Chapter 2346: 2266 Zheng Lao Ban's Gaze

Over the course of a day and more, Zheng Ren nearly exhausted all his system training time.

There was nothing worth practicing in the liver separation part; after getting used to it a few times, he tossed it aside and no longer paid attention.

Professor Mori Ichiro is merely a top-tier master-level practitioner, but Zheng Lao Ban has already reached peak-level practitioner status, so the liver surgery will pose no problem at all.

Zheng Ren's focus remains on the heart.

Through repeated attempts, the main focus was on this part of the anesthesiologist's work. After discovering issues in the system operating room, he went off to ponder deeply, consulted with Lao He, had Da Chu Xiao Chu test it, and gradually explored bit by bit.

As surgical training time flew by, Zheng Ren's eyes turned red. His gaze grew deeper and more solemn.

Time is limited—not because the system quest time is limited, but because the conjoined twin's heart failure is worsening rapidly, leaving no room for slow adjustment.

Lao He marveled at how Zheng Lao Ban's thoughts could be so clear; each time he closed his eyes, sat aside, and pondered a problem, Lao He felt his heart race, as if Zheng Lao Ban's gaze were fixed upon him.

Zheng Lao Ban's gaze…… Lao He felt the weight on his shoulders was immense, like a mountain.

Age spares no one; Lao He had the will to vanquish foes, but his body could not keep up.

Yet whenever he felt drowsy, he would think of Zheng Lao Ban's gaze, instantly waking him—more effective than coffee and vitamin functional drinks.

Nearly sixty hours without sleep, Lao He's eyes were filled with bloodshot lines.

But there were gains; in the process of Zheng Lao Ban repeatedly raising questions and solving problems, the method for controlling the heart rate of the conjoined twin's heart gradually surfaced.

The closer they came to a viable solution, the more Lao He marveled that Zheng Lao Ban was omnipotent.

Early on, he summoned Da Chu Xiao Chu from Hai Cheng to come save the situation—that's the reasoning.

A method exists, but two unrelated anesthesiologists, no matter how skilled, would find it hard to synchronize the conjoined twin's heart rate.

And before the Chu Family Sisters, this problem was also difficult, yet not unsolvable. Zheng Lao Ban's gaze noted every detail, every loophole; each time he spoke a problem, Lao He only then realized it in hindsight.

So that's how it is!

So that's how it is!!

So that's how it is!!!

Only twin anesthesiologists could perfectly follow Zheng Lao Ban's approach; there is no alternative.

With the anesthesia issue resolved, the coordination between Zheng Lao Ban and Su Yun also changed in manner.

After a discussion akin to an argument, the two decided that Zheng Ren would separate the atrial connections first, then perform cross-operations.

This way, the operating field's issues become negligible; what remains to be addressed is coordination. After all, with their hands crossed, each working on the opposite side's larger and smaller twins, clashes are inevitable.

The shortcoming of the bucket fell squarely on Su Yun; with red eyes, he stubbornly endured and did over fifty hours of surgical training.

This is not the Su Yun Zheng Ren knew, not that gifted yet recklessly wasteful talent.

During this period, countless models were used. Su Yun's eyes turned red—not from staying up late, but from vigorous fighting spirit.

Stimulated by Zheng Ren's peak general surgery, Su Yun finally burst forth as he ought to have been.

The only one without issue, remaining quiet throughout, was Xie Yiren.

Thus, each slept two hours before surgery; upon waking, Zheng Ren raised some suggestions and did another round of surgical training.

Not until ten minutes before the operation began did the final surgical training session end.

Vice President Chen watched Zheng Lao Ban's medical team fall into a frenzied, excited state and felt some worry.

This was the only time she had experienced, correcting errors continuously even ten minutes before the operation began.

In other words, the surgery had not yet taken shape, while the conjoined twin's heart failure had worsened; the initial estimated one-month survival span shrank to one week.

Said to be one week, the only suitable time for surgery is right now.

The earlier it's done, the better the postoperative recovery—everyone knows this. But can we really perform surgery with this immature technique?

Vice President Chen felt apprehensive, yet the arrow was already on the bowstring, leaving her no choice but to acquiesce.

The entire hospital, up and down, including Vice President Yuan of Building 912, prepared to observe the surgery. Yet before the surgery began, everyone not going on stage was driven out by Zheng Lao Ban's stern face.

Four anesthesiologists, one of whom is an in-house doctor from the Women and Children's Hospital. On the operating table, four doctors—likewise only Director Han is an in-house doctor from that hospital. Instrument nurses belong to Zheng Lao Ban's medical team, while circulating nurses are from the Women and Children's Hospital.

Ten people remained in the operating suite, already crowded; Zheng Ren could not tolerate any more observers on the platform.

Fortunately, the Women and Children's Hospital side needed to retain video records of this surgery; several cameras, including the lens holes on the shadowless lamp, were working, providing the doctors in the external conference room with a 360-degree, blind-spot-free internal live broadcast.

Zheng Ren strode into the operating room, lifted his gaze to Xie Yiren. Yiren had stayed up two days, but her mental state was still fine, and she did not feel particularly fatigued.

Her eyes narrowed as she gave Zheng Ren an encouraging gesture.

Just a glance, a gesture, and all fatigue drifted away like clouds. Zheng Ren nodded, indicating he was definitely fine.

"Boss, do the surgery well, stop spreading dog food." Su Yun walked in from behind, his voice hoarse, saying.

"The surgery should be fine."

"The final training had a mistake."

"A small mistake, it can be remedied." Zheng Ren said.

"We've never actually done this before; nobody knows what might happen." Su Yun coldly reminded his own boss.

"It's fine, I'm here." Zheng Ren said lightly, then turned his eyes to the Chu Family Sisters, who were adjusting the ventilator parameters.

Unlike in Hai Cheng, where only one person was needed on the operating table, so aside from recording short videos, they basically had no chance to demonstrate their chemistry.

But now, such an opportunity lay before them.

Apparently sensing Zheng Lao Ban's gaze, the Chu Family Sisters rose together and turned their heads.

The two sisters, backs against each other, formed a beautiful arc that seemed like the most beautiful scroll in the world.

One extended her left arm, the other her right arm, simultaneously raising thumbs to tell Zheng Ren that preparations on this side were complete.

Lao He stood focused beside the Chu Family Sisters, two ventilators, two monitors, six micro-pumps, and two standby IABPs.

He looked toward Zheng Lao Ban, and upon receiving that familiar gaze, Lao He felt filled with strength.

"Intubate." Lao He said in a deep voice.

His voice was a bit hoarse, but having downed two bottles of Red Bull before going on stage, plus Zheng Lao Ban's gaze bolstering him, Lao He felt he was fine.

Da Chu Xiao Chu held the smallest endotracheal tube and operated simultaneously.

And Zheng Ren did not appreciate the sisters' synchronized steps, the beauty with an unusual charm; he went straight to scrub his hands and put on clothes.

This Shou Bing, no room for error!