Chapter 2597: and ===GLOSSARY===

Bringing Old Shen upstairs, Peng Jia felt his back all chilly the whole way.

Zheng Lao Ban won the Nobel Prize, this is true. But he won the Nobel Prize for interventional surgery, while his usual surgery live broadcasts mainly focus on general surgery and thoracic surgery; in Peng Jia's memory, he has never done neurosurgery or orthopedic surgery.

This time a great deity has been invited; let's see how it ends, Peng Jia complained in his heart.

With Old Shen's academic standing, a casual remark is like a medium-sized earthquake. Zheng Lao Ban, being young and hot-headed, the two end up tearing at each other from afar, and the one who will surely be hurt is Xinglin Yuan.

Peng Jia kept complaining bitterly, but his expression management was still adequate, he did not show any abnormal emotion.

"Old Shen, Zheng Lao Ban is a doctor of the General Surgery Department, later switched to interventional surgery; in the Orthopedics Department he's truly not skilled. If there's anything not done properly, you still need to point it out." Peng Jia complained, but he still prepared himself mentally with Old Shen and spoke some gentle words to help Zheng Lao Ban.

"Is Zheng Lao Ban's orthopedic surgery not good? Who did you hear that from?" Academician Shen, although his legs are a bit inconvenient, he is still energetic and reacts extremely quickly. He immediately seized on a loophole in Peng Jia's words and directly asked.

"Er…"

"A few months ago, Zheng Lao Ban performed a second hip joint replacement surgery in Nanyang, do you know?" Director Yang asked.

"……" Peng Jia was stunned. Nanyang, hip joint replacement surgery? I'm just a manager; how would Zheng Lao Ban report this to me?

"Xiao Peng, your work is really not meticulous; I have to criticize you." Old Shen said with a smile: "Because this surgery was extremely successful, Doctor Jienta recommended Zheng Lao Ban to become a lifetime professor at Johns Hopkins Hospital; you should know that."

Peng Jia felt somewhat ashamed.

I should know, but Zheng Lao Ban also has to be willing to tell me, right?

But after thinking it over, Peng Jia's curiosity rose.

"Old Shen, Zheng Lao Ban is busy with the Nobel Prize project; I don't know much, did he do a hip joint replacement in Nanyang?"

"Hmm, I'm not clear on the specifics of why he did it, but Doctor Jienta of Johns Hopkins Hospital highly regards Zheng Lao Ban's orthopedic surgery skill and recommended him to become a lifetime professor."

Saying that, the Elevator door chimed and several people walked down.

Peng Jia ushered Old Shen into the conference room.

The doctors who had arrived earlier were chatting while waiting for the surgery live broadcast to start. The moment Old Shen walked in, several directors jumped up.

"Old Shen, how did you come here?"

"Old Shen, your health is really good, sit here, sit here."

The old man is kind, but his aura is still quite strong. What is this? This is martial arts world status.

Old Shen didn't know these directors; he smiled slightly, lightly pressed down with his right hand, and said, "Sit, sit and speak, don't be polite."

Peng Jia felt that standing beside Old Shen, those directors' gazes toward him were off.

Is this relying on others' power? Peng Jia muttered to himself self‑mockingly.

Water was prepared for the old man and the directors; the surgery live broadcast quietly began.

At the moment of seeing the three‑field screen, Old Shen's eyes narrowed.

"Zheng Lao Ban really goes big!" Old Shen laughed: "Tumor Shou Bing performed under forward guidance, trying to avoid patients' Shou Bing side damage, achieving precise treatment—this idea is correct."

Seeing Old Shen's considerable praise for Zheng Lao Ban, Peng Jia's nervous heart eased a little. As long as they're not here to find fault, he thought.

As the Shou Bing began, the conference room grew quiet. The quiet carried a sense of solemnity; Peng Jia's attention was not on the surgery live broadcast but on observing the directors' expression changes.

This is a skill Peng Jia has trained long‑term; by watching the expressions of the directors invited to watch the broadcast, he knows whether the Shou Bing is well done.

Zheng Lao Ban's General Surgery Shou Bing, including thyroid gland Shou Bing, is definitely fine. Since it's approved by Doctor Charles of the Mayo Clinic, Peng Jia worries not at all about this.

Blood Vessel Department Shou Bing, he also doesn't worry. The heart Shou Bing live broadcast has been done many times; Zheng Lao Ban's Shou Bing is rock solid. To this day Peng Jia still remembers the legendary Shou Bing where Zheng Lao Ban removed a 12 cm blood clot—too bad that wasn't a surgery live broadcast.

The most crucial, the thing that worries Peng Jia most is still Orthopedics Department Shou Bing; during the removal of the fourth cervical vertebra, a little mistake and the patient will end up with high‑level paraplegia.

Peng Jia sighed inwardly; although Academician Shen had said earlier that Zheng Lao Ban's Orthopedics Department Shou Bing was also good, and even had received approval from Doctor Jienta of Johns Hopkins Hospital, Peng Jia still worries, after all he has never personally seen Zheng Lao Ban's Orthopedics Department Shou Bing.

What Old Shen says cannot be disbelieved, yet neither can it be fully trusted.

1 hour 45 minutes, the expanded neck cavity cleaning and external carotid artery resection, artificial blood vessel replacement completed; the live broadcast paused, and in the Operating Room they began to change position. At this moment Old Shen's waist slightly left the backrest, his whole body sat upright, lacking the earlier feeble elderly feeling.

Although the Orthopedics Department Shou Bing hasn't started yet, he obviously began to feel tension and excitement.

Peng Jia felt a bit strange; isn't this just watching a platform Shou Bing? What's the point?

He was slightly cautious, his body leaning a bit toward Old Shen, about 5 degrees. His main gaze was on the surgery live broadcast, yet he could also simultaneously observe Old Shen's expression.

About ten minutes later, the surgery live broadcast picture appeared. Xiao Shitou had already been turned prone, and Zheng Ren chose to approach via the posterior entry route.

Old Shen's eyes were narrowed, his hands resting on his legs, like a military training student. Peng Jia was quite worried that maintaining this posture would tire him; if anything became uncomfortable, what should he do?

Soon, the Shou Bing began.

Still, interventional guidance; the interventional doctor on stage was proficient in technique, found the artery supplying blood to the fourth cervical vertebra, and began using a high‑pressure syringe to monitor the contrast agent.

"We still haven't cultivated an interventional doctor with good technique; you need to focus on this work." Old Shen looked at the live broadcast picture and said seriously.

Peng Jia had some doubts; just as he was about to instinctively agree, he heard Professor Yang from the other side sigh and say, "Title: Teacher, true interventional doctors are rare; skilled interventional doctors nobody wants to stay here just to do angiography. If we seek cooperation with other departments…… you also know, the difficulty is great."

"The significance is very great; if there is no one, find a few Doctor students, first throw them into the Intervention Department to study for a year—if they can pick it up, they stay; if they truly can pick it up, I will request the quota for staying in the hospital." Shen Lao said, "Look at Zheng Lao Ban's Shou Bing—just the intervention to explore the Ming Shou Bing route, the blood loss will be about 2000ml less."