Chapter 1295: with translation of chapter title

Don't look at me with that kind of eyes." Mei Ha'er Doctor waved his hand and said: "Zheng, sanding the scratches on the floor with sandpaper cannot harm the scratches themselves."

Zheng Ren suddenly found this old man interesting, not the boring type. It's just that this metaphor is somewhat pessimistic and disappointed.

"People always have to face death and return to God's embrace." Mei Ha'er Doctor said: "I was left by you; this must be God's revelation to me. Forty-four hours ago, I watched you perform that surgery, which is proof, proof that my judgment is correct."

"That's just a very ordinary surgery." Zheng Ren replied.

"For others it's like that, but for me, you know, it's not as simple as it appears."

Zheng Ren nodded; Mei Ha'er Doctor's gaze was still sharp.

"If I'm not mistaken, you already have a preliminary understanding of blood turbulence." Mei Ha'er Doctor looked at Zheng Ren, his eyes filled with a fervent emotion.

I guessed right! Zheng Ren thought to himself.

Blood turbulence has a strong influence on the microguidewire. However, this influence is hard to fathom; doctors of average level simply don't notice it.

"I'm already old, I can no longer be the surgeon. Even the weight of the lead clothing I cannot bear; this is simply the worst thing." Mei Ha'er Doctor sighed, saying: "When a knight can't put on his armor, Zheng, do you know what that means?"

"Everyone has that day; I am no exception." Zheng Ren said plainly.

"For an honorable knight, dying in bed feels terrible." Mei Ha'er Doctor laughed: "Zheng, I've decided; tomorrow's surgery, I will act as your assistant."

"……" Zheng Ren was stunned.

Mei Ha'er Doctor is to act as his own assistant? The patient has to operate personally?

"Zheng, rest assured, I won't make things difficult for you." Mei Ha'er Doctor said: "Although this surgery is very rare, I think for you it's just a minor procedure, utterly incomparable to the grinding procedure you did for me a few months ago."

"Mei Ha'er Doctor, I'm speaking seriously: regarding your suggestion, I refuse." Zheng Ren said especially formally: "The scars that time has left on your body, I will do my best to erase them, striving to cause your body as little harm as possible."

"But if you are to act as assistant on the operating table, when taking the stent, it could cause vascular spasm. I cannot guarantee what your reaction will be after you personally witness this situation. Even just looking is dangerous, let alone acting."

"If myocardial ischemia, atrial fibrillation, or other sudden cardiac diseases occur, I think the surgery will be artificially sabotaged. A surgery that was originally certain to succeed will now face the risk of failure. This risk is something you do not want to bear."

"No, Zheng!" Mei Ha'er Doctor laughed: "Please believe me, I will be your best assistant."

"My assistant is flawless." Zheng Ren blurted out the words Su Yun used to describe himself.

"Impossible." Mei Ha'er Doctor shook his head: "In this world, the level of interventional surgery, I was originally the highest peak. But after seeing your surgery, I know you not only surpass my current self, but are even a bit stronger than I was at my strongest."

Zheng Ren agreed with that statement. Peak-level interventional surgical skill is no joke.

"If God were to give you the best assistant, it could only be me, and absolutely not Rudolf Wagner. Because among all interventional surgery doctors, only I can clearly understand the influence of turbulence." Mei Ha'er Doctor looked at the professor, smiled mysteriously, and said: "Zheng, before this, I and Doctor Olsson of the Royal Academy of Sciences have jointly studied turbulence for over ten years."

"Doctor, you'd better withdraw your request." Zheng Ren firmly said: "I will not agree to you acting as my assistant; this request is simply unbelievable. Moreover, my assistant, the perfect assistant, is not Rudolf."

"I heard Rudolf say you have an almost perfect assistant. But Zheng, please believe me." Mei Ha'er Doctor said: "I once had a dream, dreaming that I lay on the operating table and performed surgery on myself."

"Our brains calculate every second what might happen in the future, but these results are quickly forgotten, tossed into a corner of the brain, never to be recalled again. Déjà vu is merely the brain remembering the result of a certain calculation that happens to match reality." Zheng Ren said expressionlessly.

"Look, you also said it's the same as reality." Mei Ha'er Doctor laughed loudly.

"No, I don't mean that." Zheng Ren said: "If you insist, I will……"

"No, you won't refuse." Mei Ha'er Doctor said: "I heard Rudolf say you can complete an interventional surgery by yourself. Cross-hand operation is truly an unfamiliar way of operating."

Zheng Ren remained silent.

"Your colleagues also said that in a recent rescue, you simultaneously operated two guidewires and catheters with both hands, performing embolization and stenting on two different sites." Mei Ha'er Doctor subdued his smile: "Please believe me, in this world no one wishes more for me to stay alive than I do. Likewise, no one understands blood turbulence better than I do… before you appeared."

"……" Zheng Ren continued to remain silent.

"This is the request of a surgeon who can no longer perform surgery." Mei Ha'er Doctor said softly: "Perhaps this is the last surgery of my life. And this surgery, to be performed together with hands that have been kissed and blessed by Heaven, I feel deeply honored."

Speaking, Mei Ha'er Doctor staggered to his feet. His female assistant immediately supported his arm, but the Doctor stubbornly broke free, struggled to stand steady, and faced Zheng Ren.

"Zheng, this is the request of a surgeon who can no longer perform surgery." Mei Ha'er Doctor repeated these words again, bending his waist.

Zheng Ren was startled, quickly helping Mei Ha'er Doctor up. "Good heavens, really good heavens."

A surgeon who can no longer perform surgery—Zheng Ren was moved by those words.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was shocked into speechlessness by Mei Ha'er Doctor's request. Looking at the Doctor, at this moment he deeply realized what madness truly is.

"The boss won't agree, and in the end the Doctor will compromise due to the boss's insistence." The professor thought to himself, it will surely be so.

Mei Ha'er Doctor's assistant showed no surprise at all; it seemed his assistant already knew about this.

In the ward, there was complete silence.

"Doctor, I agree." Zheng Ren looked at Mei Ha'er Doctor's cloudy eyes and answered seriously.

"Doctor, I agree." Zheng Ren looked at Mei Ha'er's cloudy eyes, and responded very seriously.

This was the outcome he had expected.

Professor Rudolf Wagner stared blankly at Zheng Ren, unable to utter a word. Boss, has he gone crazy?!

"I'm delighted to be your assistant; I guarantee this will be a perfect surgery." Mei Ha'er Doctor extended his hand.

"I'm happy to be your assistant; I guarantee this will be a perfect Shou Bing." Mei Ha'er extended his hand.

The Doctor's hand was steady and dry; although many years have passed, his right index finger could still feel the hard callus.

"Those old fogeys have always refused to give the Nobel Prize to clinical procedures. This time I will surely give them a lesson, viciously smashing their faces with my fists and knocking their brains out!" Mei Ha'er Doctor's emotions were somewhat agitated.

"Those old fogeys, they've always refused to give the Nobel Prize to clinical procedures. This time, I will definitely give them a lesson, viciously smash them in the face with my fists, and knock their brains out!" Mei Ha'er was slightly agitated.

"Zheng, in my heart, your TIPS surgery is the best." Mei Ha'er Doctor looked at Zheng Ren, like facing a priest, devoutly stating: "When I was young, I also wanted to pursue cardiac interventional surgery, this pioneering, life-saving surgical technique to win the Nobel Prize. But they told me clinical procedures cannot win the Nobel Prize. I refuse! I have been waiting, waiting for someone who truly touches turbulence to appear. Now you have appeared before me."

Mei Ha'er Doctor was visibly agitated; his assistant quietly took out medicine, ready to administer it orally to the Doctor at any moment.

"This is not your challenge alone, but ours together! Conquer them, Zheng! Be sure to conquer them!" Mei Ha'er Doctor's voice was slightly hoarse, his cheeks flushed.

"This isn't your Challenge alone, but our shared Challenge! Conquer them, Zheng! You must conquer them!" Mei Ha'er's voice was slightly hoarse, his cheeks flushed.

"Zheng, I was defeated back then. Charles, he's a coward, actually abandoning clinical work to do basic research! Don't listen to him; even if we fail ten thousand times, losing armor and collapsing in the face of fate, we still must rally and definitely win the Nobel Prize with clinical techniques!"

"Zheng, I was defeated back then. Charles, he's a coward, actually abandoning clinical work to do basic research! Don't listen to him, even if we fail ten thousand times, losing armor and abandoning weapons in the face of fate, being utterly routed, we still must rally, we must win the Nobel Prize with clinical procedure!"

"I'm glad you could agree to my request, Zheng." Mei Ha'er Doctor said: "Will you still be performing surgeries recently?"

"If time permits, tomorrow I have a patient who needs a TIPS surgery." Zheng Ren said.

"Is the surgery going to be livestreamed?" Mei Ha'er Doctor asked.

"Is Shou Bing a livestream?" Mei Ha'er asked.

"Yes."

"My Shou Bing won't be done in the morning. You can first do the live Shou Bing to warm up. Zheng, don't Tension. Our opponents are that strong, but I have confidence we will defeat them." Mei Ha'er said with a smile.

"I have a request." Zheng Ren stared into the Doctor's eyes, "I want to bring my assistant up; if anything happens to you, even the slightest coordination mistake, or myocardial ischemia, atrial fibrillation, etc. complications, I will First Time cancel your assistance and have my assistant continue."

"Okay." Mei Ha'er laughed, "I've told you before, no one wants me to live more than I do, not even the lead surgeon would have a patient's longing."

Zheng Ren laughed, and regarding Mei Ha'er's words—"when you get old and sick, you'll understand"—he seemed to have a certain Understanding.

Although he is old, he is still a knight, a knight bearing a halo, possessing ideals.

Being able to fight side by side with you is an honor, Zheng Ren thought to himself.