Chapter 2191: with translation of chapter title

Lin Yuan walked home with light steps.

Lin Yuan opened the door and saw their parents watching TV on the sofa.

"Dad, Mom, I'm home." Lin Yuan greeted while changing shoes.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten, I've eaten, today the medical team is having a group meal." Lin Yuan walked in wearing cartoon slippers, shuffling.

After returning home, she became lazy and listless, completely lacking the energetic vigor she had at 912.

"Oh, the medical team is having a group meal? Why?" Lin Yuanzhang watched TV absentmindedly.

"Everyone's mood is bad today." Lin Yuan sighed.

Lin Yuanzhang frowned, wondering if a medical accident had occurred; he must not get his own daughter involved. Just starting his career, if a major medical dispute arose, he would carry a shadow for life.

"Girl, what's wrong?" Lin Yuanzhang's lover asked.

"The hospital admitted a patient who had taken a large amount of cold medicine, diagnosed with acute liver failure. After his mother arrived, the whole person was dazed, and Zheng Lao Ban judged it to be broken heart syndrome." Lin Yuan sighed.

Broken heart syndrome, Lin Yuanzhang knew nothing about it. He pretended not to care, picked up his phone, began searching online for the disease, and asked: "Acute liver failure, the critical care strength at 912 is still strong; there should be no problem."

"That's bold." Lin Yuan said, "Zheng Lao Ban said that only an emergency liver transplant would work."

Lin Yuanzhang shook his head slightly; he had already found some information on broken heart syndrome, skimming through it while saying: "Liver transplant treatment for outpatient patients is fine, but for emergency patients it's bold to expect to find a liver source."

"Yeah, Zheng Lao Ban thinks the same, so he contacted the UK King's Hospital, Mayo Clinic, and Massachusetts General Hospital, searching for a liver source together in Europe and America."

"..." Lin Yuanzhang stared for a moment; he clearly saw online explanations of broken heart syndrome, but what came to mind were the three world-renowned top hospitals.

To seek a liver source from there for a liver transplant, Zheng Lao Ban's imagination is truly huge.

Moreover, the size of one's imagination actually has little to do with the actual situation. The main point is, after submitting an application, will that side be willing to respond?

Regarding organ transplantation, the world is in a state of supply falling short of demand.

In each country, at least tens of thousands of patients wait in line for organs; even when organs are available, they still have to provide international humanitarian aid. The probability of such a thing happening is low, and it can even be said to be basically impossible.

In Lin Yuanzhang's view, this is utterly unbelievable.

If it were him, he would never imagine being able to seek aid from international peers. Unless... it's academic exchange. But even under that banner, it's also very difficult.

After putting away his phone, having found information on broken heart syndrome proves that Zheng Lao Ban isn't just talking nonsense. Lin Yuanzhang has been away from clinical work for years and has no inclination to study the business.

This broken heart syndrome sounds unreliable at first hearing, just like Zheng Lao Ban's wild idea of looking for a liver source abroad.

"Girl, what did you eat for dinner?" Lin Yuanzhang laughed, shifting the unpleasant topic, and chatted from a different angle.

"Having a meal..." Lin Yuan unconsciously wanted to bite her nails.

But as soon as it touched her lips, her wrist twitched slightly, as if something had struck her radial styloid.

Soon, Lin Yuan reacted, stubbornly putting her fingernail in her mouth.

"You child, I've told you for years not to bite your nails." Lin Yuanzhang's lover nagged.

"While eating, I saw a pair of twins with blue ears, they looked so cute." Lin Yuan said with a smile.

"..." Lin Yuanzhang and Lin Yuanzhang's lover were both stunned.

Blue ears? Thought they were Smurfs? Kids these days really can go wild. Dyeing hair doesn't count; skin can also be whitened or darkened.

Now they've even developed into "blue beauty."

"Blue dye might contain chemicals, and besides, dyeing ears blue looks really weird." Lin Yuanzhang said.

"Dad." Lin Yuan smiled, "They're natural."

"Natural?"

"I'll give you a homework assignment, you, the business director of the tumor hospital, guess what disease people with blue ears actually have." Lin Yuan looked at her old father with a clever, mischievous gaze.

Lin Yuanzhang was speechless.

"You Zheng Lao Ban really can stir things up." Lin Yuanzhang held his phone, talking to Lin Yuan while secretly browsing online again.

"Well, maybe not; if others saw those two blue-eared girls, they'd definitely not think they were patients." Lin Yuan said, "They themselves don't even know, but I think they look pretty good."

Lin Yuanzhang saw a line on the phone page: "Blue ears, also known as swine reproductive and respiratory syndrome."

What is this even about?

Seeing her old father not speaking, Lin Yuan glanced at him looking at his phone, knowing he was searching for related info. She then laughed, hugged Lin Yuanzhang's arm, and brought her head close.

"Dad, let me see what answer you've found."

Lin Yuanzhang felt embarrassed.

Upon seeing swine reproductive and respiratory syndrome, Lin Yuan laughed so hard she almost teared up.

"Don't laugh, what blue ears, is that a proper medical condition?" Lin Yuanzhang put on a father's dignity and scolded.

"Surely yes, when Zheng Lao Ban met them, he just had the two girls push their hair back." Lin Yuan laughed, "I was really surprised then, thinking Zheng Lao Ban was so rude."

Lin Yuanzhang recalled that scene and agreed with Lin Yuan's statement.

"But after seeing it, I felt Zheng Lao Ban was really impressive!"

"Uh... this can't go on!" Lin Yuanzhang saw his daughter's eyes light up with little stars, a face full of admiration and worship, and his heart tightened.

"Zheng Lao Ban, with that arrogant and overbearing attitude, if he were really brought into the house, who would be the head of this family?"

"No, no, what am I thinking? Using a beauty trap, I haven't even used my own daughter as bait."

"Besides, Zheng Lao Ban has a girlfriend."

"This kid still needs to be knocked down a peg."

"Just a blue ear, how does Zheng Lao Ban view it?"

"He had those two girls provide urine samples and then said nothing." Lin Yuan laughed, "Afterwards we ate and chatted; a few hours later, his manager came back, and I could see he almost wanted to kneel and speak to Zheng Lao Ban."

"Urine sample?" Lin Yuanzhang chuckled, "Sent to 912 for testing, right?"

"No, it's just collecting a urine sample; a few hours later they had a diagnosis. It seemed to change color, turning black."

"..." Lin Yuanzhang stared for a moment.

Urine samples from patients with porphyria, when left out in the sun to bake, will show a change in color after a few hours.

But when they were eating, although it wasn't completely dark, it was almost dark.

Does the urine sample show a color change? Porphyria can still be explained as the effect of ultraviolet light, causing certain substances in the urine to change. But without doing anything, it changes after a few hours?

Director Lin was completely baffled, having no clue at all about what was going on.

"All right, I'm going to wash up and sleep. I haven't finished the medical records, so I'll have to get to work first thing tomorrow."

"Don't overwork yourself, girl," Lin Yuanzhang's lover said, feeling sorry for her.

"Don't worry, Mom." Lin Yuan said: "I still want to read a bit; I've already assisted in two liver transplant surgeries. If I get a chance to operate, I can't afford to lose face."

After Lin Yuan returned to his bedroom, Director Lin and his lover once again held a small meeting in the bedroom.

"Old Lin, why do I feel you're doing this on purpose?" Lin Yuanzhang's lover asked, full of resentment.

"What do you mean by on purpose?" Director Lin was absent‑minded, his thoughts occupied with the blue ears and the black urine.

I'm really curious—what disease could it be?

"You've been saying these past few days, 'I'll definitely bring the girl back from 912.'" Lin Yuanzhang's lover said, "But look at you—every time the girl shows up, you just wilt. And you keep talking about theory guiding practice, to deal a blow to Zheng Lao Ban, pfft~"

"……"

Faced with his lover's questioning, Director Lin really had nothing to say.

The girl had only been in Zheng Lao Ban's Medical Team for a few days, yet she had already performed Interventional surgery plus surgical treatment for intestinal malformation, TIPS Surgery, and even Asia's first case of Intracardiac Intervention Surgery.

This time, things turned out well—they encountered a patient with acute liver failure, and the hospital directly contacted an international top‑tier hospital, preparing to look for a liver source.

All of this was beyond Director Lin's understanding.

Faced with his lover's blame, Director Lin couldn't even manage a defense.

"Old Lin, why don't you talk to Zheng Lao Ban? Working is fine—just don't keep getting up early and staying late." Lin Yuanzhang's lover sighed, feeling sorry, and said: "In the morning, if you don't see anyone, it's as good as gone—you can't even grab a bite of breakfast. At night, you don't get home until ten or eight every day."

"That's just how the hospital is—no young doctor gets anywhere without being knocked around."

"Old Lin!" Lin Yuanzhang's lover glared at him.

Director Lin gave a slight shake of his head.

I had previously underestimated Zheng Lao Ban, thinking he was just a TIPS project.

In the hospital, who isn't doing the same work day after day, from morning to night, from light to dark? That's the norm of clinical work—repetitive labor.

But over on Zheng Lao Ban's side, how does he have so much going on!

Director Lin began to look into what Lin Yuan had mentioned earlier, ignoring his old companion's nagging. Blue ears—really hard to find. But with the added clue of dark urine, he quickly located the diagnosis of black urine acid disease.

Although it counted as finishing the "homework," Director Lin still felt a hollow anxiety in his chest.

You see, Zheng Lao Ban made the diagnosis just by spotting the blue ears, then had the patient leave a urine sample for a few hours to prove it. Despite having far more conditions—and even a crucial hint—I still had to look up the references.

Judging solely by diagnostic skill, Zheng Lao Ban can indeed be said to be very capable.

Seeing that Lin Yuanzhang ignored her, his lover went to wash up.

When she came back, she whispered: "Old Lin, the girl's room still has its light on."

"Hmm, she didn't say she wanted to watch a liver transplant surgery, did she?"

Lin Yuanzhang's lover also didn't know what to say—her own daughter worked hard and conscientiously, which is exactly what she had hoped for; yet seeing her toil day and night without rest still made her heart ache.

She sighed, stopped nagging Director Lin about this and that, turned off the bedside lamp, and prepared to sleep.

Director Lin felt a bit dazed thinking that Zheng Lao Ban's side had actually mobilized such a massive effort to search for a liver source.

Lying in bed, Director Lin had not a trace of sleepiness; he quietly stared into the darkness, his mind filled with many thoughts.