Chapter 2215: with translation of chapter title

Change clothes, enter Operating Room, Zhao Wenhua already scrubbing hands preparing emergency Shou Bing.

He had made two preparations, Zheng Lao Ban coming or not was still uncertain. However, upon seeing Zheng Lao Ban at that moment, Zhao Wenhua still felt a little excited.

Isn't this just time flowing backwards?

Thinking back, if… Zhao Wenhua's thought flashed, and he dispelled it. Those are all past events; thinking more is pointless.

"Zheng Lao Ban." Zhao Wenhua said.

The voice wasn't loud, with a point of entanglement, two points of regret, three points of embarrassment, four points of expectation, and so on.

Such complex emotions reached an extreme; even Zhao Wenhua felt somewhat lost.

"Hmm, go ahead, I'll take a look outside." Zheng Ren said.

Zhao Wenhua stared for a moment, his heart feeling blocked, thinking he had acted improperly, so he continued disinfecting, using actions to mask the fluctuation of his Inner Mind emotions.

The patient's condition before him belonged to the type where diagnosis is very difficult, every step perilous, a misstep would shatter the patient.

Diagnosis is hard, but the Shou Bing is extremely simple.

If twenty years ago, when there was no Interventional surgery, one would have to cut the liver to stop bleeding, which is a major Shou Bing.

However, now it has become an extremely small Shou Bing.

Puncture, Guide wire selection, Catheter entry, inject contrast for imaging, determine the bleeding point, then tie off the bleeding Artery and it's done.

Similar Shou Bing, Zhao Wenhua has performed thousands of cases.

Saying one can do it with eyes closed is false. But when skill reaches the bone, it's true.

Doing it himself poses no problem, but what Zhao Wenhua expects is not only a clear diagnosis, but also the patient receiving treatment.

He's gained Long, still desires Shu; he still wants Zheng Lao Ban to give him a slap once, right?

The pretty girl beside Zheng Lao Ban, even if she's a top graduate from Harvard Medical School, without clinical experience, she's no good.

Slapping her once yields limited progress. But slapping himself, combining his rich clinical experience, progress will definitely be several times stronger than that bald old Liu.

The junior doctors under Zhao Wenhua stared dumbfounded, wondering when Professor Zhao had personally disinfected. But that's not the key; the Oval Forceps in his hand holding iodine gauze had already disinfected the operative area three times.

If he continues like this, the patient's skin will be rubbed raw.

He merely felt that today's atmosphere was off, but he didn't dare remind him, only able to stare foolishly as Professor Zhao repeatedly disinfected the operative area.

"Professor Zhao, seize the time for surgery." Zheng Ren pressed the intercom button and said in a low voice.

"……"

Only then did Zhao Wenhua "wake" up, realizing he had actually zoned out.

Forget it; since he's already knelt, why not kneel thoroughly? Wanting to learn things while still holding onto pride is untenable.

Actually, no matter how he does it, it's not embarrassing; aren't the two chief directors of hepatobiliary in Di Du the same? Zhao Wenhua thought.

Moreover, learning technique is for better healing and saving lives. Zhao Wenhua immediately found a lofty reason for himself; thinking of this, he felt much better inside.

After disinfecting, he called the assistant to lay the sheet; he didn't directly put on clothes, but came to the operating room.

"Zheng Lao Ban, you happen to be free today; could you point me through one Shou Bing?" Zhao Wenhua slightly bowed, his entire demeanor respectful, without a single flaw.

Zheng Ren glanced at Zhao Wenhua, said nothing, but Zhao Wenhua understood the subtle meaning.

"You can just tap, I… I…"

Kneeling too thoroughly, Zhao Wenhua felt a bit strange, his whole person plunged into confusion. The ensuing words came out halting; he couldn't find the right word for how to tap.

"Oh, okay." Zheng Ren said, "Lin Yuan, wear the Lead clothing and watch from behind."

Lin Yuan happily laughed, didn't speak, and ran straight to the sink.

She first put on a piece of Lead clothing and lead skirt, fully armed, like a tin man, then picked up a piece of Lead clothing waiting for Zheng Lao Ban to come in.

As a junior doctor, various odd jobs must be done.

Especially for someone like Zheng Lao Ban, a few pointers can boost one's Technique; Lin Yuan, this pampered little miss from childhood, actually pitter-pattered and automatically became a little maid.

Zheng Ren walked over to scrub his hands, saw Lin Yuan holding the Lead clothing, and burst out laughing.

"No need." Zheng Ren laughed, "Later during the Shou Bing, watch closely to see what mistakes Professor Zhao will make. Although it's not a bad habit for you to do Shou Bing, learning from others can improve you; more observation is never harmful."

"Mm-hmm!" Lin Yuan nodded vigorously.

Zheng Lao Ban is truly kind; Lin Yuan put the Lead clothing aside, thinking.

"Go look at the images again, keep it in mind." Zheng Ren instructed.

"Mm!" Lin Yuan continued nodding.

After Lin Yuan left, Zheng Ren then took out the Lead clothing from the System Space, put it on, then scrubbed his hands preparing to go on stage.

This little girl is quite savvy; Zheng Ren shook his head. He hopes her comprehension improves a bit, and her Technique Progress speeds up. Old Gao will have to come by mid-June at the latest; the Medical Team is currently short-staffed badly.

Zheng Ren finished scrubbing his hands, walked into the Operating Room.

Zhao Wenhua had already put on sterile gown, waiting for Zheng Ren to go on stage, to receive a slap-slap-slap from start to finish.

This opportunity is precious; Zhao Wenhua doesn't want to waste it at all.

Who knows if Zheng Lao Ban is in a good mood today, thus wanting to give himself a slap. After passing this village, who knows if there will be such a shop.

"Why aren't you doing it yet? The patient is in hemorrhagic shock; we need to seize the time." After Zheng Ren entered, he furrowed his brows, somewhat displeased, said.

A typical superior doctor's tone, head-on, face-covering, leaving no dignity.

Zhao Wenhua immediately entered the state, as if returning to twenty years ago, when he had just entered clinical practice.

He didn't dare retort a single word, began femoral Artery puncture.

His hand shook a bit, due to Tension and excitement, which Zhao Wenhua knew. He took a deep breath, stabilized his emotions.

"Pa." The Hemostatic Forceps mercilessly struck Zhao Wenhua's radial styloid.

"Lin Yuan, performing Shou Bing is a major taboo; watch carefully." Zheng Ren said, "Professor Zhao, are you feeling Uncomfortable today?"

"No, no." Zhao Wenhua winced in pain, his whole person immediately became spirited.

This painful, how is that little girl enduring it? Zhao Wenhua had a thought arise in his mind, but then dispelled it, and began to focus wholeheartedly on the Shou Bing.

His skill itself was high, plus the Shou Bing difficulty wasn't large; after several operations Zhao Wenhua felt a little proud.

Not saying pa-pa to himself, even if Zheng Lao Ban stood beside him, he seemed to be enveloped by some halo, his skill greatly increased.

「Pa—」

「Here is not right, the patient's Blood Vessel intima has plaques, you didn't notice. 」 Zheng Ren finished hitting Zhao Wenhua, then immediately told him why he hit him.

「Pa—」

「Here is not right, the force at the Blood Vessel bifurcation is not used like this, you need to be more careful. 」

「Pa—」

「Pa-pa—」

「Pa-pa-pa—」