu Xiao Jie sat down and asked lightly.

She had a preliminary understanding of this doctor who flatters her company manager; although she wasn't deeply impressed by places like Mayo Clinic, having just graduated and still youthful and reckless, she didn't think Chief Zheng was that impressive.

"Well, back then I sold company products in the Dong Bei region's sales through a promotional event, and that's how I met Chief Zheng." Feng Xu Hui limped as he put the box in an unobtrusive place, then also familiarly found a sofa to sit down.

The dilapidated small hospital in a fourth-tier city, with a limping superior manager who looks a bit ridiculous, Liu Xiao Jie felt it was truly terrible.

This is not the life I wanted; in my imagination, after graduation I would become an urban white-collar beauty, working nine to five, becoming an elite in the industry through busyness—not running to a fourth-tier small city with this foolish, disabled manager to rush supplies to a doctor under thirty who is said to be awesome.

If it weren't to find the cause of failure, Liu Xiao Jie would have long been unwilling to just go through the motions.

There's basically nothing worth learning; everything is a mess, not matching Liu Xiao Jie's aesthetic.

"Xiao Jie, that person is Wang Zong of 912." Feng Xu Hui quietly introduced to Liu Xiao Jie, thinking this girl is quite capable, having followed along all the way without complaining.

"912? The 912 in Di Du?"

"Well, last December, Director Kong proposed poaching Chief Zheng to 912, but Chief Zheng wasn't at ease about his family. So 912 used four Inpatient Chiefs to replace Zheng Lao Ban, and they came. They're expected to go back soon; I don't know who will come next." Feng Xu Hui stated this fact.

"Um…… Liu Xiao Jie froze for a moment."

What Mayo Clinic, what visiting professor—too distant for Liu Xiao Jie. A newly graduated student wouldn't think it's that awesome.

However, the reputation of 912 is known by almost everyone domestically.

Among her classmates, besides those who entered graduate school, no one could get into a tertiary Grade-A hospital on par with 912.

Even if they graduate as master's or doctoral students, those who can stay are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. Feng Xu Hui's remark unintentionally touched a sensitive spot in Liu Xiao Jie's heart.

For medical students, domestic large tertiary hospitals naturally inspire a sense of sacred reverence.

Could he really be that impressive?

If I could go to 912, I'd probably be so excited I couldn't sleep for days. Yet this Chief Zheng refuses, actually forcing 912 to send four Inpatient Chiefs to support this mountain ravine.

Seeing Liu Xiao Jie's somewhat dull expression, Feng Xu Hui smiled and said, "Chief Zheng is indeed very impressive."

Liu Xiao Jie was speechless; through the Lead glass she watched the legendary Chief Zheng performing Shou Bing inside. It was him—Director Zhou Chun Yong unhesitatingly abandoned the imported consumables he'd used for years, not hesitating to break ties with old relationships.

She's not stupid; she long knew her failure was due to this reason.

It's just out of unwillingness to admit, or because Zheng Ren is too young, not seeming like a professor worthy of respect but like a classmate. Such honest, simple classmates are plentiful—some rush to bring me meals, some invite me countless times only to be outright refused. In short, Liu Xiao Jie's Inner Mind still feels a hint of contempt toward this young Zheng Lao Ban who seems like a classmate.

"How can he do Shou Bing alone?" Liu Xiao Jie suddenly realized something was off and asked in surprise.

Shou Bing isn't done by one person; Teachers said that repeatedly in school, so her impression is deep.

"No way, Interventional surgery—there aren't many who know how at City First Hospital." Feng Xu Hui said: "Before, Fugui'er helped Chief Zheng, and Yun Ge'er could also assist. But this time Chief Zheng returned in a hurry, so he could only do it alone."

Fugui'er—this name… really full of rural vibes; it seems this is Manager Feng mentioning it for the second time.

Unconsciously, Liu Xiao Jie's impression of this place worsened a bit. Even the laminar airflow in the Operating Room where one breathes carries a hint of earthy odor.

"Brother Feng, busy?" Xie Yiren walked in, eyebrows curved, she smiled at Feng Xu Hui, but without waiting for him to speak, she habitually went to a spot near the corner that still overlooks the whole scene, where she could rush into the Operating Room at First Time if needed, and sat down.

Wang Zong looked at the operation on the machine screen in the operating area, somewhat Confused.

He doesn't understand Interventional surgery, but from the basic images he can still see where the problem lies—just like Zheng Lao Ban's earlier judgment, it's a thrombosis of the superior mesenteric vein.

The incidence of this disease is not high, and the chance of complications with Clone-like Disease is also low. Zheng Lao Ban's diagnosis is truly impressive, Wang Zong thought.

However, because he doesn't know Interventional surgery, he can't truly feel how impressive Zheng Lao Ban's Shou Bing is; he simply thinks the Shou Bing was done quickly.

"Probably a simple Shou Bing," Wang Zong thought. He hoped sending the video of this Shou Bing to Su Zong would let them escape the Director's clutches.

After more than ten minutes, the Lead door opened; Xie Yiren and the circulating nurse went in to tidy up and help Zheng Ren bandage the puncture site.

Wang Zong quickly downloaded the Shou Bing recording, then greeted Zheng Ren, went to use a hotspot link, and sent this Shou Bing video over.

"Su Zong, the video has been sent to your email." After sending, Wang Zong made a call home.

On the phone, a faint roar from the Head of Vascular Department could be heard, seemingly angry because the phone ring interrupted his train of thought.

Su Zong weakly defended himself, not even having time to say a word to himself before hastily hanging up.

Still the same, Wang Zong smiled.

At home, I felt the Directors' style was a bit rough. But after being out for a while, I actually started to miss them.

Having learned and become proficient in many Shou Bing here, Wang Zong thought that going back he should be able to startle them.

Hurry back, wait for the anesthesia to wear off completely, then together with Zheng Ren lift the patient onto a stretcher and send them to the ICU for overnight care.

"The effect is not bad, no need for catheter thrombolysis." Zheng Ren said: "Normally, the condition should gradually recover within about three days post-Shou Bing. If you feel uneasy, you can do a vascular CTA when the patient's condition permits."

"Oh, okay." Wang Zong thought it wasn't a major Shou Bing, so no need to pay special attention.

Even if it's just cutting a segment of intestine, it's no big deal—just a basic Shou Bing.