Chapter 1948: with translation of chapter title

This is a good method!

You can tell the skill level as soon as you get on stage.

If it's just empty talk and the patient falters when actually doing it, Xia Hua knows what to do.

It just so happens this patient needs emergency Shou Bing, so we can just postpone his own old gentleman's Shou Bing a bit—it doesn't matter.

The biggest problem with this is whether the outside expert is willing to step up.

Xia Hua was a bit hesitant, asking: 'Would they be willing to do one more Shou Bing?'

'Zheng Lao Ban has no problem.' Gao Shaojie said firmly: 'If you can accept it, I'll go talk to Zheng Lao Ban; he shouldn't refuse.'

'Good!' Xia Hua said: 'Then I'll find a trainee to help.'

Gao Shaojie saw Xia Hua eager to try, and he also felt some anticipation.

Listening to Lao Liu say Zheng Lao Ban was just invited to UK King's Hospital to do a Bentall procedure, and it's still external Shou Bing plus Interventional surgery combined treatment.

The whole process of the Shou Bing was very complex; Su Yun, Doctor Su, brought back the Shou Bing video, Lao Liu said he watched the video and got confused.

Xia Hua truly doesn't know how big the favor is of inviting Zheng Lao Ban to do a Shou Bing; hoping after doing a Shou Bing, he'll understand.

After reaching Consensus, Gao Shaojie walked back to the ward.

Zheng Ren put away his stethoscope, saying: 'Old gentleman, can you hear me speaking?'

'Zheng Lao Ban, my dad's ears are bad, speak louder. Talking to him relies on shouting.' Xia Hua said.

'Old gentleman, I can see you now!' Zheng Ren raised his volume.

Xia Hua's father weakly opened his eyes.

When he saw Zheng Ren, his dull, lifeless eyes showed a glimmer.

He strained to reach out his hand, trembling.

Zheng Ren quickly also reached out his hand, grasping the old gentleman's hand.

Already skin and bones, Zheng Ren gently grasped the old gentleman's hand and loudly said: 'Old gentleman, rest assured, today I'll give you a small Shou Bing.'

The old gentleman nodded his head, whispering: 'You…… are…… on the airplane……'

His voice was very soft, but he still exerted all his strength to say a few words.

Xia Hua froze.

His own old gentleman hadn't spoken for a long time because he couldn't eat rice. But seeing this Zheng Lao Ban, how could he be more affectionate than seeing himself?

Because the voice was especially soft, Zheng Ren leaned his ear close, only then barely able to hear clearly.

The old gentleman just hadn't eaten, living only on IV fluids, with little strength, but he understood in his heart.

Having only met once, I saw the old gentleman's face as a blur. But the old gentleman knew me and still remembered the incident on the airplane.

'Yes, we met on the airplane!' Zheng Ren said loudly.

The old gentleman slightly nodded his head, wanting to firmly grasp Zheng Ren's hand, but even with all his strength, his force was only equivalent to a gentle handshake.

'Rest assured!' Zheng Ren said.

Xia Hua suddenly saw a hint of a smile at the corner of his own old gentleman's mouth.

The expression was very subtle; only someone who understood him best could feel it—that was a smile of relief.

It's an absurd feeling: even I can't make the old gentleman feel at ease, so why can a stranger like Zheng Lao Ban achieve this?

While Xia Hua was dazed, Zheng Ren and the old gentleman exchanged a few more words, then placed his hand on his body and gently patted the back of his hand to comfort him.

Leaving the ward, Zheng Ren said: 'Get ready to send the patient.'

'Zheng Lao Ban.' Gao Shaojie quickly said softly: 'We might need to delay a bit.'

'Huh?' Zheng Ren turned to look at Gao Shaojie.

'In the early morning there was a mass car accident; the thoracic Inpatient Chief and a second-line professor were on the Operating table.' Gao Shaojie laughed.

'Then what?' Zheng Ren understood what Lao Gao meant.

'Just now you judged that the patient with esophageal spontaneous rupture also needs urgent Shou Bing; it's not the weekend, at home there's only Xia Hua and a trainee doctor.' Gao Shaojie looked at Zheng Ren with an expectant gaze.

'Oh, fine, I'm not in a hurry on my end. It's just an hour's work, won't delay anything.' Zheng Ren laughed.

'Zheng Lao Ban, you're really putting us to trouble.' Gao Shaojie said: 'I also want to see external Shou Bing combined with Interventional surgery treatment.'

Zheng Ren laughed.

Gao Shaojie explained in a sentence; he clearly understood what it meant in his heart.

Just now Xia Hua's expression, tone, and the fact that he and Gao Shaojie left during the physical exam all now have a reasonable explanation.

It's just a Shou Bing for esophageal spontaneous rupture; doing it is doing it, it won't delay anything.

'And the patient?' Zheng Ren asked.

'He went for a CT; I estimate it's about done by now.' Xia Hua quickly said.

By observing words and expressions, he could feel Gao Shaojie's posture was very low. Although he still didn't understand, Xia Hua subconsciously also lowered his own posture.

'Look at the films, then send straight to the Operating Room; start an emergency table, and tell the anesthesiologist.' Zheng Ren said.

Gao Shaojie felt somewhat emotional.

In just a few months, Zheng Lao Ban has changed so much!

His aura is clearly different from when I first met him doing Shou Bing in Hai Cheng.

The current Zheng Lao Ban is more confident, speaks more decisively, like... our own chief... no, definitely has more aura than Director Jin.

Under the pressure of this air, let alone Xia Hua, even Gao Shaojie can only do exactly what others say.

Arriving at the office, Xia Hua found the patient's films, opened them and politely said: 'Zheng Lao Ban, you look at the films first, I'll contact the Operating Room.'

'No rush, come over.' Zheng Ren said calmly.

Xia Hua was stunned.

These words are just like before the director scolds someone, calm on the surface but hiding a storm underneath.

Su Yun stood at the back watching, feeling delighted.

Will it scold someone? If I smash the medical record folder onto Xia Hua's head, that would be cool. But I guess our boss has a mild temper and will only talk about the condition.

What's so good about being mild? Su Yun muttered inwardly.

Zheng Ren sat down, scrolled the mouse wheel, roughly reviewed the CT images, which were not much different from what he had constructed.

"There are multiple gas shadows in the neck root and mediastinum, bilateral thoracic cavities symmetrical. Lung markings are evenly distributed; the right upper lobe shows cystic lucent shadows. Hmm, this isn't important, considering it's a pulmonary bulla." Zheng Ren said, "Multiple gas shadows in the mediastinum—is that the basis for your consideration of bronchopleural fistula?"

Xia Hua nodded blankly.

He was already shocked and somewhat at a loss.

"Keep looking down, Doctor Xia. Diagnosing this kind of thing always requires a comprehensive judgment based on various circumstances; you can't just rule out the possibility of spontaneous esophageal rupture because the patient has no drinking history and didn't develop symptoms while eating or vomiting."

"The right lung middle and lower lobes and the left lung show multiple linear and patchy shadows; the left lower lobe is not fully expanded. The trachea and bronchi are patent; both hila and mediastinum show multiple small lymph nodes. The cardiac silhouette is not enlarged. Both pleural linings are thickened, with bilateral pleural effusion. A gastric tube has been placed, with gas accumulation in the neck root and mediastinum."