Chapter 439: with translation of title line (line 1)

431 Teacher Gao, hello (six more updates, seeking subscriptions)

"You……" Although Cao Guozhen didn't know Gao Shaojie, seeing his demeanor, he knew he was an awesome professor, and his address was also very respectful.

"Oh, Director Zheng's TIPS surgery was done well, so I came along to learn." Gao Shaojie said with a smile: "I'm an uninvited guest; Director Zheng hasn't agreed yet."

Cao Guozhen was speechless.

This attitude—he puts himself even lower than me.

But can Zheng Ren do TIPS surgery? What is it? Is it worth the professors from Sheng Cheng Medical University Affiliated Hospital rushing over to learn?

Carrying countless questions, Cao Guozhen left the emergency operating room.

After the surgery, the patient's vital signs slightly recovered.

The next biggest trouble remains clotting, because the liver was smashed to pieces; although the right lobe was removed and bleeding controlled, liver function won't recover that quickly.

Moreover, after the operation at least several thousand milliliters of blood will need to be transfused, and clotting dysfunction will definitely occur.

The patient wasn't extubated post-op, remaining under general anesthesia; Chu Yanran curled up on the stretcher, squeezing a rubber ball all the way, sending the patient to the ICU.

No need to instruct, Su Yun will also guard in the ICU, helping the patient truly walk out of the gates of hell.

Tonight, the emergency side will have to rely on myself; Zheng Ren has already prepared himself for a busy night.

"Chief Zheng, your level……" Seeing this side finished, Gao Shaojie approached Zheng Ren, spoke half a sentence, his expression somewhat odd, then asked: "May I ask what your specialty is?"

"I'm a doctor in the General Surgery Department." Zheng Ren took off his mask, exhaled, and said with a smile.

General Surgery specialty, Gao Shaojie felt a bit dazed.

You, a General Surgery person, doing TIPS surgery—do you need to be this proficient? How are interventional doctors supposed to get by?

"You are……" Zheng Ren had forgotten Gao Shaojie's name completely, even though he had introduced himself twice.

Wang Qiang was somewhat displeased—a slap in the face, not like that.

After introducing myself twice, damn it, how do you still not know?

Are you treating Teacher Gao as a nobody?

He angrily was about to pull Gao Shaojie away when he saw Gao Shaojie extend his hand as gently as a spring breeze, smiling and saying: "Chief Zheng, I'm Gao Shaojie from the Intervention Department of the Medical University Affiliated Hospital; if you don't mind, just call me Old Gao."

"Oh, right!" Zheng Ren suddenly realized, "Teacher Gao Shaojie, hello."

If Zheng Ren didn't have this system, the Big Pig Trotter, he wouldn't be so forgetful.

If that were the case, his abilities would be limited, and he'd expend less energy; how could a professor from Sheng Cheng standing before him forget his name?

But when returning from the Second Hospital, his mind was pondering Zheng Yunxia's surgery. This was after all his first radiofrequency ablation; although the Big Pig Trotter gave him 3,000 surgeries of experience, Zheng Ren still carefully simulated the procedure repeatedly.

The radiofrequency ablation wasn't finished when the emergency rescue came up.

Just a moment ago they were still rescuing; who had time to notice where a strange doctor came from? Zheng Ren's focus was—what his specialty was, and how he could help.

As for what his name is, does that matter?

Now that he's idle, Zheng Ren's attitude does a complete 180‑degree turn.

"Chief Zheng, you're too polite." Gao Shaojie shook Zheng Ren's hand for three seconds, then let go, warm yet dignified: "I'm an uninvited guest; I just hope you don't drive me away."

"How could that be." Zheng Ren laughed.

His impression of Gao Shaojie was still good.

At the very least, during the recent surgery, Gao Shaojie came up to help with the angiography—this already counts as coming to one's aid.

This favor, I must acknowledge.

"Chief Zheng, let's not beat around the bush. I saw your TIPS surgery at Eryuan and was astonished; that's why I dare to disturb you, wanting to follow and learn." Gao Shaojie said directly.

"Is that so." Zheng Ren's expression suddenly turned somewhat odd.

Gao Shaojie understood; this Inpatient Chief of City First Hospital, I don't know by what means he researched this novel diagnostic and surgical approach for TIPS, otherwise he absolutely wouldn't be able to do it so quickly.

This surgical method, in novels, is like a legendary martial arts secret manual; how could it be easily passed on to others?

"Chief Zheng, this is indeed an unreasonable request." Gao Shaojie said.

"No, no." Zheng Ren waved his hand, saying: "I don't mean that. A few days ago, City Second Hospital sent people to learn TIPS surgery, but then they ran off."

"They ran off?" Gao Shaojie stared, astonished that such a good thing would actually run away.

"Is it Cheng Lixue?" Wang Qiang suddenly asked.

"Oh, right, it's Director Cheng." Zheng Ren said: "I asked him what he knew about nuclear magnetic resonance diffusion imaging, and then he ran off."

Diffusion? What's the connection between doing TIPS surgery and nuclear magnetic resonance diffusion imaging? Gao Shaojie's brows furrowed.

"Let me first go check on the patient, then we'll talk in detail." Zheng Ren didn't mind, saying it casually.

"Let's go together, let's go together." Gao Shaojie dared not let Zheng Ren go, fearing that if he missed a detail, the new TIPS method would sprout wings and fly away.

Even now, Gao Shaojie still doesn't believe Zheng Ren can tell him the truth.

But, as a doctor, no matter what, when you see an opportunity you have to go try it.

Zheng Ren said a word to Xie Yiren, then changed clothes and left the operating room.

Several people went all the way to the ICU ward.

At the ward door, Director Qian was talking with several people. Seeing Zheng Ren come, he grabbed him and said: "This is Doctor Zheng who just performed the surgery; if you have anything, ask him."

Then he also said to Zheng Ren: "Chief Zheng, these few are my friends; the injured are…"

As he was speaking, Director Qian's eyes suddenly glazed over.

"What about them?" Zheng Ren didn't know why Director Qian had stopped mid‑sentence, so he didn't say anything.

"Teacher Gao, is that you?" Director Qian, somewhat bewildered, looked at Gao Shaojie and asked.

A few years ago, Gao Shaojie had been invited to City First Hospital to participate in a consultation and treatment of a difficult case. That time, Gao Shaojie won over Director Qian with his extremely strong diagnosis and treatment.

Therefore Director Qian has always remembered this Intervention Department professor from Sheng Cheng.

Because the Intervention Department doctors of City First Hospital have been resigning left and right, hopping jobs, the positions exist in name only—damn it, the names are all gone—so Gao Shaojie also has no chance to come to City First Hospital.

Meeting again, I never expected it to be this kind of scene.

"It's me, you're Director Qian, right?" Gao Shaojie smiled, refined and gentle.

"You're here for a consultation?" Director Qian hurried forward, took Gao Shaojie's hand, full of enthusiasm.

"Oh, I am……"

"Director Gao is just here to have a look around." Zheng Ren hurriedly interrupted Gao Shaojie's words, saying.

Just now in the Operating Room, Zheng Ren heard Gao Shaojie and Cao Guozhen's Conversation.

If Gao Shaojie told Director Qian that he came to learn from himself…… that would be embarrassing.

Zheng Ren, under normal circumstances, still has some limits, except during emergency rescue.

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During the New Year period, six updates a day ended. Ming day, everyone should start working too. Hmm, perhaps many readers have already started working. Wishing everyone smooth work and a career that soars to great distances.