Chapter 1520: 1473 Laying an Egg (Sect Master's Gorgeous Sorrow Cangyue Extra)

Soon, Feng Jianguo made an incision about 8 cm long in the patient's stomach wall, took a large forceps, and removed the gastric stone.

It was an irregular polyhedron, its surface coated with white scale; some parts seemed to have been soaked by gastric juice, turning dark green.

It was mottled and had a slight odd smell, but for those in gastroenterology surgery, such an odor was trivial.

It simply cannot be compared to the kind of surgery that deals with feces.

"Tsk tsk, I'll take it later to show the family." Feng Jianguo fiddled with the gastric stone for nearly a minute, he said.

"Old Feng, put it in the pathology basin, I'll take a photo." Su Yun said from the side.

"Wait, I'll examine it a bit more." Feng Jianguo said: "I've also done some gastric stone surgeries; this is the largest."

"Just taking a photo isn't enough; you need to place something else beside it so people can tell the size at a glance. Only with a comparison do you get a sense." Director Wei, experienced, immediately gave a reliable suggestion.

Doing that, it couldn't be placed in the pathology basin.

Su Yun simply went out to find a ruler, brought it back, laid a blue sterile sheet on the floor, put on sterile gloves, opened the ruler, called Zheng Ren to hold it down, then carefully placed the gastric stone on the sterile sheet.

Zheng Ren found it funny; for such a thing, a single glance leaving an impression was enough. As for its length, isn't the 9 cm measurement enough? Why bother taking a photo as a keepsake?

But since everyone was so enthusiastic, Zheng Ren, being sensible, did not object.

If he raised an objection, Su Yun would surely scold him for lacking scientific spirit and being utterly unrigorous.

After taking that commemorative photo, Feng Jianguo had already examined the stomach cavity, found no other stones, and began suturing.

The surgery was quite simple; seeing such a large stone counted as gaining some experience.

If all surgeries were this simple, how wonderful that would be. Everyone was cheerful, the patient recovered especially quickly after the operation, and the sunshine seemed a bit brighter.

Director Wei also wanted to pose for a few more photos; he strained to squat down, with the sterile sheet and gastric stone beside him. He placed his hand on it, as if taking a tourist snapshot at a scenic spot with some famous historic sites.

He had his phone in the back pocket of his trousers; being older and somewhat overweight, he shifted his buttocks a few times, constantly seeking balance.

With a slap, the phone slipped out of the pocket and fell to the ground.

"Director Wei, you've laid an egg." Su Yun burst out laughing, preserving that moment.

"Help... help me up." Director Wei wanted to stand, but his waist wouldn't cooperate. Squatting was easy; standing up was hard.

Su Yun's joke was just a joke; seeing Director Wei's sore waist and weak legs, he immediately helped him up.

"Old sir, this old waist!" Director Wei sighed: "Apart from the lumbar disc, there's nothing protruding on my body. Besides blood sugar, there's nothing high."

"Your surgical skill could even compare to blood..." Su Yun had just said that when Director Wei's phone rang.

It was sudden, startling both of them.

"Director Wei, the egg you just laid has already hatched a little chick." Lao He stood aside, watching the fun.

Director Wei ignored him, picked up the phone, and answered the call.

"Hmm, I'm in the operating room."

"How is the child?" Director Wei asked.

From the phone, a faint sound of crying could be heard.

"Don't rush, speak slowly. Forget it, where are you?"

"At the operating room entrance; I went out to wait for you."

Seeing Director Wei hang up, Zheng Ren asked: "What's the matter, Director Wei?"

"A friend's child swallowed something foreign." Director Wei said: "When they had their first child, they had no experience and pampered the child to heaven. You say, this is their second child, how can they still be so careless?"

Zheng Ren thought of the age; his friend must be in his forties at least. Then he thought of Director Wei's silk stockings—this impression is truly hard to erase.

"The family is frantic; just talking made them burst into tears." Director Wei also felt helpless.

Zheng Ren saw Director Wei not anxious, felt a bit strange, and asked: "Director Wei, why aren't you in a hurry?"

"It's been three days already; if something were going to happen, it would have happened by now."

"Oh, I see now," Zheng Ren understood this time.

Probably the child is small, ate something, and hasn't expelled it, so the family rushed anxiously to find Director Wei at 912.

It probably isn't a serious matter.

"When we were young..." Director Wei waited for his friend to come up; at that time, going out meant waiting for patients' families, full of strange looks, so he began to reminisce about the past.

"My family had seven children. My third brother went out to cut pig grass, slept outside for two nights, and my mother didn't even notice." Director Wei said wistfully.

"..." Zheng Ren and Su Yun had no such experience.

Zheng Ren fared the worst; this sort of thing had nothing to do with him.

Su Yun, however, was the family's only son; let alone sleeping out for two nights, before college he hardly had a chance to leave home. He didn't board at school; after class his mother waited at the school gate to pick him up—if he tried to disappear, his mother would call the police within two hours.

After chatting a few minutes, Director Wei received another call and hurried to the operating room entrance.

Zheng Ren followed him out.

"Director Wei, how old is the child?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Five... maybe six years old." Director Wei calculated and said.

Zheng Ren didn't continue asking; it seemed Director Wei wasn't very familiar either. Moreover, calculating ages in the traditional Chinese way seemed a bit troublesome, so it's no wonder Director Wei.

He quietly followed beside Director Wei, arriving at the operating room entrance.

Director Wei opened the door; with a whoosh, several patients' relatives gathered around.

Even those who were seated craned their necks to look.

The feeling of relatives waiting at the operating room door for their loved ones to come out of surgery is extremely urgent.

When they saw Director Wei emerge in an isolation gown, they were startled. A few glanced, saw no cart behind him, and hastily stepped back, as if Director Wei carried a plague.

When doctors came down from surgery to report the condition, they could only say there had been an unexpected situation. No one wants their own family member to come to harm, and everyone fears Director Wei beckoning them over.

"Wei brother, this way!" a middle-aged woman waved, the bag of films in her hand rustling loudly.

Zheng Ren glanced; the woman was in her forties, somewhat worn out, as if she hadn't slept well for several days.

She wore light makeup, through which tear traces could faintly be seen.

His hair was slightly messy, hastily combed up.

He had no spirit whatsoever; all that could be seen was haste and anxiety.

"Come here." Director Wei assigned the Middle-aged Woman to the operating room, then upon entering introduced, "Zheng Lao Ban, this is my friend, Li Yufen."

"Li Sister, Greeting." Zheng Ren greeted with a smile, his eyes fixed on the film bag in Li Yufen's hand, completely unaware that Director Wei had not introduced Zheng Ren to Li Yufen at all.

"What is the child eating?" Director Wei asked directly, without beating around the bush.