Chapter 1506: 1459 Blunt

Having made up his mind, Zheng Ren stopped speaking and went straight to the Office Building, arriving in front of Vice President Yuan's office.

Two directors were waiting in line; seeing Director Kong bring Zheng Ren and Su Yun over, one of them joked, "Old Kong, are you trying to win the spot by sheer numbers?"

"Nothing of the sort," Director Kong said with a smile. "This isn't the Engineering Institute's Li Lao's matter. Nowhere can a definite diagnosis be made; after Zheng Lao Ban finished his research, he felt they could try a new approach, so I brought him here to report to Vice President Yuan."

"Oh?" that director laughed. "What new method?"

"Optical tweezers, to isolate pathological cells for examination," Director Kong said proudly.

"……" that director was speechless.

Director Kong felt pleased inside, gave a light cough, and said, "Optical tweezers, you know about them?"

"You old coot, you talk as if you knew how to use it," that director said with a laugh.

"I don't, but someone in our department does," Director Kong said, standing ramrod straight with his chin practically pointing to the sky.

Zheng Ren stood behind with his head lowered, really not used to these old directors showing off to each other.

But as for Director Kong, as long as he's pleased, that's all that matters to us.

Director Kong was just saying that, but he didn't really try to seize the spot. A little showing off, and others merely envied him. If he got too much attention, though, it might cause trouble for Zheng Ren.

Director Kong handled the measure and tact very well.

After waiting half an hour, Zheng Ren and Director Kong entered Vice President Yuan's office.

Zheng Ren thought, "What a waste of time."

If there's a next time, it'd be better to let Director Kong come himself. With this time, I might as well read a book in the System Space—would be more worthwhile.

"Yo, Xiao Zheng's back." Vice President Yuan saw Director Kong bring Zheng Ren in, and the smile broke through his stern face.

Zheng Ren didn't speak, but shrank back behind Director Kong.

"President, Zheng Ren has some leads on Li Lao's matter," Director Kong said.

"Hmm, you reported half of it the day before yesterday, saying you'd think it over carefully—have you figured it out completely this time?" Vice President Yuan asked.

He also knew Zheng Ren had been called to a hospital-wide consultation for that pulmonary valve surgery, which Vice President Yuan had also heard about.

This guy, tossing aside the work-reporting matter, also went to attend the hospital-wide consultation.

How should I put it?

Vice President Yuan's face was expressionless, leaning back in his chair, gazing at Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren began by giving a thorough account of the whole-body CT scan, which showed a possible issue with the thoracic spine, requiring a needle biopsy to obtain pathological tissue.

As for the biopsy specimen, it would be processed further using optical tweezers.

Zheng Ren did not shy away from the difficulties and problems, but spoke frankly about them.

Although he had already completed the operation in the System Space yesterday, he still kept his usual habit of not speaking in absolutes.

"According to that, do you have confidence in diagnosing latent hepatic metastatic cancer?" Vice President Yuan concluded.

His tone carried a hint of surprise.

Originally, Vice President Yuan's idea was to bring Zheng Lao Ban out for a walk.

First, to give him a sense of belonging, to make him one of our 912 people. Second, to let anyone seeking medical care in Di Du know that Zheng Lao Ban is one of our 912 people.

But he never imagined that letting everyone be helpless against latent hepatic metastatic cancer could actually be solved by Zheng Lao Ban.

"President, it's not a certainty, but a 70% chance," Zheng Ren said. "Saying 100% would just make me a quack."

"Hmm~~" Vice President Yuan pondered for a few seconds, then said, "Then I'll consult Li Lao; if he agrees, we'll schedule a time for the needle biopsy."

"Okay," Zheng Ren said.

"Optical tweezers, is that the achievement that won the 2018 Nobel Prize in Physics? It's already being used clinically?" Vice President Yuan asked.

"Yes, it's also a stroke of luck—I happened to meet a domestic company laying out a 5G project and, as a side note, bought the usage rights to the first-generation optical tweezers." Zheng Ren said.

Vice President Yuan's gaze showed some astonishment.

Vice President Yuan's look at Zheng Ren was simple and direct, without any concealment.

Zheng Ren wore a standard, obvious fake smile, standing silently opposite Vice President Yuan's desk.

After a long while, Vice President Yuan said, "Go get busy; I'll let you know."

"Okay," Zheng Ren said, giving a slight bow, and left with Director Kong and Su Yun.

Watching their retreating backs, Vice President Yuan drove out the next person and fell into silent contemplation.

Many senior directors, team-leading professors from various departments, wealthy people in society, and company bosses all had dealings with him, which was inevitable.

The better one's technique, the higher the level of their social circle.

Vice President Yuan had expected this of Zheng Lao Ban. With his technical skill at such a level, how sharp are those people's eyes in society? I'd guess those rushing to flatter Zheng Lao Ban should start appearing.

But Vice President Yuan hadn't expected that Zheng Ren this kid would actually be involved in laying out a 5G project, and even casually purchasing the usage rights to first-generation optical tweezers—a Nobel Prize–winning technology—putting him in touch with major magnates who hoard such tech as reserves.

According to his estimate, it would take at least a year before one could reach that level.

This Zheng Lao Ban is getting more and more interesting.

……

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Leaving the President's office, Director Kong looked at Zheng Ren with a smile, just as he would look at his own most promising son.

"Director, isn't anything missing?" Zheng Ren, still making his first formal work report to the President, saw no one around after coming out and asked.

"The point of this is that others can't do it, only you can." Director Kong laughed, "Don't worry, being blunt isn't necessarily a bad thing."

"Blunt! Director Kong actually calls low emotional intelligence and poor social skills 'blunt'! Su Yun walked alongside with her head down, looking disdainfully at her own toes."

Being so biased, it's really just piling all kinds of nice words onto the boss.

This guy is just a medical dog, right?

"Alright, don't keep me company—go check the liver and gallbladder department and discuss the project with Director Li and the others." Director Kong said this, then suddenly thought of something, inwardly blamed himself, and added, "Zheng Lao Ban, you're interested, right?"

"Yes," Zheng Ren nodded.

Director Kong felt a bit more at ease.

Feeling pleased for a moment, he actually forgot to ask about this.

"Zheng Lao Ban, your Nobel Prize project won't be delayed, will it?" Director Kong asked.

"The first batch of trainees have returned, the Shou Bing has been rolled out, recent feedback… Su Yun, how many Shou Bing cases are there?" Zheng Ren asked.

"822 cases." Su Yun replied offhand.

"…" Director Kong was speechless.

How long has it been? After the Earthquake Relief, just over a month, and already nearly a thousand cases?

Moreover, Zheng Lao Ban said, the first batch of trainees have just returned, and everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

What about the second batch? What about the third batch?

Even without the Nobel Prize leading the way, a clinical technique promotion that can yield tens of thousands of successful cases within a year is a mature technique.

In the future, when this technique is mentioned, the first thing that comes to mind will be this Zheng Lao Ban beside oneself.

This is a matter that will go down in medical history!