Chapter 1189: 1157 Why Is the Gap Between People So Huge

The deformed intestines were all reduced and placed neatly according to normal anatomical positioning; the posterior peritoneal cavity was irrigated and sutured, with a drainage tube left in place.

The abdominal cavity was irrigated, the Shou Bing ended, and preparation to close the abdomen began.

The Surgery live broadcast signal was cut off; Hu Yan Hui came in and removed Zheng Ren's head-mounted live broadcast glasses.

"Zheng Lao Ban, awesome!" Hu Yan Hui exclaimed while removing the live broadcast glasses.

"Why do you need to say that?" Su Yun said while sucking out the irrigation warm saline, saying: "Just state the numbers; praising the boss is useless."

"Looking at the data, at the start it was at an average level compared to usual. Then there was a brief dip, but after the Shou Bing reduced the deformed intestines, the numbers began to rise rapidly, continuing until the end, and the data were still rising." Hu Yan Hui said excitedly: "The previous peak was 20,878 concurrent viewers; today this number was refreshed, with the final concurrent count at 22,019."

"It seems interventional doctors are still few." Su Yun sighed: "The audience isn't enough; even if it's high-end, nobody watches."

Hu Yan Hui clicked her tongue; twenty thousand people online, and in Yun Ge'er's mouth that becomes 'nobody watches'? Don't set your expectations too high, okay?

Now the peak is twenty-two thousand; is Manager Peng's heart disease acting up again?

Peng Jia remained at Heidelberg University Medical Center for treatment of his heart condition, but the company's operations did not stall because of his departure.

Isn't this not good? Hu Yan Hui pondered while collecting her eyes and the live broadcast equipment. It should highlight the Leader's importance, but the Leader isn't home, yet the data hit a new high.

Forget it; this isn't something a lowly staff member should ponder. There are various vice presidents above; they'll think about how to report this to Manager Peng.

After packing up her things, Hu Yan Hui happily picked up her phone, suddenly recalling Su Yun's comment about having dinner tonight.

Really troublesome; why do we have to eat? Hu Yan Hui's face showed a gloomy expression as she picked up her phone and sent several WeChat messages.

"Boss, do you think the county doctors, after completing this Shou Bing, are also worried and scared inside?" Su Yun closed the abdominal cavity, finished the final suture, and the patient just woke up from general anesthesia.

"With such severe infection and deformity, resolving it in a county hospital is basically impossible. The doctors there are probably terrified, especially once the patient starts running a fever. So I suggest the patient come to Di Du for treatment to see if it can be resolved." Zheng Ren speculated.

Such an ultra-high-difficulty Shou Bing is already a considerable Challenge for Zheng Ren, let alone a small-town doctor.

They might not even realize they made a mistake; Zheng Ren's estimation also greatly enhanced their level. This kind of appendix is very long, hidden through the hernia orifice in the retroperitoneal area; county doctors likely wouldn't notice. They would only feel somewhat Confused by the postoperative patient's persistent fever, unable to find any cause.

"Zheng Lao Ban, your skill is truly high; this set of instruments is also not bad." A Team-leading Professor of Gastroenterology Surgery said enviously.

"Well, mainly because the instruments are good; the small Blood Vessel clamps are relatively sturdy, otherwise we'd lose an extra 27 ml of blood." Zheng Ren said casually.

The Gastroenterology Surgery Team-leading Professor was speechless.

You see, they say the Shou Bing went well mainly because the instruments are easy to use; otherwise, the amount of blood loss would be precise down to the milliliter.

Tsk tsk, although he didn't really believe it, he didn't dare to refute. Who knows whether that much blood would actually be lost?

Their Shou Bing is indeed better than mine; even Director Wei would probably not measure up to this young Zheng Lao Ban.

They have high skill and a big mouth; whatever they say goes.

The Team-leading Professor silently watched Xie Yiren wipe the instruments, preparing to send them for cleaning and disinfection, his eyes blazing.

If I had such a set of equipment, my skill could at least increase by 10%.

But just thinking that the blades alone cost $233 makes all envy vanish. I fly Flying Knife for a living, earning 20,000 per Shou Bing; would I really spend one-tenth of that on blades?

And that's just one blade; what about the whole set of instruments?

If I worked every weekend without rest, toiling all year, I still wouldn't know if I could afford such a set of equipment.

Most likely I still couldn't afford it.

Sigh, a professor from a top-tier national tertiary hospital, going out to fly Flying Knife and being fawned over by many, yet still can't afford a set of instruments.

The gap between people—how can it be so huge?

"Zheng Lao Ban, your Shou Bing is truly awesome!" Professor Feng said as Zheng Ren turned and stepped down, approaching him.

"It's fine, it's fine." Zheng Ren laughed.

"Do you usually perform your teaching Shou Bing as well?" Professor Feng asked softly.

Zheng Ren understood, smiling: "Just call me when there's a suitable patient. As long as I have time on my end, I'll come lend a hand."

Zheng Lao Ban is really meticulous! Professor Feng praised inwardly.

If it were someone else, they'd likely have other reservations or the notion of cherishing their own broom; but Zheng Lao Ban hesitated not at all, directly agreeing.

He seized the Opportunity, saying: "Zheng Lao Ban, then I'll take it as your agreement."

"Mm, no problem." Zheng Ren laughed, exchanged a couple of pleasantries with Professor Feng, came to the operating room, saw Hu Yan Hui had already packed up the live broadcast equipment, holding her phone and heading out, finding it amusing.

Looking at Hu Yan Hui's face, which seemed to have gotten a tan and was glowing with radiance, perhaps Su Yun is right—she must be in love.

But who is she in love with? Little Feng? They might have developed feelings over time abroad? Seems unlikely. Abroad, I haven't seen them exchange a few words.

Zheng Ren was also a bit curious, pondering inwardly, better wait until Evening dinner to talk about it.

"Little Hu, for dinner tonight, welcome Professor Liu; don't be late." Zheng Ren said with a chuckle.

Hu Yan Hui raised her head in a panic, her steps somewhat disordered.

"Okay, okay, Zheng Lao Ban." She said while walking out, "Bang!" she bumped into the doorframe.

Zheng Ren covered his forehead; Hu Yan Hui's flustered demeanor—hard to believe she is actually the luckiest employee at Xinglin Yuan.

However, being able to take charge of the live broadcast alone proves her Luck Value is super high. Zheng Ren avoids looking at Hu Yan Hui, lest she fumble and bump into something again. If she really pretended to faint, we'd have to rescue her first, which would be too troublesome.

After the Gastroenterology Surgery Inpatient Chief took over the patient, Zheng Ren and Su Yun then went to change clothes.

"Old Liu is working proficiently downstairs; he said he wants to write medical records together with Chang Yue." Su Yun said, "I don't know what kind of scolding Chang Yue will give him."

"Why scold him?" Zheng Ren absentminded, recalling the recent Shou Bing.

"Boss, I'm not talking about you; if it were you writing the medical records, you'd also get scolded into a dog by Chang Yue." Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren with disdain, blew a breath, her black bangs fluttering, "Do you know why I never touch medical records?"

"Because Chang Yue writes well?"

"Because she writes overly nitpicky, not a single flaw can be picked out. People like her, if you join her in writing medical records, you'll surely be disliked."

Su Yun belongs to the type of person who is especially clear-headed.