Chapter 1965: with translation of chapter title

Director Li felt very uncomfortable inside.

His own hospital had strong technique; when he went out he held his head high, never looking at his feet.

That was a pride, a pride that sprang from his bones.

Although he also often saw many big shots, the pride in his heart gave him his own persistence and dignity. You bastard will always have times when you're sick; then you can't forever go to Di Du or Modu for check-ups, right? In the end you'll have to come to me.

Even if it's Shou Bing, who do you know over there? A bunch of people, five or six, just pretending in Sheng Cheng. Go to Di Du, who cares!

Not doing Shou Bing in Sheng Cheng, if you go to Di Du or Modu, isn't it just me finding someone for you?

However, everything today completely shattered Director Li's pride.

Our own director, including the top-notch professors invited from Di Du, everyone knows Director Jin is already dead.

All the rescue efforts were merely trying to delay a few minutes, to give an explanation to ourselves and the family—we did our best.

But did we really do our best?

The young doctor came in, shouted loudly, silencing everyone, then by himself blindly operated to stop the bleeding, like magic.

Our Director Ma, like a damn servant, although wearing a cap and mask, the expression flickering at the corners of his eyes was actually obsequious.

A little guy who came for Flying Knife, his arrogance was so great that even the instrument nurse and assistant demanded their own, and even the hospital's Surgical Instruments weren't used!

This is arrogance!

This is domineering!

This is a wanton trampling of the dignity of Sheng Cheng Medical University Affiliated Hospital.

Director Li was somewhat angry, but even he couldn't get that young doctor off the Operating table.

Shou Bing except him, no one can do; this is the only reason.

Director Jin just lay on the Operating table; we can't just give up rescuing Director Jin for the sake of face. That's… a life!

Director Li thought, and sighed.

He vaguely remembered when the Medical Department's Director Lin and he were requesting a staff position, how many words were said.

But back then he still felt that giving such a young doctor a staff position at the Medical University Affiliated Hospital was a bit of a fuss over nothing. It was just a Willow Leaf Blade document, not a big deal.

Looking back now, I really was wrong.

Sigh.

After ten or so minutes, the circulating nurse came in carrying an object wrapped in a bundle.

"What is this?" Director Li asked, frowning as he passed by.

"Director, it's the Di Du professor himself who brought the surgical equipment." The circulating nurse also seemed a bit dazed; she stopped and answered honestly.

"Quickly bring it up." Director Li was very curious; what exactly is the treasure, actually brought all the way from afar.

The circulating nurse placed the bundle on another sterile table, opened it layer by layer; there were three layers in total, as if something precious was inside.

Finally revealed was a square box, silver-white, shining with luster.

Xie Yiren brought the box to the sterile table in front of her; Feng Xu Hui put microscopes on Zheng Ren and Su Yun.

Ma Liang also leaned beside Zheng Ren, "Zheng Lao Ban, this microscope looks good."

"Hmm, Zeiss's." Zheng Ren said.

"So professional? I heard Zeiss's surgical microscopes are very expensive."

"Expensive? Anything you can buy with money is nothing." Su Yun proudly showed off: "This is a Microscope custom-made for the Boss by Zeiss using astronomical technology, a private custom order."

Zheng Ren didn't know about this; at first Su Yun just showed off the lens paper a bit, never expecting it to be custom-made.

But this is all small stuff; Zheng Ren couldn't be bothered to manage how Su Yun communicates and negotiates with Chu Nu Ang Sai, to the point it could be called fraud.

Having benefits, naturally the more the better. Speaking of this, when facing people like Chu Nu Ang Sai, Zheng Ren has no particular cleanliness obsession.

Let Xiao Feng adjust the microscope well; Zheng Ren lowered his head, reached out, and the hemostatic clamp and small Blunt Scissors slapped into his hand.

Still, Yi Ren on the Operating table is more convenient; Zheng Ren thought, smiled, lowered his head and began Shou Bing.

He tried hard to recall the feeling of the Peak Experience from before, but it was always in vain. However, Charles's comment on the feel, Zheng Ren had done some research on it.

Just now, while separating the surrounding tissues, he had already made a preliminary judgment on various data of the patient's visceral tissues.

As for the location wrapped by the tumor tissue, he decided to use microscopic surgery to peel off the portal vein's outer membrane bit by bit.

After training dozens of times in the System Operating Room, Zheng Ren could barely increase the Shou Bing completion rate to 90%.

But when he asked Su Yun and found out that thing could also do microscopic surgery, his confidence naturally surged.

Shou Bing, not done by one person!

As the instruments finished sterilization, the real Shou Bing only just began.

Director Li, Director Lin, and everyone in the Operating Room were shocked by the instrument case.

Just moments ago they were disparaging the young surgeon's arrogance and domineering attitude in their hearts, but when they saw Xie Yiren open the instrument case, like futuristic tech from Transformers, with pa pa pa many layers popping out, everyone's eyes went wide.

If it weren't for the sterile concept already rooted deep in the Inner Mind like a big tree, Ma Liang would have wanted to go up and touch a couple times.

Exquisite, strict Surgical Instruments, just looking at them makes a surgeon's eyes greedily not stop.

Not talking about how the Shou Bing turns out, just this set of instruments…

Such small scissors and clamps, can they be used?

Xie Yiren focusedly watched Zheng Ren on the Operating table; he stood like a reef on the shoreline, motionless before the Operating table.

It's not that he's immobile, but only his hands are doing microscopic surgery, separating the tumor tissue heavily adhered to the inferior vena cava.

Because the movements need to be very careful and very fine, his actions cannot be seen from outside.

Only Su Yun, through the Microscope, can lend him a hand.

The Operating Room was very quiet; originally, just now when Zheng Ren chased people away, some people were angry and wanted to leave.

But now they didn't care, either watching the Shou Bing or watching the instrument case on the sterile table, eyes glazed.

Ma Liang, Director Ma, looked at the instrument case with drooling desire; he cautiously asked in a low voice: "Miss, how much does this set of instruments cost?"

Xie Yiren tilted her head, eyes narrowed, and said: "The most ordinary Hemostatic Forceps, 7500......"

So expensive, Ma Liang wailed inwardly.

"Euros. Moreover, the smaller, the more expensive; something like this small one would be about 15000 euros." Xie Yiren gave a brief introduction.

Ma Liang was speechless; he looked at the dazzling array of Surgical Instruments and made a rough estimate.

The huge number directly crushed him.

Is this coming to do surgery while carrying a 200-square-meter finely renovated apartment in Di Du Third Ring Road?

Wow... This is too luxurious.

Just now, like the directors of 912, he was still thinking about creating a set of identical equipment. But upon hearing the price, he immediately knew it was too difficult and retreated.