Chapter 2128: 2055 Lao He

Lao He, head down and dispirited, gazed at the scenery outside the window.

A foreign magazine and several brick‑thick professional books lay on the table behind him. A breeze blew, the pages fluttered slightly but would not turn.

Two days ago, as part of the medical team, he went to the Tumor Hospital to perform an interventional surgery to retrieve a dislodged PICC catheter, and he was genuinely excited.

There were many exciting points—for example, after the medical team arrived they outright occupied the entire operating room, sending the Tumor Hospital and the renowned Professor Zhong packing to the side.

Even if Professor Zhong got to go first, he could only follow along and do a preliminary surgery.

Zheng Lao Ban would rather use the newly arrived Lin Yuan than Professor Zhong.

Moreover, the medication used during the surgery went beyond the instructions, leaving Lao He shocked and fearful.

That patient truly had both feet stepped into the gates of hell, yet Zheng Lao Ban literally hauled him back.

If it were anyone else, not to mention whether the surgery could be done, just the medication used during the operation would be absolutely unthinkable.

After the surgery, he coolly refused Director Lin's invitation—what panache!

Just thinking about these things made Lao He's heart ache even more.

He felt a bit wronged.

Asia's first case, an intra‑fetal interventional surgery—and he was actually left out…

Lao He knew that even if he went, it would be useless, because this is an intra‑fetal surgery, highly specialized, allowing no mistake at all.

Administering anesthesia to pregnant women, Lao He had experience, but he couldn't match the anesthesiologists at the Women and Children's Hospital.

Moreover, even if the head of the Women and Children's Hospital's Anesthesiology Department personally administered the anesthesia, one would still be on edge. Asia's first case—even a country with such high medical standards hasn't attempted it.

How could it be simple?

The margin for error is surely low; they definitely wouldn't give him a chance to start learning from scratch.

Having just flipped through the books, Lao He only gained a slight understanding—what drugs to use during the surgery, what dosage—indeed he couldn't instantly go from understanding to mastery.

I'm not Zheng Lao Ban; I can't cross countless departments, stand at the pinnacle, and look down on all beings.

But… watching the spectacle would be fine too.

Coming back and bragging to colleagues and classmates—back then, for Asia's first intra‑fetal interventional treatment of congenital heart disease, I was the one administering the anesthesia.

Just bragging—who would really go look into the details?

But just now Yun Ge'er called, in a hurry, telling me to start studying right away; he said there's something going on over there and then hung up.

Not letting him do the surgery, only letting him read—Lao He felt inexplicably sad.

What the hell is this? Although he wasn't happy, he didn't dare complain too much about Zheng Lao Ban; merely grumbling that Yun Ge'er hung up so fast was already his limit.

Even so, Lao He felt a tremor in his heart.

The phone rang again; Lao He startled, then mechanically went to pick up his phone.

It was Su Yun; Lao He's mood was grim, though not quite dead‑hearted, it was pretty close. By now they were probably about to start, and it definitely wouldn't be a call telling him to hurry over.

"Yun Ge'er," Lao He sighed.

"Lao He, I'm entrusting you with a very important task." Su Yun said, "You must complete it splendidly; its importance is no less than being on stage."

"……" Lao He froze.

What could be more important than the surgery? Yun Ge'er must be comforting himself.

"Now go to the Ever Prosperous Building…" Having said that, Su Yun gave an address, "You don't need to remember it; I'll send it via WeChat. You must arrive before the surgery starts—this side's livestream arrangements are settled; go there and explain the surgery to Ning Shu."

"Ning Shu?" Lao He was dazed—he'd heard the name before, but in his impression it was an unfamiliar title.

"He's the boss's father‑in‑law, returning to negotiate with a foreign laboratory; I won't go into the details." Su Yun said, "We must make Ning Shu understand the surgery's difficulty, we must explain the surgery's details clearly, we must… in short, this is a high‑value technology acquisition, and this is the most important task."

"……" Lao He felt lost.

"Never mind, there's still a lot to prepare over there; I'm going to get busy. The fetus's movements are abnormal—we definitely can't delay until tomorrow; this side is too hectic."

Having said that, Su Yun hung up the phone.

Lao He blankly stared at the pages on the table twitching slightly, his mind drifting with Su Yun's words just spoken.

The most important task, the technology acquisition…… nope, none of that is the real point.

The only point is one: Ning Shu, the boss's father‑in‑law!

I'm going… to flatter the father‑in‑law, this important task has been entrusted to me!!!

Lao He's heart echoed like an empty valley, a string of exclamation marks appeared one after another.

Although he knew it was because in the medical team everyone had tasks and he was idle, that's why they had him explain the surgery.

But,

But!

But!!

That's the boss's future father‑in‑law, and from what Yun Ge'er implied, it's clear that I'm definitely counted as a member of the medical team now!

The inexplicable sorrow in Lao He's heart vanished at once, replaced by boundless joy.

A WeChat notification interrupted Lao He's thoughts; he immediately grabbed his phone and saw an address and the livestream time.

I'm going… the time's here!

Lao He hurriedly changed his clothes and was about to head out.

"Deadbeat, what are you rushing out without eating?" Lao He's lover said, "You're acting like your butt's on fire—what's wrong?"

Right, I just hadn't looked at the books properly just now.

"Come with me, you drive, I'll read." Lao He picked up a few brick‑thick books and said urgently.

"Uh…" his lover froze for a moment.

"Hurry up, the surgery's about to start."

Lao He's lover hastily put the food on the table, turned off the stove, then changed clothes.

"Don't put on makeup, there's no time." Lao He cautioned.

"How can you go out without makeup!" Hedong Shi roared, the walls began to sway.

"So anxious!" Lao He rushed to the bedroom and indeed saw his lover sitting at the dressing table, applying makeup.

"Hurry up and change clothes, the surgery live broadcast is about to start, I need to go give a surgery lecture to a big figure." Lao He urged, "There's still 1 hour, the road is quite far, if there's another traffic jam..."

Whenever he talked about these, Lao He was about to cry.

Let his lover drive, while he grabs time to carefully read books, search online for relevant materials, and do sufficient homework.

Although such difficult homework is never too much, and it's impossible to master it within 1 hour, but sharpening the spear before battle may not be fast, yet it's still worthwhile.

Such an important task entrusted to himself—if it can't be completed smoothly, it would be disastrous.

Just thinking about Zheng Lao Ban's future father-in-law, Lao He's heart filled with countless exclamation marks.

"Stop drawing, you already look great!" Lao He anxiously pulled his lover away.

"Change clothes."

"Home clothes, it's fine, you're not getting out of the car anyway." Lao He said, "Just drop me off, then you drive back yourself, these are just details, don't worry about them."