Chapter 2900: with translation of chapter title

2700 Yun Ge'er, you're too handsome, I can't imitate it.

The contrast agent Ioxaglate flowed smoothly down the patient's esophagus, like river water in a canal.

Since the patient was under anesthesia, we only injected into the esophagus and adjusted the operating table's angle to let the contrast agent flow down, so it wasn't very fast.

Professor Lu stared without blinking, afraid to miss even a 0.1-second frame.

No contrast agent appeared in the mediastinum… none… none…

After waiting for a tube of contrast agent to flow down the patient's esophagus, and when the imaging data confirmed the fistula opening was tightly sealed, Professor Lu was stunned.

He never imagined that such a simple 'small' operation could dispel the huge shadow that had long loomed in thoracic surgeons' minds.

Is that it?

That's it!

"Xiao Cao, you did a great job." Su Yun said with a smile, "You've been practicing a lot, haven't you?"

"Yeah, I've used 22 3D simulation mannequins and practiced for 344 hours." Quan Xiaocao said softly.

"Tsk, that's thrifty?" Su Yun tilted his head, glanced at Quan Xiaocao out of the corner of his eye, "I told you, after using it you can just pick it up at the community hospital—why be so hard on yourself? Your boss Zheng Lao Ban… he's loaded!"

"Um… a 3D simulation mannequin is very expensive." Quan Xiaocao said timidly.

"Problems that can be solved with money aren't problems." Su Yun said, "But I didn't expect you to use it for this."

"I originally used it just to solve rectal fistula problems." Quan Xiaocao said, "Yun Ge'er, what if the contrast agent flows down too fast and doesn't show up, while the patient actually still has leakage?"

Her confidence was clearly lacking; even after seeing the images, she still dared not be certain.

"That alone definitely won't work." Su Yun said, "Just add another rack and it'll be enough."

Quan Xiaocao clenched her fist, as if cheering herself on.

"The trick I taught you works well, right?" Su Yun turned his head, watching his boss place the esophageal stent.

"Mm." Quan Xiaocao nodded, "Every time I tell myself, I am Zheng Lao Ban…"

"I didn't mean for you to simulate me, did I?"

"Um… Yun Ge'er, you're too handsome; I feel I can't simulate you."

"Ha ha ha, Xiao Cao, you really know your limits." Su Yun laughed loudly, seeing the stent's image appear on the screen, gradually expanding, and then pressed the intercom.

"Boss, is the force easy to judge?"

"It's about feel; everyone's different." Zheng Ren said, "It's quite simple, with a high tolerance for error—you'll definitely manage." Zheng Ren's voice came through.

After hearing his boss's words, Su Yun turned off the intercom and said to Director Luo beside him, "Director Luo, the surgery is basically done; it looks good."

Director Luo silently watched the image on the screen, feeling helpless.

We've long known Zheng Lao Ban is strong, but I didn't expect him to be this strong. Being stronger than me is imaginable, but that Quan Xiaocao actually caught up? Zheng Lao Ban casually brings along a disciple—hardly even a disciple, more like a stray—yet he can solve the thoracic problem that has plagued the field for years.

And what about Lin Yuan and Gu Xiao Ran, whom Zheng Lao Ban personally taught?

Behind them, a group of geniuses is chasing up, but this old body of mine can't keep up; Director Luo gave a slight shake of his head and a wry smile.

If only I had met Zheng Lao Ban a few years earlier, how great that would be.

What a pity.

After the esophageal stent was placed, Zheng Ren performed another contrast study.

The X-ray showed the contrast agent smoothly passing through the jejunum, with no leakage seen.

Subsequently, Zheng Ren, under endoscopy, placed a super-slip guidewire, injected contrast agent to confirm the output loop, left the guidewire distally, inserted the jejunal tube along the guidewire, placed the nasojejunal tube into the jejunum under X-ray fluoroscopy, removed the guidewire, and saw the nasojejunal tube was in a good position.

"If I were to say, fasting three days allows water, five days allows food, and keeping a jejunal feeding tube is a bit excessive." Su Yun said, "What do you think, Director Luo?"

Director Luo sighed and shook his head again.

Today he felt the most he had done was shaking his head.

"Be careful, be careful." Director Luo said.

"If placing a jejunal feeding tube means we don't need to leave the stent." Su Yun said, "Xiao Cao, the boss is giving you a full demonstration of the procedure—remember it."

Quan Xiaocao's fists were still clenched at her sides; she seemed not to have heard Su Yun's words, fully immersed in Zheng Lao Ban's godlike operation.

Next time, if there is a next time, when I become Zheng Lao Ban, I'll do it this way; Quan Xiaocao is already mentally preparing herself.

The airtight lead door slowly opened; Zheng Ren took off his sterile gown and then dragged out his lead clothing.

"After surgery, give jejunal nutrition directly; water can be allowed after three days." Zheng Ren and Fang Lin said, "Otherwise, act according to the situation."

"Oh, oh." Fang Lin almost without doubt nodded his head.

"Zheng… Zheng Lao Ban, when will the patient's chest bottle be removed? Can the fistula heal?" Seeing Zheng Lao Ban about to leave, Fang Lin immediately asked.

"The surgery has come this far; if it still doesn't heal, you'd see a ghost." Su Yun said contemptuously, "Go back and observe yourself, really think about the surgery."

Fang Lin silently nodded, his face devoid of a smile, only an inexplicable determination.

"Little Feng, let's go." Su Yun called out.

"Eh." Feng Xu Hui pulled his rolling suitcase away, when Professor Lu suddenly realized something, he grabbed Feng Xu Hui and asked, "Manager Feng, how will the fees be collected?"

"May I ask your surname?" Feng Xu Hui asked softly.

"My surname is Lu."

"Professor Lu, this is something I bought myself." Feng Xu Hui said, "I'll send the product-related qualification certificates and medical permits to the department as soon as possible; Director Lin will help with the admission procedures. It's not mainly about money, but because the medical records need to carry the information."

After saying that, Feng Xu Hui bowed deeply and said seriously, "I'll do it as soon as possible; I won't delay the patient's discharge—please rest assured."

After saying that, Feng Xu Hui picked up his rolling suitcase and slowly turned to leave.

After saying that, Feng Xuhui picked up his rolling suitcase and turned to leave, walking a bit slowly.

"……" No.

"Boss, did you call me back just to look at this? I thought you were going to open the chest." In the changing room, Su Yun said.

"What era is this? Stop always thinking about opening the chest." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "Once your thing succeeds, I think all thoracic surgeries will disappear."

"Not that fast." Su Yun shrugged and said, "At least it will still take about 20 years before surgery can exit the historical stage."

Zheng Renye didn't expect Su Yun to be so confident; he smiled, picked up his phone, and sent a message to Xie Yiren.

"Ask Yi Ren, what to eat for Evening." Su Yun said.

"Yi Ren said we should go shopping together." Zheng Ren said, "The seasonings at home are almost used up; pick some up on the way. Tell Yi Ren what you want to eat after we meet, or just choose it yourself at the supermarket."