Chapter 2397: 2315 Wang Zong's Doubt (Alliance Leader Aaxxee Bonus Chapter 5)

Hai Cheng, City First Hospital.

Wang Zong did his morning rounds, checked on patients, had everything ready, then went with Director Pan to the demonstration room to prepare to watch today's surgery livestream by Zheng Lao Ban.

"Director, Zheng Lao Ban's pancreaticoduodenectomy last year is something I could never tire of watching." Wang Zong said, "This level of surgery, even Director Wei can't reach."

Director Pan said nothing, smiling as he looked at the screen, his fingers lightly tapping the sofa arm, radiating satisfaction.

"It's been over half a year, and I don't know how much Zheng Lao Ban's surgery has improved." Wang Zong said softly.

"Xiao Wang, you're improving quite quickly too." Director Pan said.

Wang Zong recalled the process of the surgery recording Director Pan had shown him after he arrived in Hai Cheng, and gave a wry smile.

Progress, I have made some.

It's just that Zheng Lao Ban's level is simply too high—not just me, even Director Wei would be completely crushed.

It's not just a little bit better; there's an order-of-magnitude gap between them.

However, this surgery also raises a doubt of Wang Zong's—he has seen Zheng Lao Ban's surgery to some extent, including the livestream and watching him perform it in person.

The level is high, but it's absolutely not as high as what Director Pan showed in the video he gave me.

But Wang Zong has never mentioned this doubt to anyone, and ordinary people wouldn't notice it.

Patients basically judge surgery intuitively; for example, before laparoscopic surgery existed, the size of the incision after an appendectomy was a standard for measuring how well the surgery was done.

As for how large the peritoneal opening was, or how much traction was used during the operation, patients and their families have no way to evaluate.

Wang Zong certainly wouldn't use the incision size to judge surgical skill.

To be frank, not everyone can notice the fluctuations in Zheng Lao Ban's surgical skill before and after.

What exactly is going on? Wang Zong has been thinking about it, but he simply can't figure it out.

You can't even ask Zheng Lao Ban about it—would you have to ask him directly, "Boss Zheng, you're not putting your heart into surgery"? Even though his pancreaticoduodenectomy is done so properly, how could his everyday surgical skill have declined?

If I spoke like that, we might never see each other again. Besides, whenever I ask Zheng Lao Ban about anything, he always explains things clearly and thoroughly. Zheng Lao Ban is righteous—I can't overstep my bounds.

Forget it; I'll just figure it out myself.

Wang Zong watched the screen intently. The Xinglin Yuan surgery livestream room had broadcast many procedures, but this pancreaticoduodenectomy was the first time.

This also has to do with the surgery itself.

This surgery is extremely difficult for general surgery or gastroenterology surgery, but a level 912 should be able to handle it unless something special comes up.

It's not a rare disease, nor an emergency surgery, so it's normal that Zheng Lao Ban hasn't had the chance to do a livestream.

Wang Zong wanted to compare this surgery with the one Zheng Lao Ban performed last year that made his name; comparing the same procedure is the most direct way, and it would reveal whether Zheng Lao Ban's surgical level is truly unstable.

"Xiao Wang, what are you thinking about?" Director Pan said, seeing Wang Zong's solemn expression, as if he had something on his mind.

"Director, I've been thinking about the pancreaticoduodenectomy Zheng Lao Ban did before. A couple of days ago the patient came for a follow-up, no metastatic lesions were found, and the surgical outcome was overly good." Wang Zong said.

Director Pan's finger-tapping frequency on the sofa arm changed slightly, conveying a sense of joy and pleasure to Wang Zong's ears.

"I've been wondering how Zheng Lao Ban does it, and I've long been looking forward to this pancreaticoduodenectomy livestream surgery."

As he spoke, a red system notification suddenly appeared on the screen, and Wang Zong stared at it in surprise.

The Xinglin Yuan system backend issued a temporary notice: the pancreaticoduodenectomy livestream was cancelled.

Just as he was saying they had finally waited for Zheng Lao Ban to do another livestream surgery, the fact turned out to be exactly the opposite of what Wang Zong hoped.

He blankly looked at the system announcement twice, then sighed.

Director Pan also saw the announcement, he gave a soft "hmm," somewhat surprised. Cancelling a livestream like this seems to be the first time.

He was a bit worried, wondering if Zheng Ren might have run into some trouble. But Director Pan soon smiled, noting that Zheng Ren handles things with discretion, having trained in the Emergency Department and being competent enough that nothing serious could happen.

At worst, the patient's condition might suddenly change, making his worry a little excessive.

"If it's not happening, then I'll head back first." Director Pan slowly stood up, gave Wang Zong a brief instruction, then turned and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Wang Zong saw Director Pan out, then returned, puzzled, and looked at the system announcement again.

Indeed, the surgery livestream was cancelled.

What a shame—Wang Zong let out a long sigh; after waiting so long to finally see a pancreaticoduodenectomy livestream, it was cancelled for some reason.

But he didn't leave; instead he plugged in a USB drive, opened the video, and opened the clip of last year's surgery that Director Pan had given him, featuring Zheng Lao Ban.

Wang Zong doesn't know how many times he's watched this surgery recording; now, on the N+1th viewing, it still feels just like the first time—astonishing beyond belief.

Surgery can still be done like this!

Wang Zong's mind was filled with just this thought.

Separation, resection, anastomosis, cleansing—all done in one smooth flow, without a trace of earthly fuss. No matter how complex the anatomy, or how hidden the abnormal tumor or feeding vessels, the blunt scissors of blunt dissection and the gloved hand just keep the surgery moving without pause.

It truly is a beautiful enjoyment; Wang Zong quietly watched the surgery, imagining in his mind how he would act if he stood at the operating table.

Although there are many things he doesn't understand, each time he finishes watching Zheng Lao Ban's surgery recording and reflects for a few days, he always gains new insights.

Finally, turning those insights into surgical techniques, progress may not be a thousand miles a day, but Wang Zong knows his surgical improvement is quite evident.

What a shame—if only he could compare the two surgeries, it would be great. Zheng Lao Ban seemed to have been forced into it back then, giving an extraordinary performance; later, none of the livestream surgeries he did at Xinglin Yuan surpassed the level of this one.

If he could watch Zheng Lao Ban perform another similar surgery, how wonderful that would be.

But this isn't up to Wang Zong's will; he can only, during weekend slots when there are no outpatient surgeries, greedily watch this stunning surgery over and over, desperately sucking up its nourishment.

The video was edited, cutting out the earlier part where Professor Sen Yu opened the abdomen, leaving only the 30 minutes after Zheng Lao Ban took over.

And it was precisely this 30‑minute surgery video that Wang Zong watched for an entire morning.

He sat silently on the sofa, not even drinking water, only occasionally twitching a finger, unable to suppress a yearning to try it himself.