Chapter 2964: with translation of chapter title

Zheng Ren sat in the operating cabin, practicing day and night.

When the part of the task 【Distance Produces Beauty】 related to him was completed, he still didn't stop; the 500 points of Energy Value provided endurance. For Zheng Ren, this was just a starting point, absolutely not the end.

But less than three hours after he completed the task, the progress of the continuous task had already become 5/100.

Su Yun's talent is truly beyond words; Zheng Ren is also thoroughly convinced.

I'm cheating, Su Yun…… if talent also counts as a cheat, then he should have opened a huge cheat.

Behind him, a genius was chasing; Zheng Ren felt his forward running speed had increased just a little.

Every day I do Shou Bing, train Shou Bing, keep Xiao Shitou company chatting, and the days pass very peacefully.

Xiao Shitou's condition is still Stability; he takes his medicine on time every day, and Zheng Ren visits him three times a day; his body is gradually recovering.

Although his blood oxygen saturation isn't perfect yet, Zheng Ren feels that after treating the abnormal condition specifically, Bota's response is world‑top‑level, and I have no reason to demand more.

Two days later, the gallbladder cancer Shou Bing of the Gan Dan Wai Ke was ready. This was a surgery live broadcast; Zheng Ren specifically practiced only until 8 p. m. the night before and then took Su Yun home.

Laparoscopic gallbladder cancer Shou Bing is neither hard nor easy; it's definitely not simple, and Zheng Ren wants to maintain ample Energy Value and stamina to face it.

Unlike the 3D‑printed simulacrum, in the surgery live broadcast I'm facing a living person, leaving no room for carelessness.

This Shou Bing is still scheduled to start at 1:30 p. m.

The Shou Bing went smoothly—disinfection, laying sterile drapes, establishing pneumoperitoneum, the laparoscopic forceps delicately separating tumor tissue; Zheng Ren proceeded in an orderly manner. Su Yun's scope‑holding was peak‑level, the two conducted a silent Shou Bing without communication, only the song Good Luck Come drifting in the Operating Room.

"Lao He!"

Midway through the Shou Bing, the door of the Operating Room flung open, and an anesthesiologist shouted hurriedly.

"Huh?" Lao He was a bit displeased; this is a surgery live broadcast, shouting so loudly—what if Zheng Lao Ban gets startled and makes a mistake in the Shou Bing?

But after a glance, Zheng Lao Ban remained like a stone, utterly unmoved even if the sky fell, focusing intently on the Shou Bing.

"Number 2, there's a problem with the intubation; Director Xu wants you to have a look." the anesthesiologist said hurriedly.

Director Xu isn't there, so why do I have to go…… Lao He felt helpless, so he got up and ran over quickly.

There's still an assistant, and my own assistant is watching over the Shou Bing; it should be fine. But leaving for too long seems bad, so Lao He, torn, trotted over to Assistant 2.

A crowd was bustling inside, the Operating Room filled with a tense, solemn atmosphere.

Damn, something went wrong—Lao He glanced quickly. The laryngoscope device lay to one side; clearly the laryngoscope had been used, but the tube still wouldn't go in.

Lao He's heart tightened; he felt a bit tense.

The patient wore an oxygen mask; Director Xu stood to the side with a grim face.

"Light‑stick equipment!" Lao He didn't need anyone to tell him; he knew Director Xu had summoned him for this purpose.

Under light‑stick guidance, my intubation skill is the highest in the Anesthesiology Department—this is thanks to…… my luck being truly terrible. To avoid accidents that could cause anesthetic mishaps and have the patient die on the operating table, Lao He specially studied this technique and practiced it for a long time.

Although the light‑stick‑guided intubation technique isn't extremely difficult, the subtleties reveal skill—even Director Xu can't match me.

Lao He stood at the patient's head side, and an anesthesiologist handed over the light‑stick guidance device.

The patient's neck already had a small pad, allowing the head to tilt back slightly, making it easier for the patient to open the mouth and thus ease intubation.

Moreover, anesthetic had already been administered, the patient's breathing grew weaker, and Lao He felt a bit panicked.

He gently lifted the patient's lower jaw forward and upward, increasing the distance between the upper and lower teeth, preparing for the light‑stick guidance when he suddenly said in a low voice: "Call Zheng Lao Ban! Assistant 6!"

When such an "accident" occurs, you definitely need to call in the best person to hold the line. Director Xu tried the laryngoscope, proved it wouldn't work, and then summoned Lao He to perform intubation under light‑stick guidance.

Without Zheng Lao Ban nearby, Lao He felt uncertain.

Even if that side was doing a surgery live broadcast, it didn't matter; facing a sudden situation, those are trivial matters.

After Lao He shouted, he immediately gripped the light‑stick handle in a pen‑like grip, and gently guided the light‑stick with the endotracheal tube attached, following the natural curve of the pharynx, into the deep laryngeal cavity.

At the same time, he rotated the light‑stick clockwise 15‑20 degrees, aiming for the tip's bright point to appear at a level deeper than the thyroid cartilage, in the gap between the trachea and muscle.

Then Lao He, while gently rotating counter‑clockwise, withdrew the light‑stick.

This series of movements was extremely familiar, taking less than five seconds total. If it were someone else, they'd probably still be fumbling trying to insert the light‑stick into the patient's throat.

Lao He concentrated fully on the maneuver, because this is the most critical step.

When the counter‑clockwise rotational resistance disappears, the light can momentarily illuminate the trachea; at that moment, keep the light‑stick tip in place and make slight clockwise and counter‑clockwise oscillations to find the optimal position that lights up the trachea.

Lao He has performed similar emergency intubations over ten times, and each time, during the steps before him, he sees that beam of light illuminating the trachea.

But 0.2 seconds later, Lao He felt disappointed.

He didn't dare blink, afraid to miss the best spot; yet even so, he still didn't see the illuminated trachea.

Not seeing the trachea, there is no way to gently advance the light‑stick 2‑3 cm past the vocal cords, with the right hand fixing the light‑stick position, the left hand releasing the jaw, gripping the tube and feeding it forward along the light‑stick into the trachea.

Light‑stick‑guided intubation also failed.

"Director Xu, I can't see it, completely can't see." Lao He said hurriedly while raising his head.

Damn it!

Lao He still wanted to try again, when he saw Zheng Lao Ban stride in.

"What's the situation?"

"After anesthetic induction, intubation failed; attempts with laryngoscope and light‑stick guidance both didn't work." Director Xu said hurriedly.

Zheng Ren was still wearing the surgery live broadcast device, but he wasn't aware of it.

Combining Director Xu's account with the System Panel, Zheng Ren quickly grasped the basic situation.

The patient's airway resistance surged, peak airway pressure 38‑45 mmHg, SpO₂ plummeted to around 70 %, HR 112 /min, BP 150/76 mmHg; considered bronchospasm occurring during general anesthetic induction intubation.

"Mask‑bag two‑person pressurized assisted ventilation!" Zheng Ren said in a low voice, "Prepare the tracheotomy kit."