Chapter 3109: with translation of chapter title

The patient, one month post‑operative, coincidentally just in time for New Year, suddenly vomited a lot of blood. Director Kong continued, "Later hospitalized, they discovered extensive necrosis inside the tumor, but because the operation was too rushed, the tumor was too large and there was too much necrotic tissue. This broke the Balance, causing problems with the body's absorption; the abscess later corroded and rotted an Artery, leading to massive bleeding."

Patient, post‑operative, one month, coincidentally just in time for New Year, suddenly vomited a lot of blood. Director Kong continues to speak, "Later hospitalized, discovered large area necrosis inside the tumor, but because the operation was too rushed, tumor volume too large, excessive necrotic tissue. Broke the Balance, body absorption had problems, pus abscess later corroded and rotted an Artery, leading to massive bleeding."

We need to keep the terms Artery and Balance as per the glossary.

Let's produce translation:

【1】 "The patient, one month post‑op, happened to be around New Year's, suddenly vomited a lot of blood." Director Kong continued, "Later hospitalized, we found extensive necrosis inside the tumor, but because the surgery was too rushed, the tumor was too large and there was too much necrotic tissue. The balance was broken, the body's absorption went wrong, and the abscess later corroded and rotted an artery, causing massive bleeding."

We used 'abscess' for pus abscess.

Emergency rescue, the patient still died 13 days later.

But need natural English: "Despite emergency treatment, the patient died 13 days later."

Afterwards, the patient's family blamed Director Cao's surgery, constantly complaining. Even with a court judgment, it was ultimately ruled a medical accident.

Zheng Ren spread his hands, truly upset by this situation.

Do you think this is Director Cao's own doing? Director Kong, having stayed up late, had slightly swollen eyes, but behind his puffy lids his gaze remained sharp.

The stenting was a bit rushed, that wasn't right. Zheng Ren admitted.

I initially thought the same." Director Kong said, "But after the matter settled, I saw Director Cao looking much older and especially worn out during a meal, and only then did I learn the truth."

The patient's family was poor, you know—each interventional surgery costs at least ten thousand. Six to eight surgeries, they could hardly afford it. After repeated communication with the family, three informed consent forms were signed before Director Cao performed the surgery.

But signatures are useless, you know that too." Director Kong said lightly, "When something goes wrong, no one cares whether you signed; a medical accident just wears you out."

Having said that, Director Kong lifted his head, stared at Zheng Ren for a few seconds, then continued leisurely.

Then Director Cao developed thoughts of retiring; after so many years, he'd made enough money. Not rich beyond measure, but a middle‑class, comfortable retirement was possible. Work was getting harder, so I figured he wanted a quiet post to spend his old age.

Otherwise you think Zhou Chun Yong could rise to heaven? For Gao Shaojie's sake they just sent a deputy chief straight to the outpatient clinic.

Zheng Ren smiled.

This isn't even extreme; you've personally experienced Director Miao's situation. I'm asking you, is it meaningful?" Director Kong looked at Zheng Ren's eyes, his gaze somewhat pressing.

'Never forget the original intention'—these four words have many sources. They appear in the Shangshu Yi Xu, and supposedly in the Fahua Jing. The Dao De Jing says, 'Be cautious in the end as at the beginning,' which is also a principle.

Caution must always be exercised. The longer one has been in the martial world, the smaller one's courage. Boss Zheng, what you've done this year has made my heart pound." Director Kong gave a sheepish laugh.

Zheng Ren's gaze fell on the thick file, and he felt something.

I've been advancing all the way, not knowing how many people behind me have been adding bricks and tiles. Chang Yue's work seems unimportant, but it's actually the foundation. Director Kong is the same, silently helping me fill gaps and plug leaks.

But he didn't realize he was running with cheats, so Director Kong ended up doubtful.

He'd seen large surgical volumes before, but never such a volume without incident. Zheng Ren also knew that the reason nothing went wrong was his own caution… and the system‑granted Luck Value, protagonist's halo.

It really stunned me; now looking at these records I feel they're unreal, even though I've accumulated them day by day." Director Kong said lightly, "I dragged you from Hai Cheng over, always needing to put you on horseback and see you off a bit further. Otherwise the medical waters of Di Du are deep, I feared you'd choke. But Boss Zheng, you're a natural swimmer; before I even returned from earthquake relief, you were already doing all sorts of strokes in the sea."

Having said that, Director Kong's expression relaxed considerably.

Do you think I'm going to talk about medical risk?" Director Kong then smiled, saying, "For the patient, this is an unbearable weight in life. Take Director Cao's patient: without surgery he'd live another month; with it, he's gone."

Perhaps letting you do the surgery would help a bit, but you can't expect everyone to be like you.

Life isn't a matter of addition and subtraction; these philosophical debates ultimately become the coldest, most boring things.

What we do is like blowing a big bubble." Director Kong looked at Zheng Ren and Su Yun, "Can the bubble not burst? Impossible."

Director, isn't that a bit pessimistic?

The big bubble you're thinking of and what I'm saying are probably two different things." Director Kong smiled, "From hanging the pot to aid the world to today's healing and saving lives, that's correct. What I mean is to go slower, even slower. 'Be cautious in the end as at the beginning'—caution comes first."

Director Kong said, feeling a bit weary, he stood up, placed the file bag into the cabinet behind him. Inside, neatly arranged were a dozen or so similar file bags, like soldiers awaiting inspection.

He patted Zheng Ren's shoulder, Director Kong said, "Go home and sleep; tomorrow there's still a remote surgery to do."

"Hmm." Zheng Ren was left bewildered by Director Kong's words, but he refused to clarify, perhaps because Director Kong himself didn't know how to explain it clearly.

Seeing Director Kong off to his car, Zheng Ren and Su Yun exchanged glances, then silently went to the outdoor smoking room.

December weather was already cold; the smoking room could block the wind but not keep warm.

Fingers icy, holding a cigarette, Zheng Ren watched the thin smoke rise slowly, thinking a lot, yet couldn't recall what exactly he'd been thinking about.

Boss, Director Kong is handing you something he's pondered all his life without figuring out." Su Yun said with a smile, "That's the true inheritance."

No way." Zheng Ren said, "Actually I think overthinking really doesn't make you grow taller. Ten thousand principles… what's the next line?"

Being hard‑headed is just to get it done!

Hey, I'll still need to be a bit more careful; as for the rest, I haven't figured it out yet.

As the director said, philosophical debates ultimately become very boring things. These things claimed to be meaningful are actually meaningless. People, after all, will die; what we do is just scrape by.

Your words are too gloomy.

That's exactly it; you said Director Cao's surgery gave the patient one or two fewer months of life. Just to gamble on a possibility—was it worth it?

Zheng Ren felt the more he thought, the more confused; he quickly finished his cigarette, stubbed it out in the ashtray, and smiled, "I'm heading back. The less you understand, the warmer you feel—what do you say?"

You've got tomorrow's surgery under control, right?

Su Yun saw Zheng Ren didn't want to talk about it, also knew it was an unsolvable problem, so she changed the subject. Just that sentence—"the less you understand, the warmer you feel"—made his thoughts pause for half a second.

Ten thousand principles, being hard‑headed is just to get it done.

At the end of the day, if everyone pondered philosophy, the world would have to stop. Just do what you can; that's all.

"No problem." Zheng Ren answered affirmatively.