Chapter 2214: 2137 Good Luck Stray Dog

"Prepare for emergency surgery." Zheng Ren said.

"Good, good." Zhao Wenhua looked at the bleeding spot at the duodenal major papilla; cold sweat instantly appeared.

Understanding it is one thing; seeing the actual situation on the screen is another.

Today, this matter, this patient really needs to thank Zheng Lao Ban; without him, I wouldn't have thought of coming here. Although we might need to go upstairs for imaging later, it's uncertain when we'll be able to do it.

In short, as long as nothing goes wrong, as long as nothing goes wrong.

Zheng Ren saved the image, took out the gastroscope, and helped lift the patient.

"Zheng Lao Ban, rest a bit, I'll come, I'll come." Zhao Wenhua said, nodding and bowing.

"It's fine." Zheng Ren smiled.

After lifting the patient onto the stretcher, Zhao Wenhua pulled the patient and walked away hurriedly. The moment he stepped out of the endoscopy room, he paused, turned back and asked softly, "Zheng Lao Ban, could you come help take a look?"

"Huh? You can't handle emergency hemostasis? This is the most basic surgery; you must master it." Zheng Ren was somewhat surprised.

Zhao Wenhua's tears streamed down his face.

Even though I'm a team-leading professor, how could I not be able to do emergency hemostasis?

This isn't... I wanted to take this opportunity to ease my relationship with Zheng Lao Ban, and then see if I could get him to give me a surgery.

"Oh, got it, go prepare." Zheng Ren smiled and waved his hand.

Director Luo watched from the side; at first he was a bit surprised, finding it strange. The team-leading professors of 912 all have eyes growing on top of their heads. Even when they speak humbly, it's just an act.

Many hot-tempered team-leading professors even argue with the director over the slightest disagreement, let alone people from other departments.

Zhao Wenhua's obsequious demeanor completely changed Director Luo's impression of him.

But upon reflection, it's also normal.

As for this patient before us, if Zheng Lao Ban wanted to deal with him, he wouldn't need to do anything; as long as I don't meddle, it's fine.

Who has the energy to manage other teams' affairs without even looking at the films!

What Zheng Lao Ban does, put positively, is being public-spirited; put negatively, it's meddling too much, like a dog catching mice.

Holding such an unconventional yet conventional idea, he helped Zhao Wenhua defuse a major issue—no wonder he acted this way.

If it were me… impossible; I would surely have already smoothed things over with Zheng Lao Ban, so I wouldn't be this embarrassed.

"Director Luo, I'm leaving now." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"Zheng Lao Ban, are you busy over there?"

"How?"

"I've found several cases needing endarterectomy; if you have time, come over for a teaching session?" Director Luo said without courtesy.

"You're too polite; whether it's teaching or not, if you have patients on your side, just let me know a day or two in advance. Either weekend or afternoon, we can do it together." Zheng Ren said.

"Good, having your word is enough." Director Luo said, then saw Zheng Ren out.

Changing clothes, Zheng Ren went straight to the interventional surgery room.

"Zheng Lao Ban, it's exactly as you guessed!" Lin Yuan said excitedly.

"Guessed? No, it's based on evidence." Zheng Ren said, "The patient's hemoglobin dropped markedly; with so much bleeding, there must be a destination."

"Abdominal CT shows the costophrenic angle, no pleural effusion. Then the organ that can hold a large amount of blood left is the intestinal tract; from this angle, it's easy to reason backward to find the problem."

Lin Yuan nodded repeatedly.

What Zheng Lao Ban explained wasn't technical details, but the logic a doctor should follow when encountering a problem.

Such logic is generally useless, vague and mysterious.

But this case is something I witnessed myself; although I didn't immediately grasp Zheng Lao Ban's logic, method, and approach, I kept them in mind, and over time they naturally became part of me.

Perhaps someday when facing a difficult case, I'll suddenly have an idea and solve it by following a certain line of thought.

"Zheng Lao Ban, are you going to watch Professor Zhao's surgery?" Lin Yuan asked.

"Hmm."

"I heard from Sister Yue that Professor Zhao wasn't very friendly to us before." Lin Yuan's ponytail swayed slightly.

"That's in the past." Zheng Ren said lightly.

"But..." Lin Yuan put her finger to her lips; the moment Zheng Lao Ban turned his head, she quickly lowered her hand, "I heard from Sister Yue that you hold grudges."

"Uh..."

"Is that so, Zheng Lao Ban?" Lin Yuan asked curiously.

"Maybe."

"Not picking on Professor Zhao's faults would be fine, but why are you helping him?" Lin Yuan was somewhat puzzled.

"Oh, if you see a stray dog barking at you on the road, what would you do?" Zheng Ren asked.

Lin Yuan sweated profusely.

As a distinguished team-leading professor of 912, a prominent figure in academia, how did you become a stray dog in Zheng Lao Ban's eyes?

"I'd dodge; if it kept chasing and biting me, I'd just kick it away." Lin Yuan said.

"Yeah, that's right. You wouldn't beat it to death and vent your anger, would you?"

"..." Lin Yuan shrugged, expressing his inner surprise and disdain.

"So, the dog stopped barking, wagged its tail, I had some snacks in my hand and gave it a bite—done. Focus on learning surgery, don't keep scheming."

Lin Yuan nodded earnestly, his ponytail lifting slightly.

Looking at Zheng Lao Ban's realm, that's the demeanor of a strong person; I truly need to follow and learn more.

Su Yun wasn't there; Zheng Ren said a couple more sentences and no one retorted him, his mood was also quite relaxed.

That guy went to find Fan Tian Shui; why hasn't he come back after just a moment? Zheng Ren, energized, pondered while heading to the operating room to change clothes.

Zheng Ren knew that the liver transplant surgery of the past two days had probably exhausted Su Yun. Doing cardiac compressions below the diaphragm is ordinary technical work; but not disturbing his own surgery makes it a high-level technical task.

His way of exerting force was learned from Fan Tian Shui; Zheng Ren never imagined he'd use it someday. Put simply, it's a case of many skills not weighing one down.

I still remember that time eating barbecue at a roadside stall, when a young worker had tension pneumothorax, and Fan Tian Shui pierced it with a straw—truly a human weapon.

It can kill, it can save—Su Yun today expounded this principle in exhaustive detail.

However, Su Yun is not very adept at this way of exerting force; although his body is strong compared to ordinary people, he still can't match Fan Tian Shui.

Moreover, this is explosive power; Fan Tian Shui likely wouldn't sustain it that way for more than a few minutes.

Come to think of it, that kid named Chen Li really has good luck.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ren smiled.

What about that stray dog in front of him? Its luck seems okay too.