Chapter 1665: with translation of chapter title

1608 Pre-determined Nobel Prize? That's a rumor.

Zheng Ren stood in front of the operating table, reached out, and the willow leaf blade slapped into his hand.

「Boss, is the bet still on? 」 Su Yun stood opposite, asking.

「You're not afraid of death, not afraid of losing—I really admire that spirit. 」 Zheng Ren smiled and said, 「Why wouldn't I agree? 」

「Start Shou Bing! 」 Su Yun got excited.

Zheng Ren's judgment was too unbelievable; during the pre-op discussion, Su Yun and he argued for a long time.

Old Mr. Wang had no other metal implants, so he could only determine that the cobalt metal came from the hip joint.

Su Yun thought it was a material issue, while Zheng Ren persisted in believing that a ceramic fragment left nearby caused the damage.

The two even made a bet over this diagnosis.

In these 24 hours, several people, accompanied by the Wang family, toured some sights in Nanyang. Zheng Ren wasn't interested in crowded places, but liked those deserted small islands.

Wang Nan was also tactful, flattering attentively, and quickly figured out what Zheng Ren liked.

After enjoying 18 hours of romantic warmth on the deserted small island, they still had to come back to do the Shou Bing.

Master Chu Nu Ang Sai's Shou Bing result gave the Wang family almost infinite confidence, and adding Master Yan's four words, they agreed to the Shou Bing without hesitation.

This was something Zheng Ren didn't expect.

Facing Su Yun's certain-loss bet, Zheng Ren didn't mind betting with him. Because in the System Operating Room, he had already seen in the CT image the proliferating fibrous connective tissue containing a ceramic fragment.

Bet with himself?

I'm the man who can see the hole cards! So saying spinach is boring, that's what Zheng Ren thinks.

After successful anesthesia, Old Mr. Wang took the left lateral position, routinely disinfected with povidone-iodine, laid sterile drapes, applied skin protection film. He took a right lateral arc incision of the hip joint, about 15 cm long.

There is an old scar on this side, left from the Shou Bing three years ago.

Zheng Ren was about to follow the original incision to cut the skin when he heard a commotion behind him.

「Who are you? 」 Su Yun looked up and asked directly.

「I am Dr. Keentah, independent director of Massachusetts General Hospital; the Shou Bing three years ago was done by me. 」 Dr. Keentah wore an isolation gown, a cap and mask, and first gave a self-introduction.

「Boss, the main person has arrived. 」 Su Yun said with a smile.

「Hello, Dr. Keentah. 」 Zheng Ren turned back, greeting Dr. Keentah with a Boston accent.

Dr. Keentah never expected to hear a standard rural accent at Nanyang National Hospital, and instantly felt very close.

「You are…? 」

「I am Doctor Zheng Zheng Ren of Di Du 912 Hospital. 」

「You're the Doctor Zheng who's the pre-determined Nobel Prize?! 」 Dr. Keentah asked with complex emotions.

「Pre-determined Nobel Prize? Who told you that? 」 Zheng Ren turned his head, hand raised blade fell, following the Shou Bing incision left by Dr. Keentah three years ago, 0.5 cm away, he cut the skin of Old Mr. Wang's right hip joint.

The incision was neither deep nor shallow, with six bleeding points; before they could bleed, Su Yun used electrocautery to stop them.

「The news from the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences says that President Olsson, due to strong opposition, also reported this matter to the King of Sweden. 」 Dr. Keentah said: 「My goodness, Doctor Zheng, how did you do it? 」

「Rumor. 」 Zheng Ren replied in a Boston accent, at the same time slapping the willow leaf blade against Old Mr. Wang's thigh, and taking the hemostatic forceps handed over by Xie Yiren.

Blunt dissection, skilled and fast.

But Zheng Ren didn't treat the original scar; Su Yun knew this part could be left for last.

Remove scar tissue, re-suture, otherwise skin surface healing will be problematic.

Zheng Ren used the hemostatic forceps for blunt dissection of subcutaneous tissue and fascia; where the electrocautery was needed, Su Yun's electrocautery came like a summoned beast.

Their coordination was perfect; Dr. Keentah only looked for less than one minute before he stared blankly.

As for why the president of the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences, Olsson, would directly suggest to the King of Sweden to pre-award the Nobel Prize to this young Intervention Department Doctor, he tossed that to the back of his mind.

Although he knew the Nobel Prize has nothing to do with the King of Sweden, this rumor is very catchy, and he especially wants to believe it's true.

Previously, Dr. Keentah thought this was a complete scandal, simply a shameless act.

But the Shou Bing unfolding before his eyes was so smooth and skilled. Dr. Keentah was like a rock fan seeing the king reborn, and all other matters were tossed to the back of his mind.

Watching this Shou Bing is simply a great enjoyment.

Moreover, the operator performed a second-stage hip joint replacement Shou Bing! For Dr. Keentah, this is his strongest field, and he can also see more details.

Zheng Ren cut along the direction of the gluteus maximus fibers, opening the iliotibial band until below the greater trochanter.

Because it's a second Shou Bing, the fibrous tissue here is somewhat heavily adhered. Dr. Keentah also knows this; he strained his eyes to see how this pre-determined Nobel Prize Nominee would handle it.

However, his handling was the same as before.

Cut open, following the small incision, the hemostatic forceps inserted and began dissection.

When there was a bleeding point, he would detect it early; even when Dr. Keentah standing behind hadn't noticed, he would use the ultrasonic knife to cut it off with a papapa sound.

Shou Bing, the operative field was very clean, almost no bleeding.

Some capillaries were cut, but the summoned-beast-like electrocautery immediately tapped twice, coagulating the capillaries.

Bleeding volume…… Dr. Keentah thought it was only 1 ml.

This must be magic! Dr. Keentah somewhat dazedly thought.

But the operator and assistant seemed to think this was normal, with no communication, and the Shou Bing continued.

A bone nibbler slapped into Zheng Ren's hand. He nibbled the greater trochanter external bursa tissue, and Su Yun was responsible for hemostasis.

「Boss, the bleeding is a bit much, slow down. 」 Su Yun complained dissatisfiedly.

「All right, is it up to 5 ml? 」 Zheng Ren asked.

「Can't you hold yourself to a higher standard? Do a zero-bleeding hip joint replacement Shou Bing? 」 Su Yun said.

Lao He gave a bitter smile.

By this point, it's already the least bleeding hip joint replacement Shou Bing approach in my experience.

Moreover, it's a second Shou Bing, compared to a first Shou Bing the difficulty increased by an order of magnitude.

But Yun Ge'er, how is he still not satisfied?

Could it be that I also need to be stricter with myself? Lao He fell into deep thought.

I don't know how the twin sisters far away in Hai Cheng are doing; are they making rapid Progress under Zheng Lao Ban's whipping?

Just thinking about the twin sisters being whipped... Lao He instantly turned evil.

"Lao He, help with internal rotation." Zheng Ren said.

"Pa"—a crisp whip sound appeared in Lao He's mind; then he regained his senses, ran to below the operating area, and performed internal rotation on the patient's right lower limb.

As the internal rotation of the right lower limb was completed, the external rotator muscle of the thigh was revealed in the operating area. Zheng Ren, following its attachment point, progressively cut, ligated, and sutured, revealing the joint capsule.