Chapter 158: with translation of chapter title

The busy, fragmented night of sleep passed quickly.

The next day, Chang Yue came to work full of energy, while Zheng Ren had not yet gotten out of bed.

She saw the documents Zheng Ren had left for her, she personally inquired again, confirmed there were no errors, and then began a day of busyness.

Zheng Yunxia also completed the hospitalization procedures; she did not repeatedly express thanks, remaining calm and composed.

In a sense, Zheng Yunxia's liver cancer interventional surgery was the first outpatient surgery performed by the Emergency Department.

It was said that upon hearing this, the General Surgery Department was somewhat displeased, but after Director Pan's remark "If you can do it, then do it," their opinion was forcibly suppressed.

Not all liver cancers can be treated with surgery.

Patients like Zheng Yunxia, who have postoperative recurrence, are in principle contraindicated for surgery.

What is suitable for her is interventional embolization; once the tumor shrinks a bit, radiofrequency ablation can be chosen.

Because she was the first outpatient case, everyone gave it high priority, and they rarely held a preoperative discussion meeting.

Chang Yue first introduced the condition, hanging the preoperative films from the previous surgery and the just‑done examination on the viewer; the degree of tumor shrinkage was immediately apparent.

This was undoubtedly encouraging; although Director Pan had gained some knowledge of interventional surgery from books, he never expected the effect to be so obvious.

"Director Pan, I still have a worry." When it was Zheng Ren's turn to speak, he looked at the images, but his mind was on something else.

"Go on." Director Pan stared intently at the two comparative images, his eyes flickering, as if thinking about something.

"It's scheduled to start at 8:30 a. m. tomorrow, but what if an emergency comes up at this time?" Zheng Ren said.

"Do you think the world stops turning without you?" Director Pan waved his hand and said, "I can handle emergencies and surgeries; old ginger is still spicy—haven't you heard that?"

Zheng Ren laughed.

Su Yun gave Zheng Ren a disdainful glance; if it weren't for his good surgical skills, this guy would have been shouted down long ago.

Before retirement, Director Pan was the head of the cadre ward at the military district hospital, and whether in diagnosis or rescue, he was a top‑notch expert.

If it weren't for his age—slow to learn new surgical techniques and his body not permitting it—the Emergency Building of Haicheng City First Hospital would have been renovated long ago.

"Don't worry, I've seen more emergency patients than you've seen people." Director Pan gave Zheng Ren a reassuring pill.

Zheng Ren thought, that made sense, and then began to explain how he would perform the surgery tomorrow.

The surgical procedure is especially simple to describe, especially with the 64‑slice CT three‑dimensional reconstruction images—what to do is immediately clear.

Director Pan, hearing Zheng Ren describe it as simple, recalled that his first surgery had taken a full four hours, and worriedly asked, "This is the tumor‑feeding vessel found by the three‑dimensional reconstruction; what if something goes wrong?"

"It won't happen." Zheng Ren smiled and answered.

"It won't?" Director Pan expressed surprise.

"Well, because this three‑dimensional reconstruction was done by me in the CT room, the abnormally proliferating vessel is only this one, and it's newly grown." Zheng Ren answered affirmatively, "Although the newly grown vessel is finer and the difficulty greater, I estimate the chance of success is high."

Zheng Ren's remark was rather "modest," Director Pan looked at him doubtfully, wondering when this kid had learned to do 64‑slice CT three‑dimensional reconstruction.

"All right." Director Pan still had reservations, which is also a quality a qualified clinical physician should possess.

Doubting everything, denying everything, speaking with facts.

In the corner, the unremarkable Yang Lei was also quite surprised.

As a clinical physician, Yang Lei often operates the 64‑slice CT and has seen countless three‑dimensional reconstruction images, yet he has never heard of any clinical physician personally going to the CT room to perform the reconstruction.

Zheng Ren has become this strong without realizing it? How did I fail to notice?

This can't be right… Yang Lei harbored some doubt, thinking to himself that he must definitely watch Zheng Ren's surgery in person tomorrow.

Although he doesn't understand, the simple images are no problem for him; whether the surgery goes smoothly is immediately apparent.

Only Chang Yue and Su Yun, who went with Zheng Ren to the CT room that day, knew that all this came from Zheng Ren's efforts.

The nearly two‑hour three‑dimensional reconstruction was done from the surgeon's perspective, making it completely different from ordinary three‑dimensional reconstruction.

It's like ordinary off‑the‑rack clothing; no matter how well it fits, it can't match the fit of a tailor‑made garment.

Of course, the price paid is Zheng Ren's rest time as a surgeon.

As CT Deputy Director Sister Zhao said, Zheng Ren doesn't boast about his surgical prowess; relying solely on his custom‑made 64‑slice CT three‑dimensional reconstruction and interventional surgery, he could seek a million‑yuan‑a‑year job in a southern hospital… after tax.

Can custom‑made and standard‑issue equipment be the same?

The preoperative discussion was interrupted within half an hour by an acute appendicitis patient sent from the Emergency Department, and everyone resumed their busyness.

Director Pan looked at each capable doctor, feeling greatly reassured.

A few months ago, he could not have imagined that the Emergency Ward would become so lively so quickly.

Even when he was younger, single‑handedly propping up the Emergency Ward of Haicheng City First Hospital would probably have been beyond his strength.

These kids are not bad, really not bad.

Days passed, with the Emergency Department performing three or four surgeries a day; as long as they didn't arrive late at night, nobody minded, because whether Zheng Ren or Su Yun did them, they were quick.

The next day, Director Pan hurried to the Emergency Ward early, checking every detail of Zheng Yunxia's preoperative preparations, leaving nothing unasked.

With no omissions, Director Pan then let Su Yun send the patient to the operating room; afterward, he and Zheng Ren chatted while changing clothes.

"Little Zheng, you've been working hard lately." Director Pan said, "In a few days, go have fun in Beijing; no need to worry too much about home."

If Director Liu were in charge, Zheng Ren would surely wonder whether he didn't want to let himself do the surgery.

But Director Pan's words were pure sincerity, merely wishing to let himself get a few sound nights of sleep.

Zheng Ren gave a hehe laugh and said nothing.

"This time you're going to the Capital, you need to pay more attention." Director Pan nagged repeatedly, "Connections are very important, especially high‑level ones. I consulted my comrades from the 301 Hospital, and the research on this new technique has already made a breakthrough. Guess what surgery it is."

Zheng Ren stared for a moment—how could he possibly guess?

But seeing Director Pan's childlike, mischievous gaze, he forced himself to guess a few times.

Without a doubt, they were all wrong.

"Let me tell you, the research on this new technique this time is a world‑first!" Director Pan said happily.