Chapter 485: with translation of chapter title

Boss, please rest assured." Professor Rudolf Wagner regained the demeanor of a Scholar, very seriously and said to Zheng Ren: "Once on the table, you treat me as an intern; if I do something wrong, you can whip me, whip me to death."

……" Zheng Ren looked at the professor, expressing Doubt about his attitude.

Please believe my sincerity." Professor Rudolf Wagner said very sincerely: "I swear on the lamp, I just……"

Do you know what swearing on the lamp means?" Zheng Ren asked.

When I was learning Chinese, I watched many movies; in one movie, it said to speak to the lamp fire." The professor said: "I feel the lamp fire is surely that kind of sacred fire, a symbol of holiness, inviolable."

Oh, if you understand it that way, I can take it seriously." Zheng Ren was pondering how to do the System Quest; the professor swore an oath, giving him some confidence.

Prostate interventional embolization, Zheng Ren felt that if the professor could achieve the level he had in Di Du, that would be good. As for his own level? Probably the professor could never achieve it in a lifetime.

Anyway, it's just teaching; the professor's specific acceptance level might involve the quality of the reward; doing one's best is enough.

After making rounds, Zheng Ren went to the ICU to glance at yesterday's postoperative patient.

The patient's condition was stable, input and output were good; if they wanted to be taken off line, at least another day or two would be needed.

Su Yun's black hair in front of her forehead lacked some vigor, but she still sat at the head of the bed, with various liquids placed on the treatment cart beside her.

He held an A4 sheet, recording the latest urine routine test, then began calculating and rearranging the order of the liquids.

Su Yun, you've worked hard." Zheng Ren said: "I'm going to do the prostate interventional embolization; do you want to watch?"

What's there to see." Su Yun said listlessly; it looked like she had been tossed around last night.

Alright, take some time to rest.

I know." Su Yun was a bit impatient, full of morning grumpiness, waving her hand like shooing away flies to drive Zheng Ren off.

Leaving the ICU, Zheng Ren prepared to return to the ward to receive patients, bringing Professor Rudolf Wagner directly to surgery.

Entering the Jizhenbingfang, Zheng Ren suddenly saw a person carrying a pole, somewhat nervous and cautious, standing in the hallway.

Chang Yue warmly spoke with him, pulling him toward the office while talking.

Why is he still carrying a pole? Looking at Chang Yue's demeanor, he seems to be a former patient.

Zheng Ren walked over, and Chang Yue cheerfully said: "Chief Zheng, Brother Wu has come to see you."

Um..." Brother Wu? Who is that? Zheng Ren glanced at the person carrying the pole, who looked about fifty, with a weathered face and deep wrinkles.

This... calling him "uncle" would be more appropriate.

Seeing Zheng Ren's clueless expression, Chang Yue immediately said: "When I first arrived, you picked up this hernia patient in the emergency department."

Oh oh!" Zheng Ren suddenly realized: "Old Wu, how is your health? Is the recovery going well?"

Good, good! Nothing wrong." Old Wu gave a simple smile, put down the pole, wanted to shake Zheng Ren's hand, but felt a bit embarrassed, afraid his hands were dirty, so he rubbed them repeatedly on his clothes.

Zheng Ren quickly reached out and warmly grasped his hand.

One hand had old calluses, stiff, like a stone.

Old Wu, after you had the stitches removed, everything's still okay, right?" Zheng Ren asked a pointless question.

Quite good; now nothing delays my work." Old Wu gave a silly, honest smile: "Isn't it because we're preparing for winter? I've secured a few big greenhouses and planted some vegetables."

Speaking, he pointed to the pole.

I've been thinking about coming to see all my benefactors, but our backwater has nothing to offer." Old Wu said: "These vegetables, all fertilized with farm manure, are fresh and bright."

This is too polite." Zheng Ren looked at the two poles, trying to recall the patient's home address.

But by then Chang Yue had been called back by Director Pan; I was only responsible for the surgery, not the specific paperwork, so I had no impression of the patient's home address at all.

You are my benefactor; this little thing isn't valuable, it's nothing." Old Wu gave a simple smile.

Chief Zheng, Wu Xiaomei has officially joined a girl group in Modu." Chang Yue was very happy; Zheng Ren could tell it was from the heart: "Just a few days ago she remitted her salary back."

Yo, not bad." Zheng Ren was also pleasantly surprised.

Zhou Jinxi is the mainstay; hearing Wu Xiaomei say, little Zhou still often nags you." Chang Yue's smile suddenly became somewhat ambiguous.

Zhou Jinxi? Who is that? Zheng Ren stared for a moment, then recalled that model from the Incision-less Appendectomy.

Thinking of Zhou Jinxi, that pair of long, tight, powerful legs appeared before Zheng Ren's eyes. This is Zheng Ren's only impression of her.

He chuckled, completely indifferent to Chang Yue's words.

Boss, let's go up on stage." Professor Rudolf Wagner couldn't wait.

Oh." Zheng Ren said: "Old Wu, I still have Shou Bing on my side; come inside and sit a while, and after I finish we'll go out together for lunch at noon."

No, no." Old Wu rubbed his hands and said: "I got up early, just thinking you're busy, afraid to go on stage to do Shou Bing. If I make it, that's fine; if I make it, that's fine."

Speaking, he began moving the green vegetables down from the pole.

Zheng Ren wasn't being formal either; being polite now would be pointless.

They carried the pole, not knowing what transportation they took to Hai Cheng; all the hardships along the way are more valuable than the vegetable money, and most importantly, this is a token of feeling.

A goose feather carried a thousand miles—the gift is light, but the sentiment is heavy.

That's roughly the situation.

You're busy, I'll head back now." After unloading the vegetables, Old Wu gave a simple smile, then firmly refused Chang Yue and Zheng Ren's suggestions, shouldering the pole and hurrying away.

Looking at the room full of various vegetables, Zheng Ren chuckled.

Let's have someone divide it up." Zheng Ren said: "By the way, remember to send a portion to Director Pan.

I know." Chang Yue's smile vanished, and she said coldly.

Zheng Ren knew she was just like that, didn't mind, and called Professor Rudolf Wagner and Little Oliver, pushing the patient in a wheelchair to the Operating Room.

In the Operating Room, everything was already ready.

As soon as the patient arrived, Xie Yiren's side began bustling, preparing various instruments, consumables, guidewires, and Catheters for Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren still followed his usual routine, placing the image of the slice CT three-dimensional reconstruction on the viewer, studying it carefully, and finally mentally simulating the Shou Bing once more.

Professor Rudolf Wagner didn't watch together with Zheng Ren, but was busy doing preoperative preparations.

When the puncture began, the professor called out to Zheng Ren, "Boss, I'm about to puncture in this backwater."

Zheng Ren responded, went to put on the Lead clothing, scrubbed his hands, and went up on stage.

Professor a little Tension, after all this was a long-awaited day. Although yesterday he partied a bit too much, causing his energy to be slightly lacking today, but he still mustered his spirits and seriously performed the femoral Artery puncture.

One needle, blood appeared.

The guidewire was sent in.