Chapter 1519: 1472 Top-floor Sea View (Sect Leader's Longing Like Dusk, Extra Chapter)

Director Wei hesitated a bit, then asked about some details; Zheng Ren rushed in to watch the surgery, his explanation of minimally invasive treatment for great hidden varicose veins was somewhat rough.

But this kind of surgery actually has nothing much to say about it.

Small incision, quick procedure, after surgery the patient can walk upright from the operating room back to the ward.

Were it not for the infection department's requirement, it could be done in the dressing room of the ward.

Listening to Zheng Ren's explanation, Director Wei's heart was moved.

Although he felt an indescribable dread at the thought of lying on the operating table himself, upon reflection he seemed to find nothing worth fearing.

It ended in a few minutes, painless, and he walked out.

These few key points gave Director Wei some confidence.

Entering the operating room, Lao He jumped up from the stool beside the ventilator, laughing and saying, "Zheng Lao Ban, are you busy down there?"

"Coming up was indeed a bit late," Zheng Ren said, "I was chatting with Director Wei."

Only then did Lao He notice that besides Zheng Ren, Director Wei had also come in.

Director Wei also felt somewhat helpless; not long after, with Zheng Lao Ban present, he felt he had no presence.

This is too… damn it.

No matter how you say it, I'm also the chief surgeon of 912, yet I actually have no presence!

But his surgery is indeed good; I have no objection to that.

Forget it, let it be; Director Wei was still pondering how to perform the great hidden varicose vein surgery via an interventional approach, and the feeling of insignificance slipped from his mind.

"Huh? Old Feng, why are you up for surgery?" Seeing Feng Jianguo standing at the surgeon's spot, with Quan Xiaocao assisting opposite, Su Yun asked strangely.

"A gastric stone, still this big—come feel it." Feng Jianguo said with a grin: "Today there was only one gastric cancer surgery, already finished; just doing it on the side, on the side."

Upon encountering a rare case, everyone wants to have a look; if one could try it personally, that would be even better. Professor Feng belongs to the type who gets the advantage by being close to the water tower, and he actually went up on stage himself.

Zheng Ren felt a bit regretful; it seemed he couldn't go up.

Actually, whether one goes up or not makes little difference; the only distinction is wearing gloves and feeling the huge gastric stone.

He moved over, but Zheng Ren didn't stand behind Feng Jianguo, after all Director Wei had come up together; he couldn't ignore the protocol.

The best spot must naturally be reserved for the director.

He went around and stood behind Quan Xiaocao, watching attentively.

The surgery didn't use a laparoscope, because the gastric stone was huge; using a scope would still require a small incision.

Rather than that, it's better to go in through a small opening, open the abdomen, and directly remove the gastric stone under vision.

Feng Jianguo took a midline upper abdominal incision, about 8 cm long, and had begun cutting layer by layer into the abdomen.

Quan Xiaocao's handling was orderly and competent; although it's unknown if she could lead the knife, as an assistant she was more than capable.

In surgery, proficiency is one aspect, talent another.

Monsters like Su Yun are rare.

As for me, that doesn't count.

Zheng Ren watched for a few minutes and felt something odd.

Quan Xiaocao's operations, smooth at first, gradually became stiff.

"Pa~" a crisp sound.

Feng Jianguo's large tweezers tapped the suction device held in Quan Xiaocao's hand.

"Xiao Cao, we're about to enter the abdomen; focus." Feng Jianguo reminded lightly.

Because Director Wei and Zheng Lao Ban were present, Feng Jianguo didn't lose his temper.

Quan Xiaocao promptly replied; she also knew that with Zheng Lao Ban watching from behind, Professor Feng wouldn't launch into a head‑to‑toe scolding.

"Xiao Cao, is it because I'm watching the surgery from behind that you're nervous?" Zheng Ren asked.

Quan Xiaocao blinked slightly, then nodded.

This is a common ailment of young doctors; even when merely assisting, having a top‑notch doctor behind them makes the whole person inevitably tense.

Deformed movements cause the surgery to be somewhat affected.

"I won't be watching here; don't be nervous," Zheng Ren said.

Lao He quickly shifted aside, saying, "Zheng Lao Ban, stand here with me to watch."

From the anesthetist's angle it's a bit far, but the advantage is a wide, bright view, like the high floors overlooking the sea—each higher level costs extra.

Not only did he make space, Lao He also handed Zheng Ren the highest footstool.

Straight to the top floor to view the sea.

After Zheng Ren left, Quan Xiaocao indeed improved a bit; her movements weren't so stiff.

Su Yun laughed: "Xiao Cao, you can't always be so timid."

Feng Jianguo cut open the abdominal wall; Quan Xiaocao watched intently, lest fluid seep from the cavity and contaminate the wound.

Hearing Su Yun say that, Quan Xiaocao's hand twitched a moment, but she immediately corrected herself.

"All surgeons are hot chicks; be a bit spicier." Su Yun stood beside Director Wei, smiling, and said.

"The former hand‑surgery hot chicks were truly spicy." Feng Jianguo, while doing peritoneal protection, said: "Microsurgery is also good—replanting severed fingers, those brought from afar with extremely long ischemia times also have successful cases."

"Xiao Cao will do too." Su Yun said, "Old Feng, any thought of letting Xiao Cao work with the boss for a while? Just clamp with the hemostatic forceps for a spell, and that'll do."

"Clamp?" Feng Jianguo chuckled and began probing the peritoneal cavity.

"Hehe." Seeing Feng Jianguo not grasp his meaning, Su Yun said: "After witnessing a higher‑level surgery, as long as you can keep up, your horizons rise. Different platforms, different starting points, future achievements will surely differ."

"…" Feng Jianguo was speechless, blinked slightly, gave a wry smile, and continued the surgery.

Indeed, following Zheng Lao Ban in surgery teaches more than following oneself.

Leave it to Zheng Lao Ban? He already has several assistants—from Su Yun the monster, to Rudolf Wagner the foreign professor, to Liu Zewei the domestic professor.

And he still vies with me for a student—truly shameless; how can Su Yun have the face to say that.

Feng Jianguo muttered something in his heart, lowered his head Shou Bing.

The liver's appearance was normal, but the stomach's shape was off, looking rather awkward.

His hand lightly touched the stomach wall; inside it felt hard and solid.

"This guy, I'd estimate it's been several years." Feng Jianguo remarked with feeling.

"Open it up and take a look." Su Yun also curious, "If it's left in there all this time, it would be a relic."

"It's too big, hard to retain." Zheng Ren said: "I've read a few case reports saying that eating bananas could possibly cause this kind of gastric stone disease."

"There are many possibilities; even vegetarians could get it, but the likelihood is highest from eating raw persimmons."

"If that's the case, the lives of tropical peoples must be very hard. If we were to do this kind of research, I'd estimate the incidence rate is highest in the Philippines. But why haven't we seen similar reports from them?"

"If they eat it all year, they'd probably get sick of it. Otherwise, why would they export it in large quantities?"

Several people, while watching Shou Bing, chatted Idle Talk.