Chapter 1552: 1504 Used Like Livestock

MD! He silently cursed to himself; his subordinates, every one of them, have bronchitis. He gave up the familiar external surgery to learn endoscopy, a loss he couldn't make up for.

If he really did that, the tigresses at home would surely come make a fuss in his office.

Internal medicine is better; they're all female doctors.

Thinking about it, a lightbulb went off in his head. Female doctors? Quan Xiaocao!

Looking at it, it seems quite suitable—a piece of uncarved jade, a blank sheet of paper; how to write on it is entirely up to oneself.

No, it's up to Feng Jianguo?

Moreover, Quan Xiaocao has already been in touch with Zheng Lao Ban's medical team; even articles published in journals as prestigious as Willow Leaf Blade list her as first author.

Thinking about it, he gave a hehe laugh.

Zheng Ren felt a chill run down his spine.

Before him, an old man with white-haired beard and hair, bare-chested, was pulling down stockings layer by layer on his lower half, emitting a hehe laugh from his mouth.

Is this damn thing a haunting?

"Director Wei?" Zheng Ren called out tentatively.

"Huh?" Director Wei came to his senses, victory in hand, his behavior and demeanor became much more unrestrained.

"What are you laughing at?" Zheng Ren asked in surprise.

"Nothing, just thinking about finding someone to study ESD technology." Director Wei said with a smile: "Zheng Lao Ban, you come from general surgery, but you can't just watch our General Surgery Department wither away like this."

That statement…… is too serious.

Zheng Ren doesn't believe he can cause the prosperity or decline of the General Surgery Department, nor does he think he can stop the trend toward minimally invasive surgery.

"Quan Xiaocao?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Let that kid give it a try; I'm also taking on a few graduate students this year. Zheng Lao Ban, then you'll have to take them all." Director Wei said with a hearty laugh.

"……"

What is this?

"I definitely won't let you help me bring students for free." Director Wei said, having already taken off his stockings and tossed them into his personal locker, then added: "You're also a full professor; has the Science and Education Department allowed you to recruit graduate students?"

Zheng Ren shook his head.

He simply hadn't thought about that.

In Zheng Ren's mind, he is still an undergraduate who never pursued graduate studies, and the regret of not having done so back then has always been deeply buried in his heart.

Yet, without realizing it, he could become a master's supervisor.

This matter is troublesome.

Leaving the Operating Room, Zheng Ren bade farewell to Director Wei and, with his hands behind his back, slowly returned to the Intervention Department.

He felt himself becoming more steady; if he grew old in the future, walking the hospital with his hands behind his back, he would surely bear the demeanor of an old professor.

"Zheng Lao Ban, you're back." Liu Zewei saw Zheng Ren return and greeted him.

"Old Liu, there aren't many patients; don't you feel it's not enough?" Zheng Ren asked with a smile.

"A bit." Liu Zewei spoke frankly, "but growth is still fast; with few patients, it also gives me time to adapt. After all, I'm old—if I were to be used like livestock, I couldn't stand it."

Zheng Ren knew that describing something as being used like livestock was no joke.

On his end, he wasn't very busy, because he only performed the TIPS procedure.

Moreover, Liu Zewei, as a professor at the Medical University Affiliated Hospital in Sheng Cheng, Northern Province, had specifically sought him out, and he differed from other trainees.

The reason many large tertiary hospitals in Di Du and Modu can bear such heavy medical workloads is that they have nearly countless trainee doctors from across the country working year after year, day after day.

Catching a trainee doctor and working them to death is necessary.

Anyway, they leave after a few months, at most a year and a half; if not now, when else?

Old Liu initially thought there would be many surgeries, but he didn't expect Zheng Lao Ban to go out every day to hunt wild game.

But this is also pretty good; he rubbed his bald head and said with a smile.

Zheng Ren thought of the upcoming community hospital; by then, Old Liu might not even have time to rub his bald head.

He didn't say it.

If Old Liu leaves, professors will have to go after the Nobel Prize as well; what would we do on our end?

Do TIPS surgery every day?

Zheng Ren chuckled; when the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally go straight. If Old Liu isn't around, there will surely be other trainees coming.

By then, we'll seize them, treat them like livestock, and work them to death.

"Right, Old Liu. Tomorrow's Phase Two surgery is delayed; we need to first give Li Lao from the Engineering Institute a minor operation." Zheng Ren said.

"Hmm." Liu Zewei didn't ask how long the surgery would take; he just postponed it—it wasn't a big deal.

After chatting with Liu Zewei for a while, Liu Zewei asked about some thoughts lingering in his mind, and Su Yun returned.

"Boss, what do you want to go to the CT for?"

"I want to see your level of 3D reconstruction."

"What's there to see? My level is high—whatever you can do, I can do too..." Su Yun said, hesitating slightly, "Whatever you show, I'll do."

He corrected his own statement, fearing that Zheng Ren would give him a hard time like a nitpicker.

"Help me do a needle biopsy on Li Lao to get pathological tissue." Zheng Ren opened the computer, found Li Lao's images in the system, and said, "Come take a look—what's wrong?"

Liu Zewei also came over.

"Thoracic spine CT?" Liu Zewei rubbed his bald head and examined it carefully.

A few minutes later, he became puzzled.

"Zheng Lao Ban, this is a normal CT image of an elderly person, right? There's some osteoporosis and disc protrusion, but I don't see any other problems."

Zheng Ren chuckled and looked at Su Yun.

Su Yun furrowed his brow, repeatedly checking the positions of the sixth and seventh thoracic vertebrae.

His level is still high; Zheng Ren felt somewhat relieved. At least compared to Liu Zewei, this kind of Team-leading Professor from Northern Province, it's higher—not just a little higher.

"It looks uncomfortable here; if you really say something is wrong, I don't think there is anything wrong." Su Yun looked again for 5 minutes, then pointed at Zheng Ren and said it might be the site of tumor metastasis.

"Mm, that's the spot." Zheng Ren said: "Preliminary judgment, it's occult liver metastatic cancer."

"..." Liu Zewei was stunned.

You can even diagnose this?

He didn't wholeheartedly believe Zheng Ren without hesitation; instead, he had some doubts. From an imaging perspective, this place looked just as Su Yun said, appearing somewhat uncomfortable.

Even those with lower skill can't see the discomfort; they would only think it's Bone osteoporosis and some calcified deposits.

"Look again at the slice CT three-dimensional reconstruction I made." Zheng Ren said, "The three-dimensional reconstruction looks clearer."

"You're not just taking off your pants to fart, are you?" Su Yun said unhappily, "If you had looked at the reconstruction earlier, wouldn't it have been done?"

"You're not going to the CT Shi, and even if you went I wouldn't know what to do. I originally wanted to find an animal specimen to secretly try it out, but thinking about it seems unnecessary. Look, let's discuss it between us; I think that's fine."

Su Yun's hand speed was extremely fast; while Zheng Ren was speaking, he had already called up the three-dimensional reconstruction image data and was quickly browsing through it.

Liu Zewei tried to keep up with Su Yun's hand speed, but after looking for less than 1 minute he felt the vestibular nerve release a large amount of bioelectric stimulation, making him somewhat nauseous.