Chapter 1279

1241 Saying that makes perfect sense, I'm actually left speechless.

Su Yun went downstairs, swaying as he walked to Zhou Chun Yong's car.

Zhou Chun Yong stood at the front of the car, looking around. Seeing Su Yun, but Zheng Ren wasn't by his side—where was Boss Zheng? Could he be playing hide-and-seek with me?

"Don't look for him, Boss has an emergency case." Su Yun said.

Zhou Chun Yong's face darkened instantly.

To prepare for today's anatomy lecture, he went to great trouble, even preparing a small dissection operating table.

But when the time came, Boss Zheng said we need to do an emergency surgery?

His pants are already off, and you're telling me this?!

"Abdominal cocoon syndrome is rare; it looks like Boss must have the surgery, otherwise he won't be able to sleep." Su Yun was quite unhappy, "What kind of person is this! Seeing surgery makes him happier than seeing his girlfriend. No, his girlfriend would definitely have to get on the operating table too. A whole family, neatly lined up on the operating table."

"..." Zhou Chun Yong stared for a moment.

"We agreed to go to the public teaching lecture today; seeing the surgery for a rare disease makes my fingers itch. Next time I'll find a whetstone and really grind it for him, make him itch again!"

"Don't worry, Doctor Su, Boss Zheng's fingers are precious." Seeing Su Yun puffed up with anger, Zhou Chun Yong smiled and eased the atmosphere habitually.

"You haven't seen it; when I came out, I didn't say a word, just stared at the image, almost getting sucked in. Everyone knows Sadako can crawl out of the TV; if he crawled in, you say next time we watch a film, he crawls out—what kind of mess is that?"

What Su Yun said was incredibly vivid.

Zhou Chun Yong thought, when I was looking at the image, Boss Zheng came out from inside... uh, never mind, that image is too beautiful to imagine.

"Doctor Su, don't be angry, tell me what we should do."

Saying that, Su Yun opened the car door and got in.

"Let's wait first." Su Yun said angrily: "Hope the surgery can be quick."

Zhou Chun Yong was also helpless, so he sat in the driver's seat, fastened his seatbelt, and asked: "Doctor Su, how long do you think the surgery will take?"

"Abdominal cocoon syndrome, do you know about it?" Su Yun asked.

Zhou Chun Yong shook his head.

"Rare disease, we who do interventions, who knows about this." Su Yun said: "Not only is it a rare disease, it's a rare disease among rare diseases. The image—take a look."

Saying that, he took out his phone, found the photo he just shot, and handed it to Zhou Chun Yong.

Zhou Chun Yong glanced at it, and his eyes couldn't move away.

What kind of image is this? It looks like a CT of the lower abdomen, but where is the intestinal lumen? How is it so thin, like a thread.

What is all the white around it?

"A rare abdominal cocoon syndrome, the surgery will probably take some time." Su Yun said.

"Yeah, that's right." Zhou Chun Yong's image reading is top-notch; he immediately analyzed from an imaging perspective and agreed with Su Yun's statement.

Behind them came an 120 emergency rescue vehicle; Zhou Chun Yong immediately returned the phone to Su Yun, and the car slowly drove away from 912.

No, wait—three minutes later, Zhou Chun Yong broke free from the abdominal cocoon syndrome CT image, stunned and speechless.

What on earth happened? Shouldn't I be complaining, then make Boss Zheng feel guilty and owe me a favor?

But as I kept talking, I somehow forgot about such a big matter and even thought about comforting Su Yun.

Comfort him, my ass!

But what he said makes perfect sense, I think the same way. This Boss Zheng...

Zhou Chun Yong was extremely depressed, his mind pondering the upcoming academic conference, but that image of abdominal cocoon syndrome would occasionally pop up.

……

Zheng Ren and Professor Feng changed clothes and went on stage.

Xie Yiren had already brought a surgical case to the Big External Operating Room, familiarly preparing to go on stage.

"Boss Zheng, is the chance high?"

"Chance? What chance?" Zheng Ren was still pondering the surgery; he planned to wait until the patient was fully anesthetized, then go to the System Operating Room to perform the surgery.

That way, it's perfect, with hardly any mishaps.

Only the 【Redemption】 task gave a point for surgical training time; it's really tight.

While lamenting the surgical training time, he pondered the surgery; Professor Feng's words Zheng Ren just half-listened to, not taking them to heart at all.

Professor Feng, hearing Zheng Ren's answer, also wondered a bit.

"Boss Zheng, didn't you just say the chance of the patient getting off the operating table isn't high?" Professor Feng asked carefully.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren looked at Feng Jianguo, "Old Feng, when you explain the condition, aren't you supposed to tell the patient's family the risk is high? If you say the surgery will definitely succeed, once something goes wrong, it'll be hard to explain."

Zheng Ren said this with earnest sincerity.

Feng Jianguo burst into tears.

They're all senior doctors—who doesn't know they need to explain like this?! But who would have thought that Boss Zheng's words in the doctor's office would also be so "proper"?

"Old Feng, when explaining the condition to the patient's family, we should still be as conservative as possible." Zheng Ren was thinking about the surgery in his mind, trying to do as many pre-op simulations as possible to conserve surgical training time. He said it casually.

Professor Feng was all mixed up, do we still need to say this? I know it already.

But what Zheng Ren just said makes perfect sense—I'm actually left speechless.

After a few seconds of silence, Professor Feng sighed and asked: "Boss Zheng, honestly, can the surgery be done?"

"Should be no problem, specifically we need to see..." Zheng Ren was still lost in thought, uttering the most basic judgment.

Feng Jianguo simply blocked out the rest of those words, only hearing the first half of the first sentence.

No problem, no problem!

Boss Zheng is mighty!

To dare say the abdominal cocoon syndrome surgery is no problem—I definitely wouldn't dare say that; maybe even Director Wei wouldn't dare.

For patients with rectal foreign bodies before, the surgery is difficult; it can be said that without Zheng Lao Ban it basically couldn't be done. But that time could also be explained as an accident; Zheng Lao Ban is young, his eyesight is good, he could manage it.

This time...

Hmm, the skill is quite high; Feng Jianguo has it figured out.

After changing clothes, I came to Shujian and saw Lao He also standing inside, communicating with the ER doctors.

After a few words, the ER doctor left with a cheerful smile.

"Lao He, how's your anesthesia team?" Feng Jianguo asked.

"Seeing Zheng Lao Ban come up, I'm just filling in for a shift—it's no big deal." Lao He said with a grin.

The patient had already been anesthetized; after the handover, there was nothing particularly special.

Lao He checked the ventilator and other equipment, then went to let Good Luck Come out.

Professor Feng, face grim, found Lao He and said, "Lao He, can we change the music?"

"Ah? Isn't it unpleasant to listen to?"

"Even the best music, if looped for ten hours, will make you nauseous." Feng Jianguo said: "Last time the surgery was urgent, I was worried about impacting Zheng Lao Ban, so I held back and didn't dare speak. But this time, if I listen again, what if I vomit on the operating table?"

"It's fine, I have various Sion here, vein injection, micro pump infusion—even if you wanted to drink it directly, there'd be no problem." Lao He chuckled and said.