Chapter 2697

2599.2500 Lickdog

Director Wei is performing a colon cancer Shou Bing.

Originally the Shou Bing wasn't difficult; just open the abdomen, remove the tumor, then anastomose the intestine. But today Director Wei has no state at all, his technique is slightly slower than usual, looking preoccupied.

"Director, your skill isn't that bad, anything wrong at home?" the anesthesiologist teased from the side.

"Ah." Director Wei sighed, "I wasn't thinking about Zheng Lao Ban's Shou Bing; if I'd known Zheng Lao Ban was going to do a livestream, I wouldn't have scheduled the Shou Bing this morning."

"Yeah, I just saw Zheng Lao Ban go to the Hybrid Operating Room." the anesthesiologist said, "Originally when scheduling yesterday, Orthopedics Lao Chen also submitted a request, wanting the first slot using the biggest Hybrid Operating Room, but Director Xu directly gave the slot to Zheng Lao Ban."

Speaking, he lowered his voice and cautiously glanced around a few times.

"Director Wei, Zheng Lao Ban doesn't usually come to the Big External Operating Room at this time; what's up today?"

"Speak up a little. Such a little movement, sneaking around, always makes one feel guilty like a thief." Director Wei said.

"Ah, this isn't like A Few Years Ago when we were chatting about a Shou Bing in the Zhibanshi, everyone having fun, nobody noticed when Director Xu slipped in. Just then… it's like when we were young at a girlfriend's place, doing that thing, and got caught by her parents." the anesthesiologist said.

"What?" Director Wei said dismissively, "Not talking about Zheng Lao Ban and Director Xu's relationship, just saying Director Xu looked at Zheng Lao Ban's proposed procedure, the Hybrid Operating Room is also Zheng Lao Ban's."

"Procedure?" the anesthesiologist blinked.

"Yeah, I ran into Zheng Lao Ban while changing clothes just now; he said today he's going to do a Shou Bing on a late‑stage cancer patient." Director Wei said.

"Late‑stage cancer……Shou Bing……is there still any point?"

"What level is Zheng Lao Ban at, whether it's meaningful or not is up to you to say?" Director Wei said, "I asked, and it should be neck lymph node dissection + external carotid artery replacement + vertebral body transplantation."

「……」

The anesthesiologist was speechless; one Shou Bing spanned three major departments, covering breast surgery, vascular surgery, and Orthopedics Department.

Knowing Zheng Lao Ban is awesome, but I didn't expect him to be this awesome.

No wonder Director Wei was distracted; the anesthesiologist now found the reason, because his own heart started to grow grass too.

He didn't continue speaking, but instead whispered two sentences to his assistant and then slipped out of the Operating Room.

Arriving outside the largest Hybrid Operating Room, he saw the airtight lead door closed, didn't go into the operating area, but stood outside the airtight lead door, taking a glance through the lead glass.

Dense machines filled the operating room, appearing in his view.

Holy shit!

How could they use so many machines! The anesthetist was stunned.

He had seen Da Vinci robot surgeries before, but the number of machines used was nowhere near as many as in today's hybrid operating room.

Two screens glared brightly—one faced him directly, showing interventional images; the other was angled away, so the anesthetist couldn't see what was displayed, but it felt incredibly high-end.

Zheng Lao Ban, after all, is a Nobel Prize winner; whether it's interventional or surgical, his skill is plain for all to see.

No wonder they dare to attempt late‑stage cancer surgery; no explanation is needed—just seeing the dense forest of machines in the operating room gives a feeling of certain victory.

The anesthetist stared blankly a few times, seeing Lao He intently focused on the various machines, and a strange feeling welled up in him.

He gave a slight shake of his head and walked back to the operating area, lost in thought.

"Director Wei, you really shouldn't say that—Zheng Lao Ban is truly awesome!" the anesthetist remarked.

"Huh? You went to look? How far along is the surgery?" Director Wei asked.

"I don't know." the anesthetist said, a bit embarrassed, in a low voice.

Director Wei burst out laughing—praising Zheng Lao Ban as awesome while not even knowing how far the surgery had gone; even as a sycophant one wouldn't be this thorough.

Before Director Wei could speak, the circulating nurse sitting on the small stool nearby said: "Brother Yu, you're going too far. No matter how much you fawn now, with Lao He on Zheng Lao Ban's side, you'll never get into their medical team."

"Kowtow? Forget it! Even if I wanted to lick, I couldn't reach." the anesthetist said: "You go look—just that scene, I dropped to my knees right away. It's not licking, it's a fact!"

The circulating nurse, curious, stood up and glanced at the instrument nurse, saying: "I'll go take a look; I'll be back in two or three minutes. If there's anything urgent in the hallway, shout and I'll return immediately."

"Go on, go on." The instrument nurse glanced dissatisfiedly at Director Wei's slightly slow pace on the operating table, full of complaints but kept them to herself.

"Little Yu, what did you see?" Director Wei asked.

The anesthetist, somewhat absent‑minded, was recalling the scene he had just seen, and actually didn't hear Director Wei's question.

Now Director Wei was getting annoyed—what's going on over there?

He struggled to focus, to finish the surgery quickly and properly—that's the right thing. Wasting time on the operating table and missing the live broadcast would be ugly.

Thinking of this, Director Wei began to concentrate and speed up.

As his speed picked up, he heard the circulating nurse behind him say: "Old Yu, what's the meaning of Zheng Lao Ban setting up two screens?"

"I don't get it..." the anesthetist said, feeling dejected.

"Take a look at Zheng Lao Ban's operating area—that's what high‑tech looks like." the circulating nurse said, "When I first encountered laparoscopic equipment, I thought it was amazing! Now watching Zheng Lao Ban perform surgery feels just the same as back then."

She had said half a sentence, then paused, and exclaimed: "No, it's even more shocking than back then. You say if technology advances further, won't the operating table have to be filled with screens?"

Director Wei's speed, which he had just picked up, slowed again; helplessly he asked: "What did you see?"

"A room full of machines, two screens, a camera under the shadowless lamp, Yun Ge'er wearing a microscope while facing the airtight lead door—really handsome!" the circulating nurse said, and then went on to talk about Su Yun.

Director Wei let out a deep sigh—this is nonsense, not something he wanted to know.

Although both the anesthetist and the circulating nurse are seasoned veterans, they can't perform surgery but can still spout off the horary cycles; still, nothing beats seeing the surgery oneself for real.

The glandular surgery originally belonged to the General Surgery Department, but as specialties have become increasingly fine‑grained over the past twenty years, procedures such as breast and thyroid surgery have been split off.

Director Wei, thinking of the cervical clearance Shou Bing he hadn't performed in many years, felt his hands start to itch. He quickly refocused, not listening to the anesthetist and circulating nurse chatting, and seized the time to finish the surgery.