Chapter 1176: with translation of chapter title

1145 Inevitable Failure (22500 extra chapter, seeking monthly tickets)

Gao Shaojie's long-awaited teaching surgery is about to begin.

He still remembered the first time he went into surgery with Zheng Lao Ban, when he quietly asked, "Don't hit me with the hemostatic forceps."

How foolish he was back then; every time Gao Shaojie thought of this, he felt deep regret.

Being hit with the hemostatic forceps can correct many bad operational habits, improving one's skill level—this is literally a pie falling from the sky.

Back then, he actually didn't want it and even begged not to have the pie drop.

Truly foolish, Gao Shaojie thought to himself.

He had once imagined that, setting aside family and other factors, if he had followed Zheng Lao Ban back then, his current skill level would not be inferior to Professor Rudolf Wagner's.

"Zheng Lao Ban, don't hold back today—hit however you need to." Gao Shaojie saw the patient already on the operating table, and he earnestly said to Zheng Ren.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren was somewhat surprised; although Gao Shaojie had been hit before, he still seemed quite concerned about saving face.

"Zheng Lao Ban, it's not that after being hit a few times by you I feel my level has improved. Today you must absolutely not hold back—next time you come, who knows when that will be?" Gao Shaojie said.

"Sure." Zheng Ren readily agreed.

"Old Liu, you're going to Di Du, so don't compete with me for this teaching opportunity." Gao Shaojie turned and said to Liu Zewei.

The patient was one they had saved up together; by rule, whoever's patient it is should perform the surgery. But Liu Zewei was going with Zheng Ren to Di Du for further study, so Gao Shaojie didn't hold back.

Anyway, Liu Zewei is going to Di Du, where there will be plenty of opportunities—why fight over just one or two surgeries with myself?

Seeing Gao Shaojie go to disinfect and lay out the surgical drape, Hu Hai was somewhat surprised and asked, "Old Liu, what's going on? What hitting?"

He lowered his voice, fearing Zheng Ren might misunderstand.

"Huh? You don't watch the surgery livestream at Xinglin Yuan?" Liu Zewei also seemed surprised.

"Every day we can't finish the surgeries; exhausted, I go home and just flop onto the bed like a corpse, too lazy to even eat—who has time to watch that thing?" Hu Hai said offhand, but then immediately realized, "Wait, what surgery livestream?"

Because Zheng Ren had never performed neurosurgical interventional procedures, the word-of-mouth among neurosurgeons was not widespread.

Moreover, Hu Hai, a Team-leading Professor who does both surgical and interventional procedures, is busy as a dog every day, so it's not surprising he doesn't know.

"Zheng Lao Ban is opening a surgery livestream at Xinglin Yuan, teaching TIPS Surgery. Old Hu, burying your head in work all day isn't right—you need to look up and see the road." Liu Zewei and Hu Hai weren't very close, so he didn't say too much.

Hu Hai stared for a moment—surgery livestream? He had a vague impression, but had heard it mentioned by junior doctors in the operating room. At the time he thought it was a joke, never expecting the person doing the surgery livestream to be that Zheng Lao Ban he had long admired. (Note 1)

Hu Hai wanted to ask something, but held back until Gao Shaojie finished laying the drape, Zheng Ren scrubbed up for surgery, the airtight lead door closed, and then he quietly asked, "Zheng Lao Ban dares to do a surgery livestream? That's amazing!"

"A surgery livestream isn't that impressive." Liu Zewei watched through the lead glass as the two inside took their positions and began the surgery, his eyes showing a slightly fervent glow.

Hu Hai gasped— a surgery livestream, that's no joke; if something goes wrong… if it's the same kind of mistake he made last time, he'll never be able to hold his head up in academia again. Not to mention academia, he might even be sued by patients' families and have his medical license revoked.

Zheng Lao Ban actually dares to do a surgery livestream—that's what you call skill and boldness. But what does Liu Zewei mean? If a surgery livestream isn't considered impressive, then what is?

"Zheng Lao Ban is doing a teaching surgery livestream." After the puncture, the puncture kit went in, and Liu Zewei faintly saw the cold light of the hemostatic forceps flash, saying with envy. But thinking that he himself would soon be able to receive the teaching surgery, his mind eased considerably.

Hu Hai also saw this scene, and he exclaimed in astonishment, "Old Gao is doing a teaching surgery livestream? No wonder—professors from the Provincial Hospital can still draw some people."

He guessed wrong, thinking it was probably financial support from the people at Xinglin Yuan, or that Zheng Lao Ban had forced the request, making Gao Shaojie compelled. After all, the Provincial Hospital is a large tertiary hospital ranked among the top fifty nationwide, and a Team-leading Professor there also has some reputation in the field.

"Ah, Old Hu, you're so enthusiastic about Zheng Lao Ban—don't you know anything about him?" Liu Zewei sighed and said.

Liu Xiao Jie perked up her ears behind them, listening carefully.

"You think it was Zheng Lao Ban's demand? If it weren't for Old Gao having invited Zheng Lao Ban early to do surgery, with a decent relationship, Zheng Lao Ban wouldn't bother doing a teaching surgery livestream. If it weren't for the two of us pleading, Zheng Lao Ban would have just gone straight back to Di Du."

"……"

"A few days ago, Zheng Lao Ban did a livestream at Heidelberg Medical Center, with Professor Gade as the operator—you've heard of that name, right?"

"Uh, is that the especially fat professor?"

Liu Zewei nodded.

Hu Hai had an impression of this person—he had only seen him once, at the Global Interventional Medicine Discipline Conference four years ago. It was just that Hu Hai had seen him, while Professor Gade had not seen Hu Hai.

Professor Gade sat on the presidium giving a lecture, while Hu Hai was sitting in the audience listening.

Hu Hai wanted to say something, but by the time it reached his lips it turned into a sigh.

"Professor Gade was hit by Zheng Lao Ban in thirty livestream surgeries—anyway, I was left dumbfounded."

"Uh… why the hitting?"

"How does Old Gao's level compare to mine?" Liu Zewei asked.

"Before, they were about the same; looking at recent surgeries, Old Gao seems a bit stronger than you." Hu Hai spoke frankly.

"When he saved you that time, Zheng Lao Ban also gave Old Gao a lesson in teaching surgery, hitting him with the hemostatic forceps. Otherwise, you'd think he earned his better surgery just by luck?" Liu Zewei said lightly.

Just thinking about how he was about to go to Di Du to undergo the baptism of the hemostatic forceps made his blood boil.

"Uh…" Hu Hai was speechless.

Liu Xiao Jie's two ears were buried under her shiny black hair, twitching slightly, extremely nimble as they threaded through the black hair and protruded, not daring to miss a single word.

She was like an elf, but the words she overheard turned her into a dwarf figurine, standing there foolishly.

Is it really that impressive? No wonder I'll be utterly defeated in Di Du.

"……"

"……"

Note 1: From the very beginning, I've seen many people complain—how could opening a livestream not be known by everyone?

As I understand it, grassroots hospitals have no upward channel; even if they learn, they may not get to perform surgeries, so not many people care.

In high-level tertiary hospitals, the Inpatient Chief works like a dog, almost sticking out his tongue. After finishing his own patients, the Team-leading Professor has to go run flying knives on weekends—I truly admire them, they're full of energy. Therefore, not having word-of-mouth knowledge seems reasonable to me.

Don't slap my face; let's just tentatively assume this.