Chapter 2039: 1968: The Wire‑Eating Surgery Cannot Be Performed

Old Lin, dinner's ready! Why hasn't the little miss come back yet? Lin Yuanzhang's lover shouted in the living room.

But the house was quiet, with not even an echo.

"What's wrong with you?" She wiped her hands on her apron, went inside, and looked for Lin Yuanzhang.

Lin Yuanzhang sat quietly on the sofa, holding his phone, engrossed in what he was watching.

"What are you thinking about? Come eat! One old, one young—none of them gives me peace of mind." Lin Yuanzhang's lover grumbled.

"I'm watching the surgery." Lin Yuanzhang said softly, "I'll eat in a bit."

"You've been away from clinical work for how many years, and you're still watching surgery?"

"It's the little miss doing the surgery." Lin Yuanzhang said.

"Huh?" Lin Yuanzhang's lover excitedly tapped to open it, sat beside him, and leaned in close to the phone's position, saying, "Let me look, let me look."

The surgery screen was split into two parts; one side showed the open surgery, with the intestine already exteriorized, a big mass.

On the other side of the screen, there was only an image—no hand visible at all.

Lin Yuanzhang's lover glanced a few times, puzzled, and asked, "Old Lin, where's the little miss? I don't see her in either view."

"On the right, she's assisting the operator with the intestinal stent." Lin Yuanzhang's brows furrowed tightly.

"How come our little miss can't do the surgery herself? What big shot is acting so high and mighty, making her just an assistant?" Her motherly side immediately became unhappy.

In her heart, Lin Yuan was the best, bar none.

"Professor Rudolf Wagner of Heidelberg University, a world‑renowned expert." Lin Yuanzhang replied softly.

His lover didn't even notice what Lin Yuanzhang said; she was just full of happiness.

"Let me see, what has the little miss done?"

"Don't squeeze me, I'm watching the surgery here." Lin Yuanzhang said unhappily.

"The little miss can do surgery, or at least assist a world‑famous professor—that's progress. Why do you look so glum? Aren't you happy to see her improving?" Lin Yuanzhang's lover grumbled.

"Interventional surgery, eating the wire."

"Eat what?"

"X‑ray radiation—it carries radiation. It might cause bodily weakness; severe cases could lead to…… anyway, it's not good." Lin Yuanzhang's brows furrowed even tighter.

"How can the surgery still involve X‑rays!" Lin Yuanzhang's lover exclaimed in surprise, "Old Lin, this won't do! Our little miss is only so young…… I'll give her a talking‑to when she gets back."

Lin Yuanzhang sighed, his eyes fixed on the movements on the operating table.

Transverse colon, descending colon repeated deformity, fecalith obstruction with hyperplasia of the intestinal tract—this condition has a history of nearly twenty years; such a surgery is rare.

Although he'd been away from clinical practice for many years, Lin Yuanzhang still knew the difficulty of the surgery.

That isn't the most crucial point; the core of the surgery lies in doing the open and interventional parts together.

From the operator's perspective, it should be that after Zheng Lao Ban opened the abdomen, freed the transverse colon, and dealt with the repeated deformity of the descending colon, Lin Yuan then went up on stage wearing lead clothing.

Lin Yuanzhang didn't even dare tell his wife about going on stage wearing tens of kilograms of lead clothing.

If she found out, his wife would feel heart‑broken and cry.

Actually, from the surgery livestream picture, Lin Yuanzhang couldn't even see Lin Yuan's figure. But the first surgery was a cardiac thrombectomy beforehand, and he had already received a call from Director Kong.

Director Kong said on the phone quite politely that his work hadn't been up to par, and it just so happened that today there were two livestream surgeries, and it looked like Lin Yuanzhang's daughter was going up on stage.

That side kept apologizing—who knows if it's sincere or not.

And so, Lin Yuanzhang reluctantly began to watch the surgery livestream.

He hadn't dealt with business for many years, so Lin Yuanzhang had little interest in the surgery livestream room. But now that his own little miss was going on stage, he grew nervous.

Not only the open surgery, but they actually had to do an interventional procedure as well.

At first, Lin Yuanzhang was furious, planning to come back and first give Lin Yuan a good scolding, then find a chance to teach that arrogant little Zheng Lao Ban a lesson.

But……

The first surgery just shocked him.

The patient had suffered from preoperative diarrhea for five years; the final diagnosis was a left ventricular thrombus.

Such a bizarre, unfathomable diagnosis—Lin Yuanzhang said he couldn't imagine it.

He called a familiar cardiology internist, went around in circles, and finally figured out what was going on.

But by the time he learned just how difficult and risky the surgery was, the procedure in the livestream room had already been finished.

Zheng Lao Ban did the cutting, while Lin Yuan assisted.

Just thinking about that, Lin Yuanzhang's mood felt a little odd.

Originally he really didn't want his little miss to undergo an interventional procedure—not just reluctant, but extremely reluctant.

When he first heard the news, he even felt like rushing to Room 912 to point at Zheng Lao Ban's nose and give him a good scolding.

But supposedly, the extremely difficult surgery was completed during the very time he was making the phone call, which caused a shift in Lin Yuanzhang's anger.

Inside, although he was angry, he still felt a faint hint of pride.

His own little miss had grown up and could actually perform this world‑top‑tier surgery…… even if only as an assistant.

Lin Yuanzhang inexplicably felt that he had grown old.

The second surgery, judging by its name, should be an open procedure, right?

But Lin Yuanzhang saw yet another interventional procedure!!

At the very least, the key part involved interventional surgery providing assistance.

"Old Lin, with the surgery livestream, how come we can't even see our little miss's face?" Lin Yuanzhang's lover watched a while, understood nothing, and asked puzzledly.

"We're watching the surgery; it doesn't matter who the operator looks like." Lin Yuanzhang answered absentmindedly.

"Oh, it's not like those little videos—I thought the little miss would show her face. I was even thinking, if she became an internet celebrity, she wouldn't have to go to the hospital every day to see patients." She lost interest.

But as long as Lin Yuan was performing the surgery, she couldn't bring herself to leave.

If only she could see the face—even if she couldn't see the face, being able to see the hand wearing sterile gloves would be fine.

Unfortunately, Lin Yuanzhang's lover was disappointed.

She watched the Surgery live broadcast until the end, but she didn't even see anyone's face.

The surgical side was somewhat better; at least one could see two hands operating.

After removing the intestinal tract, an elliptical spherical object was cut off, the wound was sutured, and the Shou Bing ended.

"Old Lin, this is Shou Bing." Lin Yuanzhang's lover asked, "How many years have you done Shou Bing before? Don't you guys find it disgusting to look at it every day?"

"What can be done about disgust? It needs Shou Bing removal; how could you still tell the patient this can't be done, can't cut, I'm disgusted?"

"Eat!" Lin Yuanzhang's lover finally ordered, "You're right, looking at something so disgusting before a meal, how could you still have an appetite?"

"Wait for me, I'll go ask."

"Ask what?"

"Shou Bing I watch is not difficult; ask the gastroenterology people what level exactly this kind of Shou Bing is. Why need to participate in Interventional surgery, if..."

Lin Yuanzhang spoke more and more professionally.

"His lover immediately said: 'Right! We can't let the girl undergo Interventional surgery again!'"