Chapter 1247: and translation of chapter title

Three people changed clothes first, Su Yun said with a smile: "Boss, Fugui'er is back, do you feel like you've gained wings like a tiger?"

"Not bad." Zheng Ren felt nothing, after all, as an existence at the peak of intervention, he no longer felt any need for an assistant.

He could operate with both hands, did he still care about an assistant? Well, of course it would be better if he had one.

"How boring, even from an emotional standpoint, you should consider Fugui'er important, right?"

"Oh, I'm happy that Fugui'er is back." Zheng Ren said.

Our boss really is a conversation ender; Su Yun was utterly speechless.

"Director Zheng Lao Ban, the patient's diagnosis and Shou Bing are fine, right?" Director Ye still worried.

"It's not a big problem; to say 100% would be daring, but it's likely fine, Director Ye, you can rest assured." Zheng Ren said.

He usually speaks vaguely, but speaking like that to Director Ye, a professional who specializes in handling medical disputes, would be rather annoying. It's not annoyance; it's courting death.

After changing clothes and entering, he saw Professor Rudolf Wagner standing in the hallway looking around.

"Fugui'er, what are you looking for?" Su Yun asked.

"Oh my goodness, Boss, Yun Ge'er, you've finally come back." The professor said, "I've been waiting for you to come back so I can go lay out the disinfection sheets."

"Go ahead." Zheng Ren laughed and said.

"Mm." The professor happily went to wash his hands.

Zheng Ren entered the Shujian, seeing Mei Ha'er Doctor and Vice President Yuan sitting in front of the operating table, speaking softly.

"Doctor, I'm back." Zheng Ren said.

"The blood has already been sent for testing; the results will be out soon." Mei Ha'er Doctor said: "Zheng, are you confident in your diagnosis?"

"Yes." Zheng Ren naturally had confidence; the System Panel clearly wrote it. Plus the patient's symptoms matched early Heart Ion Channel Disease, so there was nothing uncertain.

If the Big Pig Trotter played a trick on him at this stall, there was nothing he could do.

"I'm especially curious about your Shou Bing skill." Mei Ha'er Doctor smiled, looked at Zheng Ren, and said: "I've watched the video of you performing Shou Bing over a hundred times. Your level is still good; it can be said to be world-class. But there are a few places where you seem like a prophet, avoiding spots where problems might arise."

Zheng Ren thought, who knows how many test subjects have died in the System Operating Room; could he still avoid them?

"This is a talent, not Shou Bing skill." Mei Ha'er Doctor laughed: "For your level, I will judge through Shou Bing."

"Tomorrow there's a TIPS Phase Two Shou Bing; do you want to watch?" Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"After I finish my Shou Bing, I can watch the TIPS Phase One Shou Bing while resting. Your progress is fast, and the data is also complete. As for this matter, we have time to discuss it in detail." Mei Ha'er Doctor said.

Through the lead glass, Zheng Ren again saw Professor Rudolf Wagner's busy figure. After returning, the professor stayed in Heidelberg, and Zheng Ren didn't think much of it. But now seeing him busy, his heart felt a little warm.

Humans are just creatures of habit.

Director Zhang Lin had already prepared the supplies needed for the Shou Bing. After Zheng Ren and Mei Ha'er Doctor exchanged a few words, he went to check the supplies. After all, he wasn't someone who did vascular intervention, and Feng Xu Hui didn't come along either; he needed to know the brands and types of the supplies, just like a soldier cleaning his gun, which was still necessary.

After everything was ready, the professor finished disinfecting, and Zheng Ren went to put on lead clothing and wash his hands.

The airtight lead door slowly closed.

At that moment, Ye Qingqiu stood at the doorway, observing the surroundings, with countless emergency plans turning in his mind.

He merely saw Vice President Yuan and world-class heart expert Mei Ha'er Doctor sitting in front of the Shujian's screen through the crowd; around them were foreign experts with blond hair and blue eyes, as well as internal cardiology specialists from the hospital, yet he still felt a bit dazed.

As the Director of Medical Affairs, he couldn't even enter the room, which was rather sigh-inducing to think about.

The door of another Shujian opened, a cart was pushed in, and soon the patient was pushed out.

The doctors escorting the patient for the Shou Bing walked on tiptoe, afraid to make any noise. While performing the Shou Bing, they had already been told that foreign experts were visiting, so they gave up the pleasant post-Shou Bing chat and quietly prepared to slip away.

However, people are curious; when pushing the cart past the Shujian, the vascular doctor glanced at the situation inside the Shujian. The technicians had nowhere to sit, standing awkwardly to one side.

Vice President Yuan and an elderly foreigner sat in front of the operating table, saying something.

He clicked his tongue, then immediately pushed the patient away.

Such people and matters were not something he could just approach.

Once they appeared in those people's sight, who knows what would happen. It's better to honestly push the patient back to the ward, not dreaming of a sudden rise.

Besides someone like Zheng Lao Ban who was promoted directly from attending to chief physician, who could have this treatment?

That doctor pushed the patient out and saw Director Ye of the Medical Department and the Head Nurse of the Operating Room standing in the hallway, waiting quietly, awaiting any possible call from inside, feeling even more solemn.

Fortunately, it wasn't him undergoing this Shou Bing.

If it were him, seeing such a huge scene, he'd probably be under too much pressure, his mind would go blank, and he'd be dazed.

He probably couldn't perform the Shou Bing; his hands would shake terribly. He guessed standing in front… no, his legs would probably shake too, and he couldn't even take a step.

Tsk tsk, with so many people on the observation platform, the pressure is huge.

Ten minutes later, the airtight lead door opened, and Zheng Ren came out. The Shou Bing went very smoothly, from start to finish without a ripple.

Mei Ha'er Doctor seemingly didn't notice Zheng Ren coming out; his eyes were still on the last frame on the screen, his mind pondering the problem.

Zheng Ren, being tactful, didn't speak and stood beside Mei Ha'er Doctor.

Vice President Yuan finally relaxed a bit; Zheng Lao Ban's Shou Bing was truly steady, as if any Shou Bing under his hand would be completed without a ripple.

Mei Ha'er Doctor suddenly said softly: "Zheng, look at the image."

Zheng Ren walked to the operating table, began selecting images, and played them from the start of the Shou Bing at double speed.

"Here." At the moment Mei Ha'er Doctor spoke, Zheng Ren paused.

"Zheng, in this maneuver, the guidewire didn't move." Mei Ha'er Doctor said: "According to my experience, the blood flow speed here would have a slight change; how did you control the guidewire?"

"After the contrast agent, you'll find that the patient's neck blood vessel anatomy is somewhat special." Zheng Ren pointed his finger at the screen: "Here, the angle of the branch blood vessel affects the blood flow. To overcome this effect, the wrist movement needs to change."

Zheng Ren eloquently explained in Swedish with a dialect to Mei Ha'er Doctor.