Chapter 2724: with translation of chapter title

2626.2526 One layer of sterile mask cannot conceal

"Zheng Lao Ban, I've arranged the anesthesiologist for you; the instrument nurse will be your girlfriend, right?" Lin Yuanzhang asked softly.

When mentioning the girlfriend, he felt an inexplicable stirring in his heart.

What a pity, Zheng Lao Ban actually has a girlfriend; it seems our lass and Zheng Lao Ban are a good match. You say, at such a young age, not focusing on research but putting all thoughts into dating a girlfriend—how is that acceptable!

"No need to trouble your anesthesiologist." Zheng Ren said, "My anesthesiologist is already on the way and will arrive soon. Lin Yuan, go pick up Lao He, Xiao Feng, and Yi Ren. Also, there's Lin Chu."

"Okay." Lin Yuan turned and left, clean and efficient.

Pangzhuren grinned widely.

In front of Lin Yuanzhang, they really treated someone's apple of the eye as a little doctor—Zheng Lao Ban is awesome! Mighty!

If it were me, I'd always show more care than orders; at the very least, in front of Lin Yuanzhang I'd have to demonstrate this respect. This isn't a matter of medical skill, it's an attitude problem!

"Zheng Lao Ban, you definitely brought your own thoracotomy instruments; should we prepare extracorporeal circulation?" Lin Yuanzhang asked, as if he hadn't heard, staying beside Zheng Ren.

"No need." Zheng Ren said with a smile: "Besides, a thoracotomy is unlikely."

"Oh, post-op we ICU..." Lin Yuanzhang was about to continue following Zheng Ren's words, but immediately realized he might have misunderstood the meaning.

"A thoracotomy is unlikely?" Pangzhuren asked in surprise.

"Hmm, we can try interventional removal."

Pangzhuren wore a sterile mask, but a thin layer of sterile mask could not conceal the astonishment and confusion bursting forth.

At that moment Zheng Ren suddenly understood why Su Yun always wears three layers of mask during surgery.

Some things truly cannot be concealed by a single layer of sterile mask, such as talent, such as looks, such as—astonishment.

"It's not definitely going to work; I'm just preparing to try." Zheng Ren said with a smile to Pangzhuren beside him, whose surprised emotion bubbled out from the mosaic.

Pangzhuren said: "I tried at the vein above the clavicle, but couldn't pull it out; the adhesions inside are too severe."

"You didn't use enough force, did you?"

"No, I was afraid of tearing the myocardium."

"Alright then, I'll go look at the imaging data." Zheng Ren said, and had already walked into the operating room.

Through the lead glass, Zheng Ren saw the circulating nurse chatting with the patient. Actually chatting is secondary; the main purpose is to ease the patient's tension, control blood pressure; and also prevent the patient from turning over and falling off the operating table.

The work on this side of the Tumor Hospital is fairly meticulous, Zheng Ren thought.

"I'll just glance at the data, then I won't stand on ceremony." Zheng Ren turned his head to look at Lin Yuanzhang and the two directors, speaking softly.

"Zheng Lao Ban, you're busy." Lin Yuanzhang said politely.

Su Yun glanced at Lin Yuanzhang from the corner of his eye, the smile at his mouth faint, his eyes a bit bright.

Zheng Ren didn't stand on ceremony either, sitting in front of the operating table, he began searching for Pangzhuren's just‑finished surgery data.

"Zheng Lao Ban, I can't pull it out on this side, so I'll suture the pouch fascia layer, exposing only the damaged lead to prevent prolonged exposure of the wound increasing infection risk." Pangzhuren said.

"Hmm." Zheng Ren gave a slight nod, focused and serious as he examined the imaging data. At that moment Pangzhuren was like a junior doctor reporting a condition, standing awkwardly beside Zheng Ren, his waist slightly bent, a bit embarrassed.

Lin Yuanzhang watched Zheng Ren gently scrolling the mouse wheel, frame by frame checking the surgical procedure, his mind undistracted, basically not noticing himself or Pangzhuren and such nearby. He gave a wry smile and quickly said, "Pangzhuren, Liangzuren, sit and wait while Zheng Lao Ban reviews the images."

Saying that, he prepared to go fetch a chair.

The technician gave a look; seeing the hospital director about to act, he stepped forward first. But as soon as he turned around, he saw the handsome doctor who had come with Zheng Lao Ban carrying two chairs and delivering them to the two directors.

"Liangzuren, Pangzhuren, you two sit and watch; our Boss is slow at reviewing the images, and we still need to wait for other members of the Medical Team to arrive—it might not take long." Su Yun said with a smile.

"Liangzuren, I saw you once when I was still a graduate student."

Su Yun also didn't go look at the images; he continued to ingratiate himself.

"Oh? You're Doctor Su Yun, right? Where have we met?" Liangzuren asked with a smile after sitting down.

"Once you gave a lecture, right? At the academic society. I went with my teacher; you definitely wouldn't know me, we juniors down below looking up couldn't even see your face clearly." Su Yun said, "This time I finally get to see you; I have a copy of your book on cardiac interventional therapy—could you sign it for me tomorrow?"

"It's just a few dozen cases; what's there to sign for?" Liangzuren chuckled.

He's heard plenty of flattery like this, but once it comes from the mouth of a Nobel Prize laureate, the meaning changes.

"Please don't say that; back then we benefited from your teachings, we……"

Su Yun talked on and on, not like a casual acquaintance but as if he and Liangzuren had been old friends for years.

Lin Yuanzhang looked at Zheng Lao Ban standing like a mountain before the operating table, only his right index finger twitching intermittently, and then glanced at Su Yun chatting happily with Liangzuren, feeling moved.

Usually listening to our lass talk about Zheng Lao Ban's Medical Team, my understanding is always vague. Now seeing them in person, I can see their success has its own reasons.

Whether it's technical skill or interpersonal relations…… that Su Yun is simply too eloquent; seeing Liangzuren happy, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened, as if two chrysanthemums had bloomed on his face, Lin Yuanzhang let out a light sigh.

Su Yun didn't neglect Liangzuren; he then shifted to another topic and kept talking about Liangzuren.

What he said were all things Liangzuren prides himself on: the Emergency Rescue and his academic achievements.

Lin Yuanzhang felt surprised; Liangzuren is indeed formidable, something he himself must acknowledge. But this Doctor Su even remembers little gossip, each time hitting the itchy spot, yet leaving hardly any trace.

Added to the halo of a Nobel Prize laureate, even some plain flattery becomes profound and mysterious.

Really, could it be just because Lin Yuan is in the Medical Team, making me consider myself family, that you don't say a couple of words to me? Lin Yuanzhang looked at the jovial Su Yun, and suddenly felt a bit displeased.

"Yes, the Medical Team's work is busy, the Boss still has to do live‑stream surgeries every day; it's thanks to that one time we went to the Medical University Affiliated Hospital and retrieved Lin Yuanzhang's precious daughter." Su Yun said with a smile: "When it comes to hereditary factors, they're truly important—just look at Lin Yuan and you can see how capable and hardworking Lin Yuanzhang was when he was young. Before winning the Nobel Prize, Lin Yuan came home at eleven every day, which was early."

Just as he was feeling displeased, Su Yun started pulling Lin Yuanzhang in as well, laying on a thick layer of rainbow‑flattery, completely at ease.