Chapter 1354: with translation of chapter title

1314 No matter who you look at, the face is all mosaic (Alliance Leader Leng Ning extra chapter 1)

Zheng Ren nodded, his eyes slightly crinkling as if he were smiling.

"After the surgery, come by my office for a quick look? The patient with gastric artery embolism, treated according to your instructions, is doing much better now." Zhu Liangchen said.

Zhou Chun Yong felt a wave of disgust, but more so surprise.

What kind of temper does Zhu Liangchen have? How could he not know? This damn guy wants to eat his own words? Based on what he knows of Zhu Liangchen, that's completely impossible!

But judging by his humble, obedient demeanor, he must have knelt. Or maybe he's desperately competing with himself to see who can kneel in the most alluring way.

Zhou Chun Yong thought, whether Zhu Liangchen kneels or not isn't up to him to decide. With Director Kong's connections, Zheng Lao Ban probably can't save face either.

If he applied it himself, that would be early; Zheng Lao Ban is so generous, he probably wouldn't… The more he thought, the more that sliver of doubt opened up.

What's the harm in going to Inner Mongolia, even if it's a bit far? If Zhu Liangchen can't do it, I'll do it myself. Zhou Chun Yong made up his mind and immediately started planning the postoperative matters.

"Alright, I'll go take a look after the surgery."

"Boss Zheng, I've arranged a simple meal on my end; you definitely have to have a bite." Zhou Chun Yong knew Zheng Ren had helped Zhu Liangchen save the case, and that time Zheng Ren left without eating a single bite.

On one hand, he wants to get closer to Zheng Ren; on the other, he's bringing up old matters to disgust Zhu Liangchen.

Zheng Ren didn't care about these petty tricks, didn't even think about it, and smiled, saying, "Just take a quick look and then go eat; it won't take long, and I still have to catch a flight tomorrow."

Thinking about this, Zheng Ren froze for a moment.

What about Heizi? Everyone else has left; does Heizi have to be fostered?

"Feng." Zheng Ren called out.

Feng Xu Hui appeared as if by teleportation, coming from an unnoticed corner to stand before Zheng Ren.

"Help me ask what procedures are needed for pet transport. If there's time, please contact Yi Ren to handle the pet transport." Zheng Ren said.

"Okay." Feng Xu Hui didn't ask why and set off to carry out the order.

Before leaving, he specifically instructed Liu Xiao Jie about which box contained whatever Zheng Lao Ban might need, fearing that Liu Xiao Jie's inexperience would cause a delay in the surgery if something unusual happened.

Even though he was thoroughly familiar with the TIPS procedure, Feng Xu Hui remained extremely cautious.

Zheng Ren laughed and chased him away, thinking, "With me here, how could I not know the supplies?"

In his eyes, Liu Xiao Jie was neither pretty nor a recent graduate. Face-blind Zheng Ren saw everything as if it were pixelated, and only after multiple meetings did that pixelation gradually fade.

Liu Xiao Jie was just a laborer helping to move boxes. As for whether she was male or female, Zheng Ren seemed to have forgotten.

Eighth bed…

Ninth bed…

"……"

Twelfth bed…

Zhou Chun Yong grew more excited the more he did, and his movements became more practiced.

That layer of ceiling had already shattered and could collapse at any moment.

After stepping down, Zhou Chun Yong's hand trembled slightly from excitement. He forced himself to suppress it, lest Zheng Lao Ban think he was too old to operate.

Thirteenth bed surgery.

"Pa~" The hemostatic forceps struck the radial styloid.

"Director Zhou, this is the third time you've made the same mistake; be careful next time." Zheng Ren said calmly.

Before his words even finished, Zhou Chun Yong beside him went limp and collapsed, the guidewire in his hand being pulled out along the blood vessel.

Zheng Ren was quick-handed and quick-eyed, grabbing the guidewire directly, and nothing happened.

He glanced back at Zhou Chun Yong; the system panel's background was slightly red, clearly indicating hypoglycemia.

"Help Director Zhou out to rest, administer 50 ml of 50% glucose intravenously. Also, give him a bottle of 10% glucose to drink." Zheng Ren told the team-leading professor behind him who was preparing to do chest compressions.

The team-leading professor was already dazed.

Is Director Zhou fainting? No way!

However, from this morning until now, the surgeries have been getting faster, but he hasn't had a bite to eat or drink all day.

Wearing dozens of pounds of lead clothing and standing for six or seven hours without even a sip of water, hypoglycemia is highly likely.

The team-leading professor quickly called in the nurses, and several people hoisted Zhou Chun Yong inside.

Zhou Chun Yong was still conscious, but not very clear-headed.

Leaving the operating room, he saw Zhu Liangchen stand up, desperately squeezing out the last bit of his strength, and told one of his subordinate team-leading professors, "Go and pair up with Director Zheng."

After saying that, he had no strength left to utter another word.

Zhu Liangchen wanting to perform his own surgery? Ridiculous! Even if he had a breath left, he couldn't be allowed to operate.

This was Zhou Chun Yong's final consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Chun Yong woke up.

He found himself lying on a sofa, an IV stand beside him, and the head nurse half-crouched to the side, measuring his micro blood sugar level.

"I'm fine," Zhou Chun Yong said weakly.

"Director Zhou, you scared me to death," the head nurse said, looking at the micro blood sugar meter reading 8.4 mmol/L, and also felt relieved.

"Hypoglycemia?" Zhou Chun Yong gave a bitter laugh, "Really getting old."

"The first reading was 1.2, and now it's much better," the head nurse said.

Zhou Chun Yong didn't even listen; he slowly sat up, glanced at Zhu Liangchen not going into surgery, and then finally relaxed.

"Little Zhou, you shouldn't push yourself too hard," Old Lin said gently.

"Old Lin, it's not that..." Zhou Chun Yong gave a bitter smile, glanced at Zhu Liangchen, and didn't continue.

This isn't the time to show off.

I was really waiting for that ceiling... No, when I fainted from low blood sugar, I felt something odd.

He struggled to get up, his whole body drenched, the isolation gown already soaked through with sweat.

Even the sofa has a human-shaped trace.

He looked as if he had just been fished out of water; Zhou Chun Yong shook his head.

"Director, you should lie down." Head Nurse hurriedly said: "Just now I wanted to help you to the Zhibanshi, but you wouldn't let me do anything; do you still remember this?"

"I don't remember." Zhou Chun Yong reached out, "Sugar water."

Head Nurse immediately opened a bottle of 10% glucose and handed it to Zhou Chun Yong's hands.

Glug glug, Zhou Chun Yong gulped down the glucose in one go, glanced at the screen on the operating table, and estimated the time.

5 Minute absorption, replenishing the body's missing water, he should possibly regain some strength,

Barely supporting himself to go up on stage to try, to see if his Technique level truly had any Enhancement.

At his level, wanting to enhance even a trace requires the strength of nine oxen and two tigers. Once there is a breakthrough, if he doesn't try right away, Zhou Chun Yong feels he won't be able to sleep at Evening.

At this moment, Zhou Chun Yong couldn't care less that Zhu Liangchen was present; all he thought about was going on stage! To perform Shou Bing!

"Xiao Zhou, watch your health." Lin Lao advised against it.

"It's fine, Lin Lao." Zhou Chun Yong wasn't overly polite, wiped away sweat, and looked through the Lead glass at the Shou Bing inside.

At the instant Zheng Ren turned and stepped down, Zhou Chun Yong barely managed to stand up.

The airtight Lead door opened, and Zheng Ren walked out.

"Director Zhou, you'd better lie down." Zheng Ren said: "Next time doing Shou Bing, you still need to eat something in the middle."

"No need, no need, I'll go up for the Shou Bing after stepping down." Zhou Chun Yong forced out a faint smile.

"Shou Bing? The patients are all done." Zheng Ren said.

Zhou Chun Yong's vision went black, and he almost fainted again.

How long have I been lying here? Zheng Lao Ban has already finished all the patients. He felt tears pouring down in his heart, "My patients!"

"My later Shou Bing, in the places where you made mistakes, there were slight pauses; you have time to carefully observe the process, you should gain some insight." Zheng Ren laughed.