Chapter 1488: 1441 The pants are all off, and you damn tell me I might not have to do it?

1441 The pants are all off, and you damn tell me I might not have to do it?

"" Lin Ge wanted to say something, but he was suddenly speechless.

Zheng Lao Ban has an excellent memory—just how many journals has he read? These numbers come to mind effortlessly.

But that's not important; what matters is that there hasn't been a successful case yet!

Looking at his intention, he actually wants to perform Shou Bing!!

Young man, your guts are huge.

Director Wei also thinks the same.

No one in the world can perform this Shou Bing; Zheng Lao Ban wants to try? How much confidence and self-assurance must he have?

Anyone else would probably hesitate. Look at Zheng Lao Ban—he just calls his assistant over.

The two followed Zheng Ren into the ICU.

Zheng Ren glanced over—Director Miao wasn't there anymore; he probably went back to the Urology Department or the special care ward to recuperate.

Find time to go see for yourself.

It's a shame the lilies turned into cabbage—I can't bring them to Director Miao.

"Zheng Lao Ban, this way." Director Wei, familiar with the place, led Zheng Ren to the patient's bedside.

The System Panel was glowing red, the color of dripping blood.

Among the several diagnoses, the one for pulmonary artery valve positional lesion stood out vividly.

My judgment was correct!

Zheng Ren felt somewhat relieved.

He always had a worry and anxiety: what if the Big Pig Trotter leaves him—what would he do then?

To strive to improve his technical level, Zheng Ren had only this method.

Ordinary cross-referencing of diagnoses poses no difficulty—just common or uncommon diseases.

But being able to make a correct diagnosis of this extremely rare pulmonary artery valve positional lesion without the Big Pig Trotter is a breakthrough.

Even without the ability to reconstruct, dual-energy CT, a somewhat rare device, is available in the capital—one unit is at Xiehe.

I suspect it's not a pulmonary artery embolism; without the System Panel's cross-referenced diagnosis, the patient would still have a chance to be examined.

It's just not as convenient as the passive ability granted by the Big Pig Trotter.

The patient's condition is poor; under sedation, blood oxygen saturation is only 79%.

Shou Bing must be done immediately; we can't wait.

Zheng Ren, holding his stethoscope, took the opportunity of the physical exam to enter the System Space.

He selected to purchase Surgical Training Time.

He felt somewhat relieved that the surgery for Qin Old Master went smoothly, yielding a huge reward from the System Quest.

With ample funds, he finally had the confidence to attempt a surgery no one else could accomplish.

But he had less than two months of Surgical Training Time—two months, what does that equal?

Even if others performed this high-difficulty Shou Bing every day, excluding meals and sleep, they'd need half a year.

Moreover, surgeries of this difficulty are not common.

In large hospitals that frequently encounter rare diseases, performing a hundred or eighty cases a year is already considered a lot.

Two months of pure Surgical Training Time exceeds what others accumulate in a lifetime.

Moreover, this isn't just any rare disease—it's a pulmonary artery tumor! Worldwide, fewer than 100 cases have been found.

If I can't do it, then no one can.

Zheng Ren was certain of this.

But when he saw what was prepared in the System Operating Room, Zheng Ren was dumbfounded.

Extracorporeal circulation machine, Interventional surgery equipment, and the surgical instruments given to him by Dr. Charles.

This clearly means using a filter via Interventional surgery under extracorporeal circulation to prevent embolism, then cutting out the pulmonary artery valve tumor.

Zheng Ren silently opened the freshly received, still-warm Master-level skill book and unhesitatingly applied it to his anesthesia Skill.

This is an extremely complex Shou Bing, especially without an assistant, anesthesiologist, or instrument nurse.

Zheng Ren gritted his molars, his heart bleeding inside.

How much Surgical Training Time will this waste?

But no matter what, he had to try—after all, it's a human life, and he had no chance to hesitate.

Surgical Training begins.

……

……

"Director Wei, the patient continues thrombolytic therapy but might not last a day." Zheng Ren put away his stethoscope, saying this somewhat wearily.

Director Wei nodded; this point is obvious to all doctors.

"Tell Zhang Weiyu that if his family agrees, we can try Shou Bing." Zheng Ren said.

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"That's right; what we're doing is an exploratory procedure."

Go to the Hybrid Operating Room; if needed, a percutaneous pulmonary artery valve stent procedure can be performed by Fugui'er. During the exploration, if it's a pulmonary embolism, I will proceed as gently as possible to avoid dislodging the clot.

In the adjacent areas, a net can be used to prevent the clot from falling into the circulation and causing an unpredictable embolism.

"Surgical Shou Bing carries great risk, but if we don't perform it, the patient will surely die." Zheng Ren said.

The Shou Bing is major, its risk equally huge, and the risk of not being able to back down is something every doctor must consider.

Director Wei genuinely didn't want to invite this potential trouble, but since Zheng Lao Ban said so, he'd give it a try.

"All right, if there are financial considerations at home, I'll contact Xinglin Yuan on this side and do a Surgery live broadcast." Zheng Ren said, "Shou Bing is a world‑class rare Shou Bing; if the family has other requests, I'll tell Xinglin Yuan and strive for better conditions."

Director Wei sighed and said, "The patient's son is of the very wealthy kind."

Zheng Ren nodded.

"Boss!" Su Yun rushed in hastily, escorted by the gazes of all the monitoring room nurses, arriving at Zheng Ren's side.

"Have you contacted everyone?" Zheng Ren wasn't surprised that this guy arrived almost instantly; who knows what he's doing.

"Yi Ren is in the Operating Room, the surgery box has already been sterilized. Lao He I've contacted; he's good at extracorporeal circulation. Fugui'er is just downstairs, probably taking the Elevator up." Su Yun's forehead black hair moved without wind, extremely excited.

Zheng Ren nodded.

"Diagnosis, are you confident?" Su Yun asked.

"I'm confident." Zheng Ren said: "Diagnosis and Shou Bing are both confident."

When Zheng Ren said these words, his heart broke.

The just‑obtained Surgical Training Time now only has a little left for self‑defense. In the System Operating Room, the experimental subjects died in great numbers, it was horrible.

Besides Director Miao's Shou Bing, this seems to be the occasion with the most dead experimental subjects.

But in the end it still succeeded.

Su Yun laughed and said, "I've performed many pulmonary artery valve replacement Shou Bing on lab mice."

"Come give me a hand." Zheng Ren said.

Su Yun knows how difficult the Shou Bing is; if forced, he could also do it, but the success rate is low to the point he cannot tolerate.

But after all there is a success rate; for the vast majority of Cardiothoracic Surgery doctors, this kind of Shou Bing is simply untouchable.

"Have you called Zhao Yunlong?"

"The patient's family hasn't agreed yet." Zheng Ren said.

"……" Su Yun was speechless; he had rushed over excitedly, his pants were all off, and this guy actually told him he might not even do the Shou Bing?

Really fucking.

Su Yun's malicious gaze fell on Zheng Ren's face through his forehead black hair.

"Boss, pulmonary artery valve tumor, such a rare disease……" Su Yun felt somewhat regretful.

"Director Wei's connections, Zhang Weiyu of Maoyangdian, do you still remember?"