Chapter 1694: with translation of chapter title

1637 What a grand spectacle! (Alliance Leader Bookworm comes, also extra update 4)

After changing clothes, Director Tian and the Deputy Chief came to the operating area of the Operating Room.

For this place, the people of Cardiothoracic Surgery both love and hate it.

The hatred mainly comes because the Cardiology Department does surgery here, stealing Cardiothoracic Surgery's biggest piece of work—the coronary artery bypass graft.

The love comes because when the Cardiology Department places a stent and the coronary artery ruptures or the pericardium is tamponaded, they will beg and plead to bring in Cardiothoracic Surgery to save the case.

Back then, you could insult them however you wanted; they were all like grandsons.

Upon entering the operating area, the first thing that catches the eye are two large boxes half a person's height.

This is bringing the equipment supplier into the operating area.

Not old in age, but with quite the airs. Medical University Affiliated Hospital—what supplies don't we have? Why do you have to bring your own?

Director Tian now finds everything about Zheng Ren displeasing, and no matter what, he has to mutter a couple of complaints.

And all of this will be kept in mind until the surgery ultimately fails.

A limping figure carrying several instruments walks into the Operating Room, which to Director Tian's eyes is full of flaws.

But he couldn't be bothered to say it.

Using a person's disability to describe them, in his view, is a very tasteless thing to do.

It's really something shameful that can't be shown, but Director Tian still thinks of it.

Zheng Ren calmly chooses the supplies; in the System Operating Room, everything is prepared by Big Pig Trotter, which is especially convenient. But outside, he has to pick them out one by one.

There's nothing to be done about it.

"Chief Zheng, are the materials enough?" Feng Xu Hui asked.

"Enough." Zheng Ren raised his head, eyes slightly narrowing, "Not from Changfeng, did you buy them yourself?"

"Hmm." Feng Xu Hui nodded.

"Thanks." Zheng Ren picked up a few things and handed them to Xie Yiren.

This time calling Xie Yiren to assist, although it's not an open-chest surgery, Xie Yiren is still very happy.

Bullet embolism!

As rare as it gets.

Zheng Ren is really becoming more and more thoughtful.

"Boss, I'm going to disinfect quickly." Professor Rudolf Wagner said after seeing Zheng Ren had finished taking the materials.

"Go ahead."

Zheng Ren came to the light box, arms crossed, viewing the images.

"Feng, stop grumbling and get out." Professor Rudolf Wagner washed his hands, returned, began disinfecting, and incidentally kicked Feng Xu Hui out.

This kid is too careful; the boss already got the supplies, yet he's still standing guard there, while the professor, while disinfecting, thought to himself.

"Boss."

"Huh?"

"Bullet embolism, I think I've seen some cases." The professor said: "Basically they all lodge in the right atrium or right ventricle, is that right?"

"Hmm." Zheng Ren, while viewing the images, described it one last time in his mind, while multitasking and speaking with Professor Rudolf Wagner: "? 1982, Dr. Cysne reported a similar case, which was done by surgically removing the bullet."

"Hmm, I've been looking at Dr. Yoon's research on bullet embolism. It shows that most bullet embolisms are in the right cardiac cavity, which is quite interesting." Professor Rudolf Wagner said.

The young patient, seeing the professor speak fluent Dong Bei, didn't notice that Lao He had administered a sedative.

"Doctor, is that foreigner very capable?" The young patient, who originally had some doubts about the surgery, wondered if a young doctor his own age could find the bullet.

He had originally prepared to give up, but later the Leader, using a commanding tone, decided this matter.

The original unpleasantness vanished upon seeing the professor.

"He? He's quite capable, a world-renowned professor of Interventional Medicine Discipline." Lao He said.

Upon hearing Lao He say that, the young patient's tense mind relaxed a bit, his thoughts gradually slowed, though he hadn't lost consciousness, his eyelids grew heavier.

"Go to sleep." Lao He said softly, like a hypnotist.

"Trouble..." the young patient's soft snore began.

"I've looked at their incomplete statistics." The professor, still excitedly recalling the data, said: "30 cases, 19 surgical cases, all successful. Of 6 observed cases, 5 entered interventional surgery, with 3 failures and only 2 successes."

"Right, so we need to prepare for failure." Zheng Ren said offhandedly while looking at the images.

"Boss, how could it possibly fail!" Professor Rudolf Wagner made a surprised gesture, unfortunately his blond long hair didn't flutter, "Just a click and it's done..."

"Fugui'er, surgery can possibly fail." Zheng Ren said calmly.

"You won't." After the professor finished disinfecting, "Boss, I'm truly not pretending to be ignorant. That thing, I've finished disinfecting, you go wash your hands."

Lao He suddenly remembered he forgot to bring the USB drive. Without the Good Luck Come song, will Zheng Lao Ban get angry?

He lowered his head, looking at the young patient, while in his mind he reflected on the mistake.

……

In the operating area, Director Liu had already arrived; he sat in the chair of the operating area, listening to the professor's strong Dong Bei accent flying out of the Operating Room, fell silent for a moment, and asked, "Who is speaking?"

"Germany Heidelberg University Affiliated Hospital, Interventional Medicine Discipline, internationally renowned professor—Rudolf Wagner." Lin Ge smiled and said, "The Nobel Prize project is the joint research of Professor Rudolf and Zheng Lao Ban."

"It's not just borrowing the foreign professor's name." The Deputy Chief of Cardiothoracic Surgery said in a neutral tone from behind.

Lin Ge knew he had offended people this time, but having come this far, he didn't mind offending a few more.

"You, also count as a doctor?" Lin Ge said with a contemptuous tone, without hiding it.

"What did you say?"

"Are your eyes using X-rays to see people? Lead glass can't be penetrated?" Lin Ge said sarcastically: "Who disinfects, who is the main surgeon, you can't tell?"

……

The Deputy Chief of Cardiothoracic Surgery forgot this point, left speechless by the rebuke.

Going up to disinfect, that's definitely the director's capable assistant; ordinary people who want to disinfect can't even manage it.

But no matter how capable, they're still just an assistant.

Except for some major surgeries, I've never seen the surgeon disinfect; the assistant just sits there with arms folded, watching the film.

"Ah, explaining this to you is really a loss of face." Lin Ge sighed, looking sorrowful.

"Director Lin, your Zheng Lao Ban goes out to do surgery with quite a show." Director Liu, although he thought Lin Ge was right, but to criticize his own troops to his face—if he stayed silent, he'd feel utterly embarrassed.

If the technique is lacking, then talk about the show; anyway, there's always something wrong.

"Hehe, Director Liu, look at what you're saying." Lin Ge changed to a smile and said: "This isn't for the department's mission, but to better complete the assigned task, right?"

Director Liu felt a wave of disgust.

You're saying we can't complete the mission?

"A few days ago, when going abroad on a mission, Zheng Lao Ban even brought his security detail." Lin Ge laughed and said: "They flew directly by chartered plane to Nanyang."

"" Director Liu was stunned. My damn self has never even ridden a chartered plane, yet Zheng Lao Ban's security have? As a proper director, I can't even compare to his security?!