Chapter 2600: with translation of chapter title

In the Operating Room, Good Luck Come's song was melodious and lingering.

Several directors on the observation platform looked a bit bewildered; the surgery could actually be done like this! Every time Zheng Boss seamlessly switches between interventional and surgical procedures, it leaves people feeling bewildered and helpless.

Although none of the directors have performed thousands of surgeries, they have never before seen a case where surgical and interventional procedures are so precisely coordinated.

Even after the surgery has progressed this far, Zheng Boss insists on suturing the skin—something they just don't understand.

"Boss, you could open a cosmetic hospital." Su Yun laughed as she cut the continuous suturing thread inside the boss's skin.

Zheng Ren looked at the system panel showing a surgery completion degree of 99% plus 10%. He felt very satisfied.

The 10% surgery completion degree conferred by the Scholar title is extremely crucial.

A surgery that originally couldn't be perfect can now be nearly perfect—that's a leap. A surgery that was already perfect becomes flawless, like Xiao Shitou's surgery right before our eyes; that's an even greater leap.

Normally, after such major surgical trauma, patients need to stay in the ICU for at least 3–7 days. Yet the female patient who previously underwent a double valve replacement was up and doing functional rehab on the third day post‑op, and Zheng Ren has recognized the benefits of exceeding 100% surgery completion degree.

Therefore he insists on suturing the skin himself, maximizing the surgery completion degree so that Xiao Shitou's postoperative recovery can be a bit faster.

"I'm talking to you—why does doing the surgery well make you so arrogant and rude?" Su Yun said scornfully.

"Don't speak in translation mode." Zheng Ren made a gesture, and Hu Yan Hui immediately cut the live‑broadcast signal and removed the live‑broadcast glasses.

"Boss, the surgery has progressed this far—how many days will the patient need to stay in the ICU?"

"Play it safe—two to three days, then transfer back to the special needs ward." Zheng Ren said, "Please contact the German side and tell Fugui'er not to rush back yet."

"I've told Fugui'er."

"Hmm, I see Fugui'er isn't in a hurry either; let him wait in Germany." Zheng Ren said.

"He basically doesn't want to come back—he's just living it up, enjoying himself without thinking of Shu. Rumor has it he holds banquets every day and gives lectures; that's basically having achieved fame and success. By the way, Lanke has hired Fugui'er as an independent director."

"Wasn't it said that you were invited to go?" Zheng Ren asked.

"I checked the company charter—although there aren't many restrictions on independent directors, they still have to give lectures several times a year." Su Yun said, "It's pointless; if it really conflicts with Xiao Feng's product, that's just shooting ourselves in the foot. Right, Xiao Feng?"

Feng Xu Hui stood in the corner wearing lead clothing, like a tin man, chuckling to himself.

Director Wei shook his head and said, "Zheng Boss, why aren't you going?"

"Really different," Director Wei thought. "Just those four words 'independent director' put them worlds apart from doctors—let alone being Lanke's independent director."

Zheng Boss came to 912 less than a year ago and achieved something others couldn't accomplish in a lifetime—truly enviable.

"No time," Zheng Ren said. "There's still surgery on this side, and I'm using Changfeng's consumables, which conflicts with Lanke. They haven't brought it up, but I need to have a plan."

Director Wei glanced at the tin man in the corner and sighed. "Holding onto that thigh is really impressive!"

Lanke's independent director says whatever he wants, and Zheng Boss is truly righteous.

The airtight lead door opened; Zheng Ren tore off the sterile surgical gown, removed his gloves, and said, "Su Yun, let's both send..."

Just as he was speaking halfway, Zheng Ren saw a leg crossed at the knee in the doorway.

"Director Lin? Why are you sitting there?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Oh, the surgery is done, Zheng Boss." Lin Ge immediately stood up and said with a smile.

"What's this?"

"Guarding the door," Lin Ge laughed. "Many directors who want to come in to watch the surgery have been chased by me to the demonstration room."

"..." Zheng Ren felt helpless; this execution ability is too strong, leaving him feeling unaccustomed.

Director Wei, Mao Chi, and others followed out and saw Lin Ge honestly guarding the door outside, their hearts churning.

Zheng Boss's aura is immense; even during surgery they have to get the heads of the Medical Department and the Science and Education Department to stand guard at the door. Although they don't really grasp what an independent director is, Lin Ge's door‑guarding is a real impact—enough to shatter one's worldview.

"Thanks," Zheng Ren said sheepishly.

"How did the surgery go?" Lin Ge asked.

"It went quite smoothly; after many simulations, the final completion degree is basically the best case." Zheng Ren said very cautiously.

"Good, good." Lin Ge picked up the small stool and put it back in the corner, then asked, "Zheng Boss, are you heading down now?"

"I'll take the patient to the ICU with Su Yun," Zheng Ren said. "Be careful—the surgery went okay; don't let anything slip elsewhere."

"Boss, I'm leaving," Su Yun shouted from the operating room.

"Okay." Zheng Ren turned his head and saw Xiao Shitou already lifted onto the cart; Lao He was holding a ball in his hand, tightly watching the monitor.

"Director Lin, we're heading to the ICU first." Zheng Ren smiled and then walked out of the operating room.

All the directors watched the cart being pushed away, each feeling a sense of loss.

"Director Lin, you really are guarding the door," the eldest Director Wei asked with a chuckle.

"What if I don't guard the door? You have no idea how many people I've turned away. Leaving the surgery live broadcast unwatched, yet insisting on coming to the operating room to eat threads—what's that all about?" Lin Ge said.

"Isn't it to get close and bask in Zheng Boss's aura?" Mao Chi said, "Watching the surgery live broadcast, you don't get that kind of... that kind of..."

"The metallic texture," Director Wei added.

"Exactly, exactly! In the future the room will be full of robots; the surgeon just needs to stay outside. Later, maybe even the surgeon won't be needed—direct intelligent operation." Mao Chi said.

"Stop the nonsense; properly learn surgery from Zheng Boss." Lin Ge said.

: …… (ellipsis) no terms.

: …… (ellipsis)

Zheng Ren, Su Yun, and Lao He all the way sent Xiao Shitou to the ICU, giving some postoperative precautions. Zheng Ren's explanation was a bit long‑winded, lasting a full five minutes.

After observing a while longer, they saw Xiao Shitou's vital signs were stable and he had awakened. Strangely, his tolerance for the ventilator tube was extremely high, so they didn't continue giving sedatives.

Seeing nothing was wrong, Zheng Ren then left the ICU.

"Boss, isn't it bad that you fuss over every little thing?" Su Yun said, "Our ICU at 912 is actually very high‑level."

"I know—it's not that the surgery was just okay; I'm afraid something might go wrong in any step." Zheng Ren said.

"When we did mock surgeries, I didn't see your level being this high; how come stepping onto the stage feels so different?" Su Yun asked, somewhat surprised.

Zheng Ren thought, last night he did over 400 hours of surgery training and even used a peak‑level skill book—how could it be the same? Besides, he still has the halo and luck value buff active.

However, this cannot be said.

Two people walked out of the ICU, seeing Wen Xiaonuan anxiously standing at the operating room door.