Chapter 2549: then translation of title, then ===GLOSSARY=== with list of named entities appearing in these lines

Tangxiu felt he was as annoying as a fly, waved her hand, wanting to drive him away.

Wei Feng didn't continue explaining, he calmly stood at the ward entrance observing everything that was happening, from time to time taking out his phone to refresh the official Nobel Prize website.

Once the website releases the most authoritative information, I will definitely rush over at First Time, ask that hypocritical guy what he's thinking!

Wei Feng coldly smiled.

Fake is fake, no matter how realistic you make it, it's still fake, it can't become real!

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Zheng Ren frowned looking at the film; communication with the patient's authorized signatory doesn't need to be done by him. What he needs to complete is an extremely high-difficulty Shou Bing.

Heart Shou Bing itself is difficult, plus it's a re-Shou Bing, normal anatomical structure is gone, local adhesions and organization are severe, everything must be adapted on the fly.

Moreover, the patient's valve infection has lasted a long time, the abscess has deepened into the left atrial roof and aortic wall, difficulty further increases.

Going to the System Operating Room for training, after doing dozens of Shou Bing, the success rate is only about 80%.

No matter how meticulous, there always ends up being some kind of problem. Especially the position where the abscess is separated from eroding the aortic wall, a little carelessness can cause aortic rupture and bleeding.

Because it's too close to the left atrium, a stent can't possibly be fully sealed. Gao Shaojie's suggestion can only be used as temporary 120 Emergency; if the rupture is too large, even if sutured, once the patient's heart beats again it will bleed again, causing the patient's death.

If the Nobel Prize Quest could be completed, that would be great; Zheng Ren helplessly looks at the System Quest, at the quest reward, feeling some longing.

As for the 99% progress bar, it remains as steady as a rock; the last bit of progress doesn't budge at all, why is it so hard for it to move even a little? Zheng Ren muttered to himself.

If Shou Bing isn't done, the vegetation on the patient's aortic valve will soon detach and embolize into the blood vessel network of the brain and other vital organs.

Zheng Ren has already confirmed this in Surgical Training.

Shou Bing not only needs to be done, but must be done immediately. Once the vegetation detaches, even if this girl survives, she will spend the rest of her life paralyzed on one side.

Fortunately, the Fame Under Heaven fourth-stage quest gave Zheng Ren a vast amount of Surgical Training time, allowing him to train in the System Operating Room without worry.

But the Master-level Cardiothoracic Surgery Shou Bing skill is still somewhat insufficient; Zheng Ren finds that no matter how many times he does it, there is always a certain probability of problems when dissecting the aortic wall abscess.

He can only pin his hopes on Luck Value; Zheng Ren finally thought helplessly.

"Boss, the patient is already on the table." Su Yun put down her phone and said beside Zheng Ren.

"Let's go." Zheng Ren took the film from the viewer, put it into the film bag, and strode out carrying the bag.

Passing the Xinglin Yuan lawyer, he asked: "Have you all signed?"

"The entrusted party still has doubts; we are explaining." The Xinglin Yuan lawyer was explaining to the Middle-aged Woman, he said helplessly.

Zheng Ren nodded, "The pre-op signatures are all done, right?"

"Signed." Su Yun said.

This middle-aged woman is the boss lady of the shop where the patient works, and she is quite responsible; Zheng Ren approves of her. In Hai Cheng, he has experienced many times when a group of relatives and friends brought the patient to the hospital, but as soon as signing for surgery was mentioned, they all disappeared.

Those patients' conditions simply cannot be compared to this patient undergoing a second valve replacement; yet the boss of the shop where the patient works signed without hesitation—one cannot deny that people are still different.

Her hesitation about the Surgery live broadcast is understandable; Zheng Ren doesn't mind this at all.

"Boss, have you received the call?" Su Yun asked.

Zheng Ren shook his head.

Su Yun lowered her head and softly sighed; his forehead's black hair swayed weakly. He just couldn't figure out why he still hadn't received the call.

In all previous predictions, Su Yun felt the chance of winning this award was quite high. But facts are facts, there's been no news; the probability is probably low.

Even if he can't win the Nobel Prize, Shou Bing still needs to be done.

No need to consider other things; even if Shou Bing fails, he still has a prepared fund on hand, can fully compensate the patient, and digest a major medical dispute invisibly.

Thinking of this, Su Yun smiled helplessly.

Doing Shou Bing, especially this kind of life-or-death Shou Bing, also requires the Medical Team to prepare funds themselves to digest the consequences of Shou Bing failure; how absurd this is, the more absurd it is.

But if he doesn't attempt Shou Bing, the patient will surely die.

Forget it, people always have to bow before life. Unable to change the world, as long as we do the little things at hand well, that's enough.

Just the Nobel Prize…… it's really a pity; next time I meet Ke Li, I'll definitely give him a good scolding, Su Yun thought.

While rushing to the Operating Room, Su Yun took out her phone. Several people have already left him messages; the winners of certain awards have already been determined.

The Boss still hasn't received the call; the chance of getting the Nobel Prize is already nearly zero.

Everyone came to the Operating Room, changed clothes as quickly as possible, and entered the Hybrid Operating Room.

"How are the preparations?" Zheng Ren asked.

In the melody of Good Luck Come, Lao He was checking the extracorporeal circulation machine. He turned his head and gave a slight nod.

"Scrub hands, open the table!" Zheng Ren said solemnly.

The Thoracic Professor Chen glanced at Zhao Yunlong, who said: "I'll go up."

He quickly followed behind Zheng Ren and ran to scrub his hands.

Xie Yiren was already standing at the instrument table, beginning to point out instruments lightly with the circulating nurse. Amidst the busyness yet orderly, to save a life, everyone was working selflessly.

The phone rang in his hand, Su Yun startled. It was his own phone; he now hates the Nobel Prize phone notification segment. These days he's been hoping for the call to come through, and his anticipation has caused some allergy-like symptoms.

What era is this? Sending an email won't do? Must make a phone call! That bunch of unprogressive old fogies!

Tradition, this is a damn tradition, completely unaware of keeping up with the times.

Su Yun muttered inwardly, then answered the phone.

"Has the consignor agreed?"

"She can look if she wants, no problem, the lawyer has an account, right?"

"Okay, let Xiao Hu hurry up and come; the Boss side is preparing to open the table."

After saying that, Su Yun hung up, put the phone on the operating table, and glanced at Lin Ge.

Lin Ge nodded slightly nervously, indicating he understood. Su Yun let out a long sigh, then turned to go scrub his hands.

The patient was placed in the supine position; Zhao Yunlong began disinfecting and laying the first sterile sheet, while Zheng Ren directly put on his gown and laid the second sterile sheet.

The situation is urgent; saving a little time is a little time.

After laying out the forms, Zheng Ren stood in the operator's position, Su Yun stood in the first assistant's position. Zhao Yunlong served as the second assistant, Hu Yan Hui put the live-streaming eye on Zheng Ren, after finishing the adjustment they stuck out a thumb and cheered Zheng Ren on.

The airtight Lead door slowly closed, Shou Bing began.