Chapter 2450: with translation of chapter title

Liu Xu zhi's injury was no problem, Zheng Lao Ban made a rare "misdiagnosis".

However, facing flesh-eating bacteria, no matter how careful you are, it's not excessive; at the very least, Zheng Ren thinks so.

In one week, Su Yun helped Liu Xu zhi reorganize the data for gastric fundus, gastric left Artery embolization surgery, and also handled dozens of cases.

The quantity should be fine; postoperative observation and follow-up also have solid basis. Patients' recovery condition is also quite ideal.

Regarding this, Su Yun expressed satisfaction. He said several times that this should at least apply for a national-level natural science foundation.

……

Gao Shaojie came to Di Du today.

He finished the matter of his child's application, confirmed the choice, and without waiting for admission, came to Di Du with a nervous heart.

Leaving the airport, seeing Zheng Lao Ban greeting him with a smile, Gao Shaojie's nervousness suddenly vanished.

Thinking back to that young doctor in Hai Cheng, along the way Gao Shaojie also felt as if he had watched a semi-real, semi-fantasy movie. He sat in the audience, watching Zheng Lao Ban's honest and simple wholehearted performance.

Now, he too has stepped onto this stage.

He proactively gave up an opportunity to compete for the director position, exchanging it for another opportunity. Whether it's better or worse cannot be said clearly.

However, upon seeing Zheng Lao Ban at that moment, Gao Shaojie felt his choice was correct.

Without a word, a familiar embrace, Zheng Renhe and Su Yun helped Gao Shaojie carry his things, walking out of the airport with big steps.

"Old Gao, you've brought too much stuff, haven't you?" Su Yun said with a smile: "You really plan to settle in Di Du."

"Mm." Gao Shaojie said, "This isn't just preparing to stay a bit longer."

"Old Gao, have a good meal and drinks tonight to wash off the dust." Su Yun said.

"Mm, don't rush to the hospital, settle this side first." Zheng Ren said.

"Old Liu's place is still there; he left in a hurry, still paying rent." Gao Shaojie said, "I'll just stay there; he gave me the keys."

"You guys are doing a relay race." Su Yun said.

Gao Shaojie smiled, said nothing.

Getting in the car, they drove straight to the rental house where Liu Zewei had been near the Community Hospital. After settling in, Su Yun enthusiastically took Gao Shaojie around the Community Hospital, then showed off the new consultation equipment.

Gao Shaojie looked a bit dazed.

Hearing Liu Zewei say it was one thing, seeing it with his own eyes was another.

Zheng Lao Ban, in the land-rich Di Du, had built a huge operation in half a year! Without seeing it in person, it would be hard to believe.

The team-leading professors of major tertiary hospitals in Di Du were fighting over beds, heads bloodied. Yet Zheng Lao Ban parachuted into Di Du, and in less than half a year, counting the Community Hospital, he had over a hundred beds at his disposal.

Not seeing it in person, it's truly hard to believe. This is because they really have the ability, Gao Shaojie thought.

"Tonight there's no one else; the Medical Team others will introduce you tomorrow at the department." Su Yun said, "Buy some vegetables, go home and eat, Boss, turn off your phone."

"Ah?" Zheng Ren blinked.

After becoming a doctor, Zheng Ren had long been used to keeping his phone on 24 hours. Turning it off? That option doesn't exist.

"Lately when eating with you, there's always an emergency call; can't we just have a proper meal?" Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren, nagging.

"Oh, okay." Zheng Ren smiled, "Old Gao, are you going through the further training procedures?"

"Yes, Doctor Su has already contacted Director Lin on that side; no problem."

"Fine, then let's eat at home tonight." Zheng Ren smiled.

Having dinner at home, Gao Shaojie, who had just arrived in Di Du, felt more at ease.

Zheng Lao Ban still values loyalty; many of my worries need not be overthought. The rest, still depends on me.

A simple home-cooked meal, Zheng Lao Ban spoke little, appearing steady. Su Yun happily pulled Gao Shaojie to drink.

When his face flushed from drinking, Gao Shaojie asked about the current staff situation in the department and the progress of the Nobel Prize.

What surprised him was Su Yun laughing and saying this year's Nobel Prize chances are fifty-fifty.

Old Liu hadn't mentioned this; Gao Shaojie felt his heart tighten. Coupled with the alcohol, he faintly heard meaningless rustling sounds and his own heartbeat.

Is the chance of winning the Nobel Prize this year 50%?

Is the chance of winning the Nobel Prize this year 50%!

If that's the case, do I count as a member of the Nobel Prize project research team? Probably something happened during Old Liu's absence; otherwise Old Liu would never have given up the Nobel Prize project to run back and become director.

"Old Gao, you're looking promising." Su Yun saw Gao Shaojie holding his wine glass, motionless, found it funny, patted his shoulder to wake him.

Gao Shaojie was a bit dazed; he quickly laughed a couple of times to divert the topic.

He observed expressions and finally felt this should indeed be true!

Su Yun might be willing to joke, but his words need more thought to see if they're true or if he's teasing me.

But Zheng Lao Ban is different; he didn't refute, just kept smiling, giving Gao Shaojie a confidence of having victory in hand.

This time I came to the right place!

Gao Shaojie still has some regrets these days; after all, he's over forty, no longer able to be as full of vigor as fresh graduates, life has countless possibilities.

Giving up the director position, for Gao Shaojie is a major life decision. But just arriving in Di Du, he feels it's all worthwhile!

……

Early the next morning, Gao Shaojie came to the department; Su Yun introduced everyone.

Chang Yue, Gao Shaojie knows, an ordinary doctor in Zheng Lao Ban's Medical Team. Lin Yuan and Gu Xiao Ran, plus a trainee he hadn't met before, a gentle handshake, brief exchange.

Shift change, ward rounds, the unshakable rule.

When Gao Shaojie discovered that Liu Zewei said the Intervention Department had always had opinions about Zheng Lao Ban, and Professor Zhao Wenhua, who had advised caution, actually brought his beds over to Zheng Lao Ban's Medical Team, he felt even more certain about what Su Yun said last night.

Being far away, I can't grasp the relevant situation. But Professor Zhao Wenhua has been with him day and night, understanding more than I do.

Now all hesitation in my heart is gone; Gao Shaojie feels he has picked up a treasure. Compared to that, a department head in a provincial city Intervention Department really isn't much.

"Zheng Lao Ban, will you handle two surgeries for me today?" Gao Shaojie's respect for Zheng Lao Ban rose another notch.

Compared to the beginning, Gao Shaojie now knows.

At that time, when I first met in Hai Cheng, I was a professor at a higher-level hospital, and I admired Zheng Lao Ban. I still remember that it was winter then; it seems less than a year has passed, and the situation has undergone a tremendous change.

However, Gao Shaojie accepted this calmly.

"Mm, Lin Yuan, send the patient up; today you and Professor Zhao will work together at the table." Zheng Ren arranged.

"Okay." Lin Yuan flicked the ponytail and went to receive the patient.

"Old Gao, look at the pre-op films." Zheng Ren sat at the computer, following the surgical sequence, called up the patient's images, and began explaining to Gao Shaojie how today's surgery should be done.

Gao Shaojie had studied TIPS Surgery for a long time; after glancing at the film, he roughly knew what to do next.

"Puncture here." Gao Shaojie's finger pointed at the screen as he said.

But Zheng Lao Ban didn't speak; Gao Shaojie hesitated a moment, wondering if he had spoken wrongly? Probably not; the puncture point he had chosen was quite accurate, and he felt confident.

Gao Shaojie had some doubts; he took a closer look and was quite sure there was no problem, "Zheng—"

Before he could finish, out of the corner of his eye he saw Zheng Ren suddenly stand up and say, "Lin Yuan, wait a moment!"

"Huh?" Lin Yuan, holding the patient's file, was just walking past the doctor's office door with a wheelchair when she was called.

She was bringing up a 68-year-old male patient, diagnosed with liver cirrhosis, hepatitis B, portal hypertension, and a series of other diseases.

The Medical Team's admitted patients are mostly similar, mainly those with severe portal hypertension and large amounts of ascites.

The patient before them also had knee problems, making walking inconvenient, so to save time they simply pushed the wheelchair onto the operating table.

Hearing Zheng Lao Ban call her, Lin Yuan immediately recalled the patient's condition.

The diagnosis should be fine; Zheng Lao Ban had already looked over the patient earlier and raised no objection.

Zheng Ren's steps were slightly hesitant; he approached the patient, gave a smiling greeting, said a couple of brief sentences, and then had Lin Yuan send the patient onto the operating table.

What's wrong with Zheng Lao Ban this early morning? Lin Yuan felt a bit puzzled, but she had no time to think further as the patient's family pushed the wheelchair slowly out of the Intervention Department.

Lin Yuan found it a bit slow; the patient's family were elderly, and their legs were equally inconvenient. After saying it twice, the patient's spouse insisted on pushing the wheelchair, which seemed to them a kind of ritual.

She wasn't being polite to Lin Yuan; even the son standing aside who wanted to push the wheelchair was refused by her.

Zheng Ren watched an elderly woman with white hair and bad legs push the wheelchair forward slowly, pondering.

The source of doubt wasn't the patient; he had noticed it during the morning rounds.

He had just lifted his head when he saw a blood-red System Panel belonging to the patient's family. Looking closer, he read the diagnosis—type 2 diabetes, necrosis of the fourth toe of the left foot.

There was necrosis and diabetes; Zheng Ren's first thought was diabetic foot. Yet looking at the patient's condition, it seemed they were unaware of their toe necrosis.

It couldn't be; toe necrosis is excruciatingly painful—how could someone not care?

But the diagnosis he saw on the System Panel couldn't be blurted out; he had been a bit impulsive, his consideration not thorough. Better to wait until after the surgery to mention it; Zheng Ren remembered the patient and planned to check the ward post-op.

"Zheng Lao Ban, what was that just now?" Gao Shaojie watched as the patient's family pushed the wheelchair away, their steps unsteady turning the corner, and asked softly.

"Oh, I just asked because I saw the patient sitting in a wheelchair heading to the Operating Room." Zheng Ren gave a casual reply, changing the subject.

They looked at the films, analyzed the condition, then went up onto the operating table.

After Gao Shaojie arrived, he freed Su Yun. He didn't even get onto the operating table, just said hello, claiming he needed to contact the pre-op simulation system, and then ran off.

Zheng Ren didn't mind either; his subordinates were now strong and capable. Although he didn't particularly like Zhao Wenhua, that fellow's ability was evident and still quite good.

If he were a bit lacking, Director Kong wouldn't have led the team away during Earthquake Relief, leaving him to guard the home.

After a period of training, Zhao Wenhua performed TIPS Surgery very steadily, and Zheng Ren had nothing to worry about.

Gao Shaojie and Lin Yuan coordinated a surgery; after Zheng Ren gauged Gao Shaojie's surgical skill, he performed a few more operations to correct minor shortcomings.

After stepping down, Zheng Ren first chatted with Gao Shaojie about the surgery for a while, then said, "Go check on the patients."

Gao Shaojie nodded.

Having just seen the problematic patient's family member, that patient was one admitted by Zhao Wenhua; Zheng Ren had nothing to conceal, so he went straight to Zhao Wenhua's ward to begin post-op rounds.

Zhao Wenhua was strolling around the ward; the habit of checking patients after surgery had become ingrained in his bones—without seeing patients eat, meals felt bland, and he missed them deeply.

Seeing Zheng Ren bring Gao Shaojie inside, Zhao Wenhua greeted with a smile: "Zheng Lao Ban."

"Mm." Zheng Ren nodded, catching sight of the problematic patient's family member off to the side listening to what Zhao Wenhua was saying.

Zheng Ren smiled, first looking at the post-op patients. After finishing, he smiled and said to the elderly woman, "Auntie, since walking is inconvenient for you, let the children do the work."

"It's fine," said the patient's partner, "the child is all thumbs; nothing they do is efficient, I wouldn't trust them to do it."

"Mom, I'm over thirty, yet you still treat me like a child," the patient's son said helplessly from the side.

"No matter how old, you're still a child—get out of here." Saying that, the elderly woman limped over to the bedside.

"Auntie, are your feet uncomfortable?" Zheng Ren asked.