Chapter 2396: 2314 So Corny It's Falling Apart

After changing clothes, Zheng Ren took the hat and mask Lao He handed him and put them on.

"Let's take a look." Zheng Ren said, then strode out.

Director Li came toward them wearing a surgical gown, gloves still on, bloodstains on them, rushing in flustered.

If Zheng Ren hadn't reacted quickly, he would have almost crashed into him.

"Boss Zheng." Director Li didn't know whether to reach out or not; although he had left the sterile area, he still habitually placed his hand in the pocket in front of his stomach.

"At which step did you get stuck?" Zheng Ren asked.

"The examination revealed that the vein on the mesentery was too adhered to the tumor; Director Xia didn't dare to continue..."

"Oh, I just got to this point." Zheng Ren said lightly and walked out.

"It took two hours just to free the mesenteric vein—this surgery is moving at a snail's pace?" Su Yun walked past Director Li and muttered, intentionally or not.

Director Li had no time to explain and hurriedly led the way ahead.

Lao He walked at the back, smiling as he looked at Boss Zheng and Su Yun, and once again felt his pocket—the USB drive was still there.

This is a big deal; we must not forget it.

Boss Zheng didn't care, Yun Ge'er could complain however he liked, and Lao He thought it had nothing to do with him. It wasn't his decision to make; as long as he did his own job peacefully, that was enough.

He had always thought the Hai Cheng sisters were his lifelong enemies; now that he was familiar with them and understood them, his inner demon vanished and Lao He felt suddenly enlightened.

Moreover, Boss Zheng even brings his flying knives when he goes out.

Lao He entered the operating room and saw Boss Zheng standing before the operating table, observing the surgical field and communicating with the surgeon.

He didn't go to watch the surgery; instead, he first went to the anesthesiologist, narrowed his eyes to show goodwill, then asked, "Brother, where is the USB port for the sound system?"

The anesthesiologist at Zhongxin Yiyuan Hospital was stunned for a moment.

Originally the surgery couldn't proceed, and he was also feeling depressed. It was a big weekend; he had planned to take his wife and kids out to play, but ended up being temporarily called in to do the surgery.

Thinking that the professor from the capital would come to save the day, he expected things to go quickly, feeling a bit anxious and curious. But he never imagined the person would actually arrive, yet the first request would be to find the sound system's port.

"Here." He glanced at the ventilator and micro-infusion pump, then led Lao He to find the sound system's port in the operating room.

"You are..."

"I'm the anesthesiologist who came with Boss Zheng; just call me Lao He." Lao He replied with a smiling, kind expression.

He skillfully plugged in the USB drive, then picked up the mouse and clicked to play "Good Luck Come."

The music started, and the anesthesiologist at Zhongxin Yiyuan Hospital looked completely bewildered.

What does this corny BGM mean?!

When other protagonists appear, the background music makes the blood boil, making one want to dive into the screen and fight alongside the hero to the end.

But who has ever heard a protagonist make an entrance with their own BGM actually being "Good Luck Come"?

Is it New Year's?

Corny,

not just ordinary corny,

but the kind that's so corny it's falling apart!

He dazedly looked at Lao He, who smiled and said, "Brother, I've taken over."

"Oh, ah?"

"What medication was given? Give me the patient's pre‑op evaluation sheet." Lao He's smile vanished as he picked up the chart, began examining the relevant test data, and prepared to adjust the dosage according to the patient's condition.

In an instant, the image of the honest, sturdy middle‑aged man disappeared, replaced by the dignity of a senior physician, a halo descending upon him.

The anesthesiologist at Zhongxin Yiyuan Hospital dropped to his knees, politely briefing Lao He on the situation. At that moment, the "Good Luck Come" tune seemed less corny.

"Scrub up, let's go on stage." Zheng Ren, after assessing the situation, said to Su Yun.

The two turned to scrub their hands, while Director Xia felt a mix of curiosity and shame, waiting to observe up close the legendary little Boss Zheng's surgery.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun's movements were slow, showing no urgency to save the patient. Director Xia watched, feeling a chill inside—this was him being angry, giving a cold stare.

Forget it; since they came, they're giving him face, so these details shouldn't be quibbled over. Even if it's slow, they still have to get on stage, and it's normal for young people to throw a little tantrum.

"Yi Ren, scrub this side." Zheng Ren saw Xie Yiren come in after changing clothes and waved, saying.

"All right."

Director Xia was dumbfounded—running with flying knives and bringing so many people, what kind of entourage is this!

The anesthesiologist on that side has already taken over; the instrument nurse on this side still needs to go up.

Tsk tsk, the surgery is well done, but it doesn't match his grandeur. He's still young, thinking these trivial details matter.

Director Xia's mind wandered aimlessly; after a few minutes, Boss Zheng finished scrubbing, put on his surgical gown, and softly said, "Director Xia, shall I?"

"Um..." Director Xia immediately shifted to the second assistant's position.

Su Yun, meanwhile, stood bluntly opposite Zheng Ren in the first assistant's spot.

"Director Li, don't go up—you still need to scrub, it's a hassle." Su Yun said to Director Li, who had just taken off his surgical gown and was preparing to scrub again.

Director Li didn't mind; if he wasn't allowed up, he wouldn't go up, standing below to view from a different angle and see more clearly.

"Right, Director Li, go check the instruments; once the pressure cooker sterilizes them, just bring them up." Zheng Ren said.

Director Li pulled the circulating nurse and left.

Zheng Ren stood at the operating table, asked for a piece of warm saline gauze to cover the incision, placed his hands on the abdominal wall, and asked, "Lao He, how's your side?"

Lao He made a gesture indicating he had taken over and the patient was fine.

Afterwards, Zheng Ren watched Xiao Yi Ren tidy the instrument table, his eyes full of affection.

"Boss, can you stop looking at Yi Ren with that disgusting gaze?" Su Yun complained, saying, "During surgery, stop flaunting your love."

"Anyway, there's nothing going on." Zheng Ren laughed.

Director Xia blinked, then cautiously asked, "Boss Zheng, why aren't you starting?"

"What start? Everything isn't disinfected, you just jump in and do it—would you count the infection as yours? You lack any sterile concept and dare to do a pancreaticoduodenectomy?" Su Yun blurted out.

"Wait for the surgical instruments, don't rush." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "Once the surgical instruments arrive, it will be finished in an hour, it won't delay your time to go back."

"It's not that I'm in a hurry to go back," Director Xia thought, wanting to explain, but he immediately noticed the emphasis in Zheng Lao Ban's words—one hour!

Shou Bing has only done some preliminary preparations up to this point; the actual Shou Bing hasn't started yet.

"It'll be over in an hour?!" Zheng Lao Ban really has a big ego and loves to brag.

But who made me unable to refuse? Director Xia sighed inwardly and fell silent.

Just wait, so as not to let Zheng Lao Ban's assistant say more about me. He also feels helpless, but there's nothing he can do.

Half an hour later, the circulating nurse returned, carrying a sterile package, accompanied by Li Zhu ren of the General Surgery Department.