Chapter 362: line with translation of title

「Professor Rudolf Wagner? 」 Tian Jiaoshou instinctively stood ramrod straight, just as he had when he was a doctoral student at Heidelberg University in Germany, lowering his posture and asking softly.

「Well, who are you? Where do you come from? 」 Professor Rudolf heard someone call him, his voice still carrying a somewhat odd Bavarian accent, tilted his head and asked.

「」 truly Professor Rudolf Wagner!

Tian Jiaoshou was stunned, "Who am I?" Even saying professor, one must know it.

He is now a well-known professor in Di Du, but a few years ago, at Heidelberg University, he was merely an ordinary doctoral student.

He wasn't even the top; he was that kind of top student known throughout the school.

Would Professor Rudolf Wagner know me? Even thinking with my toes, it's impossible.

But…

The top of the global Intervention Medicine Discipline, Professor Rudolf Wagner, how could he be in Hai Cheng? The most crucial point is—why does he speak with a Dong Bei accent?

Could this be a sign of great unity?

Tian Jiaoshou stood stiffly at the office doorway like when he was a doctoral student, silent, endless silence.

「Brother Zhou, what's up? 」

Zheng Ren saw Zhou Yisheng standing at the doorway, at a loss, and greeted him with a cheerful smile.

"I… I brought Teacher Tian… to have a look." Zhou Yisheng stammered, he could feel the special atmosphere.

Especially Teacher Tian, who upon entering asked about Professor Rudolf Wagner; he had asked about this yesterday, and still remembers Teacher Tian saying the professor is the best doctor in Heidelberg University's Intervention Medicine Discipline.

Glancing sideways, Tian Jiaoshou stood so upright, even more so than when he studied and made rounds in Di Du.

Rigorous, meticulous, with a hint of German demeanor.

"Come in, Brother Zhou." Zheng Ren warmly greeted.

Zhou Yisheng shuffled inward, but Tian Jiaoshou blocked the doorway; he couldn't possibly push Professor Tian aside, so he'd better go in first.

Zheng Ren had been pondering the patient's condition; just then he sensed something was off, and looked around puzzled.

What's going on?

"Professor Rudolf Wagner, I never expected to meet you here." Tian Jiaoshou now realized, cautiously stepped forward two steps, and extended his hand.

The professor was quite impatient about this stranger interrupting his discussion with Zheng Ren about the condition.

What Zheng Ren said was interesting; the liver's nuclear magnetic resonance diffusion could actually serve as one of the pre-operative assessment criteria for TIPS Surgery, a novel statement in the field.

Simply amazing.

But Zheng Ren had just mentioned a beginning, and Professor Rudolf Wagner's mind was full of a novel method of surgical diagnosis and differential diagnosis.

Someone actually dares to disturb him at this time; he must be a devil!

Professor Rudolf Wagner completely ignored the hand extended by Tian Jiaoshou, enthusiastic yet cautious.

As for whether this person would be embarrassed, it's utterly outside the professor's consideration.

The professor's arrogance is fully manifested.

His attitude toward Zheng Ren is a coincidence, a beautiful accident.

This compliance is based on Zheng Ren's formidable surgical skill, not because his own temperament is particularly good.

Tian Jiaoshou wasn't overly embarrassed; all of this was within his expectations.

While pursuing his doctorate at Heidelberg University, Tian Jiaoshou naturally knows what those German professors are up to.

To be frank, after several years of doctoral study, he has become accustomed.

"I am Tian—" Tian Jiaoshou hadn't finished speaking when Professor Rudolf Wagner rudely interrupted him.

"I don't care who you are; if you're looking for me, please make an appointment with my assistant. My God, I'm very busy!" Professor Rudolf Wagner is quite impatient; the previous gentleness when speaking with Zheng Ren has vanished completely.

"Fugui'er, be more amiable." Zheng Ren frowned.

"Well, Boss." Professor Rudolf Wagner's face immediately broke into a smile, kind as if the person who just spoke wasn't him, "What do you want from me? The department is already swamped; if you have something, speak quickly."

「」 The style keeps shifting, between that artistic, arrogant German professor and a Dong Bei person.

The professor speaks a dialect that even Dong Bei people rarely use, making Tian Jiaoshou unable to accept.

"Professor Tian, please have a seat." Zheng Ren stood up, shook hands with Tian Jiaoshou, and said with a cheerful smile, "Brother Zhou, please sit too; how is the surgery going?"

Upon hearing Zheng Ren ask about surgery, Tian Jiaoshou then remembered why he came to the Intervention Department.

"The surgery went very smoothly, blood loss was especially low, so Teacher Tian wanted to have a look and incidentally ask how the surgery was done." Zhou Yisheng said.

"Oh, it's normal; I embolized the lumbar artery and also embolized part of the patient's spinal tumor as an aside." Zheng Ren said: "Did the blood loss exceed 500 milliliters?"

"About that number." Zhou Yisheng was surprised by Zheng Ren's assessment.

"Hmm, Teacher Tian's skill is not bad." Zheng Ren said lightly.

"Um... Zhou Yisheng is an idiot."

How can the inpatient chief of our hospital's Emergency Department act like an academician, directly commenting on the surgical technique of a Di Du Orthopedics Department professor?

"Close to 500 milliliters, do you all do surgery so roughly?" Professor Rudolf Wagner suddenly said.

Tian Jiaoshou felt he had suddenly time-traveled back to a few years ago at Heidelberg University. Facing a question from an Intervention Department professor, he sprang up like a spring, stood at attention, and respectfully said: "Professor Rudolf, the surgery went very smoothly, the blood loss definitely will not exceed 500 milliliters. Even the prepared red blood cells were unused; your embolization is world-class."

"The surgery wasn't done by me; moreover, don't call me Rudolf—call me Fugui or Fugui'er, either is fine. This is my Chinese name; I absolutely love it." The professor said.

Zheng Ren frowned; the professor now has a tendency to evolve into logorrhea, which he doesn't really like.

Although he won't care about the feelings of the Di Du Professor Tian, Professor Rudolf Wagner does care about Zheng Ren. Seeing Zheng Ren's expression somewhat displeased, he hastily sat up straight, leaned slightly forward, like a student.

"As long as the surgery succeeded, thanks for your hard work, Teacher Tian." Zheng Ren smiled.

Tian Jiaoshou noticed the subtle interaction between Rudolf and Zheng Ren, his heart sank, feeling his perception had deviated.

He calmed down a bit, looked at Zheng Ren, and respectfully asked: "Doctor Zheng, do you have the images of the lumbar artery embolization? Could you show them to me?"

"Sure." Zheng Ren didn't mind.

The surgical images refer to several key points; for each intervention surgery, Zheng Ren selects key images, prints a copy, gives it to the patient's family, and explains in person how the surgery was performed.

Since Professor Tian of Di Du has made a request, just give him a copy; what's the big deal?

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