Chapter 121: with translation of chapter title

The rarer the Blood Vessel, the finer, the more tortuous, the harder it is to achieve super-selective success in one attempt.

Hepatic Artery, uterine Artery, and renal Artery—such Blood Vessels are, in front of the Blood Vessel that Zheng Ren will super-select, all straight highways to heaven.

The spinal cord supplying Artery is the most complex; Zheng Ren carefully calculates the dosage of the contrast agent, like a miser, each injection of contrast agent undergoing meticulous analysis and calculation.

Afraid that the contrast agent would reach the maximum dosage the human body can tolerate, thereby forcing the Shou Bing to be unable to continue.

As for the radiation dose that Director Pan worried about, Zheng Ren is not worried.

The System-equipped Lead clothing that converts radiation energy displays extremely strong attributes; the longer Zheng Ren stands in the Operating Room, the less he feels Fatigue, instead becoming more energetic, and his operations become increasingly precise.

Watching Zheng Ren super-select the spinal cord supplying Artery from outside, Professor Pai was dazed; as the super-selective succeeded, he let out a sigh.

Director Pan, fearing that Zheng Ren had reached his physical limit, immediately asked: 'Professor Pai, what's wrong?'

'Director Pan, your Inpatient Chief is really impressive!'

'Ah?'

'The spinal cord supplying Blood Vessel does not have a uniform anatomical structure; the differences between individuals are almost huge. If I were to do this Shou Bing, I would absolutely not touch the spinal cord supplying Artery.'

Saying that, he paused, somewhat excitedly pointing at the image on the big screen.

'If I were to do it, my body couldn't take it anymore; my movements would inevitably deform, and I couldn't be that accurate. Look at Chief Zheng's technique—it gives me the illusion that he's gradually entering a state of perfection.'

Director Pan was astonished.

Wearing dozens of jin of Lead clothing while performing the Shou Bing, nearly three hours have passed, and yet he can still gradually enter a state of perfection? This isn't a joke, is it?

Ancient generals, fully armored, also have a limited time to exert their strongest combat power.

Is Zheng Ren possessed by Zhao Zilong of Changshan, who went in and out seven times?

After successfully super-selecting the spinal cord supplying Artery, the contrast imaging still shows it is not supplying blood to the upper part of the liver tumor.

At the same time, those in the operating room felt a little relief.

If it is this Blood Vessel, then it means the Shou Bing cannot continue.

Aortic contrast imaging, Zheng Ren selected several suspected Blood Vessels for super-selective, but none were the tumor-supplying Artery.

Gastric short... intercostal... all arteries showed no signs of supplying blood to the tumor.

It was like looking for a needle in a haystack; Zheng Ren had no other choice but to try bit by bit.

None of them...

Zheng Ren carefully recalled, searching through his master-level intervention memory.

Or could it be the diaphragmatic Artery? Not certain, the probability is small, but we need to try.

Just as he was about to super-select the diaphragmatic Artery, Zheng Ren suddenly heard a ding-dong sound.

【Physician's Parent Heart (II) Quest time starts countdown.】

【Ten……】

【Nine……】

Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment, even forgetting he still had one Quest.

He glanced at the Quest prompt in the upper right corner of his field of view; the completion rate was 62%, barely enough to count as completed.

【Five……】

【Four……】

If it ends now, he should be able to claim the reward. Whether it's Skill points or Experience Points, Zheng Ren needs them.

But he only hesitated a little, then ignored the emotionless voice of the System mechanical female voice, stubbornly and obstinately beginning to super-select the diaphragmatic Artery.

System Quest?

Let that Big Pig Trotter get lost!

Not completing one Quest is no big deal.

After the System mechanical female voice finished counting down, it vanished into thin air; Zheng Ren didn't bother with it at all, instead carefully and meticulously super-selecting the diaphragmatic Artery.

Microguidewire super-selective succeeded……

Microcatheter entered……

The high-pressure syringe began injecting the contrast agent, the dosage controlled by Zheng Ren with extreme precision.

As the contrast agent entered the diaphragmatic Artery, after one second, the upper part of the liver tumor appeared on the big screen of the catheter room operating room like a shy maiden, half-hidden, half-revealed.

'Wow!' Chu Yan zhi jumped up all of a sudden.

Chu Yanran softly exhaled, her body leaning against the wall; previously too tense, once she relaxed, her legs went weak.

Director Pan waved his right fist, as if he personally saw soldiers charging through the enemy's dense artillery fire, ascending the main peak, beginning to bayonet fight, and capturing the position.

And Professor Pai leaned back against the wheelchair's backrest, slightly closing his eyes.

Afterwards, there was no difficulty left; it was all routine operation.

This young man……

He managed to get it after all!

Ten minutes later, the Shou Bing ended.

Zheng Ren took a piece of sterile gauze and pressed on the patient's femoral Artery puncture point.

Su Yun lowered her head and walked in, her hand on the gauze, using her shoulder to push Zheng Ren aside without saying a word.

This guy was angry; Zheng Ren wanted to say something, but his mouth was still clumsy, so he ended up holding back.

He tore off the sterile surgical gown, threw it into the contaminated bin, and Zheng Ren walked out of the Operating Room.

Outside, the sky had already darkened; time flew by, and Zheng Ren sighed.

A bottle of water appeared before him; it was Xie Yiren.

Zheng Ren smiled, giving an awkward thanks.

'Chief Zheng, thank you.' Chang Yue expressed his deepest Inner Mind gratitude in a somewhat blunt manner.

"Of course." Zheng Ren took the purified water and took a big gulp.

"Little Zheng, come over." Professor Pei smiled and beckoned to Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren responded and walked over.

"Your Technique, you must have done some further training at a Hospital, right?" Professor Pei asked: "Or you practiced specially with your advisor during school."

Zheng Ren smiled, without speaking.

Professor Pei was merely expressing his appreciation and did not expect an answer.

"In a while, there will be a national annual conference of the Interventional Medicine Discipline; are you interested in attending?" Professor Pei extended the invitation.

"Depending on the situation... I am actually a surgeon." Zheng Ren said.

"Huh?"

"My medical license's registered practice scope is the General Surgery Department." Zheng Ren explained, "Because I was transferred to the Emergency Department recently, so I can also perform related Emergency Shou Bing."

Professor Pei saw Zheng Ren anxiously explaining, then smiled: "I wasn't asking about that, why the rush. Your skill is indeed good, talent high, and you're very patient."

Seeing Professor Pei praise him, Zheng Ren smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

Director Pan asked concernedly: "Are you tired? Want to take a break?"

"Not tired." Zheng Ren stood straight, just in the right spot, Director Pan casually threw a punch, landing on Zheng Ren's chest.

This is a habit in the military, meaning praise and commendation. But in the Hospital, no one does that, especially since Zheng Ren had been standing for a few hours of Shou Bing while wearing dozens of jin of Lead clothing.

Director Pan immediately realized, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Zheng Ren quickly pounded his chest with his fists, making a thumping sound, to show he was fine, just like that gorilla climbing the Empire State Building.

"Little Zheng, what's your education?" Professor Pei smiled.

"Undergraduate."

"I have a spot for a master's-doctorate continuous program next year; are you interested in coming to be my Doctoral student? No exam needed, I'll handle all the procedures, you just need to come."