Chapter 2208: with translation of chapter title

The sky brightened.

The patient was sent to the ICU for observation of condition changes; Zheng Ren accompanied them, explained some postoperative points to note, then left.

After a night of turmoil, everyone was extremely exhausted. Arranged for Gai De·Wu Zi's group to check in; Lin Ge accompanied them for breakfast, then each rested.

The sun rose, a new day began again.

Although he had been busy all night and performed a major surgery, Zheng Ren could not rest. Today's surgical patients were already scheduled; he could not disrupt it.

He could completely skip watching the surgery, after all Professor Rudolf Wagner was there; the surgery would be fine without him.

But Zheng Ren wasn't sleepy either; early on he handed over, did rounds, sent patients, and the surgery continued.

Zheng Ren was concerned about why the system quest hadn't been completed, and what exactly that intracardiac intervention surgery meant.

While pondering and observing the platform, everything seemed unchanged, yet everything had changed.

Zheng Ren could feel that everyone's gaze toward him had subtly changed, gaining more respect, even awe.

Including Zhao Wenhua.

Seeing Zhao Wenhua today, that guy wasn't his usual indifferent self; instead he greeted politely, sporting dark circles, praising how well Zheng Ren's liver transplant surgery went.

It looks like he also stayed up watching the surgery livestream.

If possible in the future, daytime surgery must be arranged, Zheng Ren thought. Doing surgery at night like this poses no problem for him, but domestic doctors are very fatigued.

Just like staying up to watch the World Cup.

Just don't let a few heart attacks show.

The surgery went smoothly; he stayed on stage until noon, then got off, changed clothes, and ate.

Zheng Ren had Xiao Yi Ren go catch up on sleep, while he returned to the Intervention Department office, sat in his familiar spot, holding the familiar Fifth Edition Surgical Textbook, and pondered the system's task.

【They said quickly write a love song……】

The phone rang; Zheng Ren glanced at it—it was Peng Jia, whom he hadn't contacted in a long time.

After the investment, Peng Jia seemed to have disappeared, steadily working as a professional manager.

Was he calling to congratulate him on the successful surgery? Zheng Ren smiled.

"Manager Peng."

"Boss Zheng, there's something I think is problematic; I want to report it to you." Peng Jia's tone was low, and he used the word 'report'.

"Huh? What's up?" Zheng Ren was somewhat puzzled.

"In an internal meeting, Chairman Xie called the shot, deciding to give certain financial compensation to the family of the liver donor. Although the donor is not the patient, …"

As he spoke, Peng Jia's voice lowered.

"Uh, it's fine; as long as Uncle Ning agrees, no need to tell me." Zheng Ren said.

"It's not about money. We contacted the donor's family using the information provided by Dr. Gai De·Wu Zi; she attempted suicide in the early hours in Di Du today and is now receiving psychological treatment in the hospital."

"…" Zheng Ren remained silent in his heart.

He didn't gossip and ask how the deceased's family member had committed suicide, yet someone found out. Organ transplantation is like that: one life's continuation is built on the basis of another life's demise.

For every organ transplant surgery, the surgeon cannot feel happy.

Such a twisted surgery—if one were to really deliberate on its ethical considerations, talking for three days and three nights wouldn't be too much.

Zheng Ren sighed and said nothing.

"Boss Zheng, I communicated with Dr. Gai De·Wu Zi and inquired about the situation there. The deceased's wife is 26 weeks pregnant; they found the fetus has severe pulmonary artery stenosis. Supposedly they consulted all hospitals that have performed intracardiac intervention surgery, but because the fetus's condition is severe, all hospitals refused treatment. Moreover, this surgical technique is too new, not covered by medical insurance, and they cannot afford to try it. So the deceased turned to alcohol, leading to…"

"…"

Zheng Ren stared for a moment—is that really what happened?

"Boss Zheng, I know I shouldn't bother you, but this matter…" Peng Jia said, then trailed off.

In such a situation, everyone and everything feels twisted; Peng Jia, though not a doctor but mingling in the medical circle, lacks a strong heart, and is left speechless by the twist.

"Forget… looking for someone else, I'll do it myself." Zheng Ren said decisively.

"Are you preparing to go?"

"What else would I do?" Zheng Ren said, "Just because others can't do it doesn't mean I can't. First I'll assess the situation, think it over; if I can perform the surgery, I'll fly over right away."

"…"

Peng Jia remained silent, hung up the phone without saying a polite word. Regarding the whole incident and the surgery's risk, Peng Jia felt he had no right to speak.

Everything, leave it to Boss Zheng.

Zheng Ren immediately contacted Gai De·Wu Zi to obtain the deceased wife's various test reports and understand the situation there.

The child has problems, the husband is dead, Mike's wife is already overwhelmed, her spirit on the verge of collapse.

Thus the attempted suicide occurred.

Gai De·Wu Zi recalled what the local doctors said when he harvested the organs, and thus understood all the causality.

Could it be that Heaven has already arranged everything in the dark? Gai De·Wu Zi watched Zheng Ren's profile as he examined the images, falling into contemplation.

Light streamed in through the window,

shining on Zheng Ren, radiating a multicolored halo,

very bright,

dispelling the gloom.

He believes in fate, believes all this is Heaven's arrangement. Having done organ transplant surgery for so long, his whole being is immersed in destiny, unable to extricate himself.

In the end everything points to Doctor Zheng; he possesses hands kissed by Heaven, surely carrying out Heaven's arrangement. In a daze, Gai De·Wu Zi thought to himself.

When Zheng Ren had examined all the test results and confidently said the surgery could be done, Gai De·Wu Zi let out a long breath.

This is the best outcome; this must be Heaven's arrangement, isn't it?

Gai De·Wu Zi immediately informed his family of the situation there, contacted the deceased's wife, to see her wishes.

For the child's sake, she might be willing to go on living.

When they learned there was a doctor who could perform Shou Bing, the Shou Bing would also be completed as soon as possible, without Impacting the fetus's development, Mai Ke's wife burst into tears, unable to speak.

This gave her a reason to live.

Book the nearest Airplane Ticket, Zheng Ren disregarded fatigue, rushed to Lun Dun.

At this moment, the mission was no longer important; Zheng Ren always felt he needed to do something. A heartbroken expectant father, unwilling to let go, unwilling to give up his unborn child, yet was told by all Hospital that Shou Bing could not be performed.

Although Zheng Ren had no child yet, he could feel that despair.

The deceased had not disappeared, but instead continued to 'live' in this world in another way. And I must help him fulfill his final wish.

After booking the Airplane Ticket, Zheng Ren went to the ICU to glance at the post-operative patient; there were no acute or subacute rejection reactions, and the patient's System Panel had turned from white to red. Zheng Ren knew the Shou Bing was likely successful.

Intracardiac Intervention Surgery is extremely difficult; Zheng Ren instinctively distrusted those he was unfamiliar with, leading the fatigued Medical Team in a nonstop rush to Lun Dun.