Chapter 1290: 1252 Even Simulated Surgery Depends on Talent

Xie Yiren greeted the instrument nurse in the operating room, directly took the surgical box to clean the instruments, sent them for sterilization, ready for next use.

"Zheng Lao Ban, you've troubled me again today," Director Wei said politely.

Zheng Ren felt like he was missing something, lost in thought.

"Zheng Lao Ban?"

"Um, I feel like I forgot something," Zheng Ren said helplessly.

It was right before his eyes, yet he just couldn't recall it.

"I heard Doctor Su say that today there seems to be a demonstration class in the hepatobiliary department of the capital. Is that what it is?" Director Wei reminded.

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He was happy with the surgery, completely forgetting about the lecture. Zheng Ren hurriedly took out his phone and called Su Yun.

"Boss." Su Yun's lazy voice came from the other end of the phone.

"The surgery is done, how's it going over there?" Zheng Ren asked anxiously: "I'll rush over right away."

"Why rush over?" Su Yun's teasing tone came through the speaker loud and clear. Zheng Ren's finger twitched, as if he were holding an invisible hemostatic forceps, ready to tap Su Yun.

"The demonstration is over, nothing else, just stay home honestly." Su Yun said: "By the way, Fugui'er said he wants to go look at the operating table this afternoon; I had him contact you."

"Who gave the demonstration? You?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Besides me, who else could it be?" Su Yun said on the phone. One can imagine he blew a breath, his black hair fluttering like seaweed on his forehead.

"Alright, let's talk when you're back." Zheng Ren hung up the phone.

Su Yun is highly skilled; this demonstration dissection posed no difficulty for him at all.

Zheng Ren wasn't sure how well Su Yun had performed, but from his tone it sounded like a perfect level.

"Zheng Lao Ban, look what's happened with this," Director Wei said somewhat embarrassed, knowing that this case of abdominal cocoon syndrome had delayed Zheng Ren's lecture.

"It's fine, Su Yun finished the lecture." Zheng Ren smiled.

Su Yun? Director Wei thought of Su Yun, feeling doubtful. Could Zheng Lao Ban's assistant also give the lecture?

He feared the lecture would be half-hearted, and those attending would be dissatisfied. In short, he owed Zheng Lao Ban a big favor.

You say Zheng Lao Ban's surgical skill is so high, why go into interventional? Director Wei felt troubled.

Zheng Renhe and Director Wei exchanged a few polite words, said they had something to do, and left without waiting for him. Director Wei needed to take off his stockings, which was troublesome and especially time-consuming.

Returning to the ward, he saw Chang Yue standing in the hallway, talking with two tall, sturdy men.

Zheng Ren suddenly realized these were the family members of the patient he had admitted yesterday. He suddenly worried that those two brutes wouldn't be able to reason and might argue with Chang Yue.

Although Chang Yue was relatively short in stature, he carried an air of authority before the two men, like a teacher praising a student, smiling at the corners of his mouth as he spoke.

And the two brutes had their waists slightly bent, looking like there was no trouble.

Zheng Ren hesitated a moment, then decided to trust Chang Yue's communication ability and walked into the doctor's office.

Liu Zewei was writing the medical record; Zheng Ren glanced and saw it was a pre-operative instruction.

For related surgeries, Zheng Ren kept a copy in the folder for any he had performed. But Liu Zewei was clumsily typing one character at a time, using the legendary one-finger Zen technique.

"Old Liu, there's a document." Zheng Ren sat in a sunny spot, feeling comfortable and wanting to stretch.

"Ah? Zheng Lao Ban, you're back?" Liu Zewei, too focused, only turned his head upon hearing Zheng Ren's voice.

Really, writing a medical record doesn't require such focus; Zheng Ren just found it amusing.

"If there's a document, just fill in the name and such information." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"Oh, I write while thinking about the surgical process and possible complications." Liu Zewei gave a simple smile: "It's not like there's no surgery; Yun Ge'er told me doing this would repeatedly replay in my mind."

As he spoke, Liu Zewei touched his bald head, feeling somewhat pleased.

"Yun Ge'er said, this is simulated surgery; doing it often can slowly improve surgical skill. As for how much improvement, it depends on each person's quality."

"Oh." Zheng Ren replied indifferently.

Liu Zewei was somewhat surprised; he thought Su Yun's words were absolutely correct.

Since they had decided to put in the effort, they'd just grind away bit by bit. However, Zheng Lao Ban's attitude seemed somewhat dismissive.

Moreover, it's no wonder; Zheng Lao Ban's skill is high, so he probably doesn't need it anymore.

But he didn't know what Zheng Ren was thinking: with Su Yun's talent, mental simulation could work. But for others… it's still better to hone through actual surgery.

"Old Liu, are the family members of the patient we admitted yesterday still cooperating?" Zheng Ren asked.

Liu Zewei's face flashed with embarrassment, then he turned upright and said: "When I went to communicate, the patient's family was very uncooperative."

Zheng Ren knew his implication, said nothing, just looked at Liu Zewei's bald head with some worry. This look wouldn't increase his charm value.

"The patient's family are also oddballs; at first I worried there were problems at home, so I proactively told Doctor Chang Yue I'd go communicate. But no matter what I said, they seemed not to understand." Liu Zewei said seriously: "I've encountered some patients who can't communicate before, but this pair are exceptional."

"Then Chang Yue went over?"

"Yeah, later Doctor Chang Yue went." Liu Zewei chuckled, hiding his bewilderment: "Funny enough, those two suddenly changed, able to understand whatever was said."

"As long as they can understand, that's fine." Zheng Ren said.

"Zheng Lao Ban, Doctor Chang Yue truly is one of the best ward doctors." Liu Zewei felt moved: "Over the years, I've never seen anyone with stronger communication skills than her."

"All right, all right." Zheng Ren, basking in the sunlight, felt lazy. He hadn't eaten lunch and had simply forgotten about it.

He took out his phone and chatted briefly with Xiao Yi Ren; on the other side, Yi Ren was waiting to eat with the operating room nurses. It was said that the head of obstetrics and gynecology would go on shift, and the surgery would still be a couple of hours away.

About that time, but they were doing a destructive surgery, which would be a bit faster than his own.

Xie Yiren urged, insisting he must eat. Zheng Ren agreed, then put down his phone and forgot about it.

"Chief Zheng, the patient's side just needs the surgery signature." Chang Yue walked in, stern-faced, and told Zheng Ren.

"Surgery… surgery…" Zheng Ren tapped his head, feeling a bit headache.

"Chang Yue, how are the patient's family members?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Aside from their brains not turning, everything else is fine."

"Um, is that still considered good?"

Zheng Ren probably could understand what Chang Yue meant by having a brain that doesn't turn.

No matter what you say to them, what always appears in their minds is their own subjective consciousness; they refuse to accept anything new.

Such people are the hardest to communicate with; to some extent, they are even harder to deal with than those who feign ignorance while understanding.