Chapter 486: with translation of chapter title

Zheng Ren went on stage, Professor Rudolf Wagner made way for the operator's position and stood at the assistant's side.

Although he hadn't performed prostate interventional embolization surgery since returning from Di Du, Zheng Ren now, compared to when he was in Di Du, had gained a new improvement—master-level surgical proficiency and grandmaster level, with a huge difference.

This point has already been proven in TIPS surgery.

Zheng Ren was also curious: what kind of improvement would prostate interventional embolization bring?

The patient's hyperplastic prostate had five different branches of capillary networks; Zheng Ren only planned to treat one of them, the rest serving as teaching material for Professor Rudolf Wagner to attempt embolization.

Guidewire, catheter, angiography, exchange microguidewire, begin super-selective, step by step, orderly.

Professor Rudolf Wagner wanted to devote himself fully to the surgery, but he had drunk too much the night before, and his head was buzzing.

Trying to focus, when the field of view converged, the professor's head would swim a bit.

What exactly happened last night! Why do I have to do prostate interventional embolization today, and yet I ended up drinking so much alcohol!

In Professor Rudolf Wagner's memory, the last fragment was drinking with Chang Yue; after that, it went blank.

Whatever happened after that, he remembers nothing at all.

This morning he woke up, lying on the hotel bed, still holding his little lover—a violin—in his arms.

What to do? The professor agonized, the professor was depressed, the professor clutched handfuls of his hair.

"Fugui'er, give it a try." The voice of Zheng Ren came to the professor, who was struggling to focus.

Professor Rudolf Wagner startled—hadn't he just been doing angiography? Had he zoned out again?

Struggling to overcome the discomfort of a hangover, the professor glanced at the image; the first capillary network had been embolized thoroughly.

Super-selective, embolization, then another angiography—the capillary network had disappeared.

He... when did he do all this?

Professor Rudolf Wagner went crazy all of a sudden.

An inexplicable panic.

Not understanding TIPS surgery is fine, but you can't even comprehend the prostate interventional embolization you've been longing for?

No! It must be the hangover, this damn hangover.

After saying that, Zheng Ren raised his hand, kept his chest flat, stepped back a step, then turned around and stood back-to-back with the professor.

The professor, bewildered, took the operator's position; Zheng Ren turned again and stood at the assistant's position.

"Just follow my technique from just now; it's very simple." Zheng Ren's tone was calm, without a hint of fireworks, "Come try, Fugui'er."

Professor Rudolf Wagner's heart felt blocked.

Try? I haven't even seen it—what's the point of trying a bit of yarn!

How to do it? Super-selective? The diameter of the capillary network is so fine—how can you go super-selective?

Zheng Ren also found it strange: usually looking energetic, Professor Rudolf Wagner, why is he standing here like an idiot, not moving at all?

He nudged the professor with his elbow, "Hey, Fugui'er, get a move on."

Just like the first time he went on stage as a young doctor, Zheng Ren was also speechless.

The surgery just now went especially smoothly; compared to when he was in Di Du, his surgical skill had indeed increased by an order of magnitude.

Zheng Ren expressed satisfaction, saying that if he did it himself, the whole procedure would likely take less than an hour.

But the professor... could he have been stunned by his own technique? Or is it because of the hangover?

This has become a bit troublesome.

Zheng Ren asked, "Fugui'er, are you feeling unwell?"

"Uh..."

"Or I'll do it myself; you go rest." Zheng Ren said, "If you really want to learn, I'll teach you next time."

Zheng Ren really wanted to complete the task issued by the system regarding the Big Pig Trotter.

But the precondition for completing the task absolutely cannot be built on letting a hungover doctor be out of condition.

The professor's mind was unsettled, obviously not in condition.

The task... forget it for now, let's finish the surgery first.

Hearing Zheng Ren's so-called "considerate" words, the professor's back hairs stood up instantly; he felt his own hair rising like needles, about to lift off his sterile cap.

"No! Boss!" Professor Rudolf Wagner immediately replied firmly, "I can, I'll do it now."

"..." Zheng Ren was also speechless; if this were his own patient, he would have kicked the professor away long ago.

But this patient, after all, came from Heidelberg University Medical Center; essentially, they came for Professor Rudolf Wagner.

I can only be considered a visiting professor.

"Then you need to focus more." Zheng Ren warned the professor, his tone already carrying a hint of sternness.

"Boss, please treat me as a junior doctor; if I act recklessly again, just cut me!" The professor said, then began super-selective.

The surgery began again.

Little Oliver wore lead clothing and stood behind the two.

Seeing Zheng Ren embolize the first capillary network, Little Oliver finally resignedly admitted that this Eastern big boy truly had God's favor, his hands kissed by God.

Otherwise, the surgery could not possibly continue.

This kind of surgery has already surpassed Little Oliver's cognition and judgment of the interventional surgery system.

The surgery was done very beautifully, especially beautifully!

Next he saw that Eastern big boy and the professor swap positions.

Little Oliver became even more focused, it seemed the professor was about to perform the surgery.

The professor's former assistants could at most last 2-3 months, no matter the salary, they would quit.

Whereas Little Oliver is the person who has served as the professor's assistant the longest.

He is full of admiration for the professor; otherwise he wouldn't have served as assistant under the temperamental, irascible Professor Rudolf Wagner for a year and eight months.

The professor is about to begin! Little Oliver felt a surge of anticipation; the professor must… perhaps… almost… surely not be inferior to that Eastern boy's skill, right?

He very much hopes the professor can display the highest skill, perfectly complete this surgery.

Although this expectation is basically impossible to happen.

But after changing positions, the surgery did not continue. The two people standing in the Shujian began to communicate.

What's going on? Could it be that the professor's little Boss is teaching him how to do the surgery?

He already has a basic foundation in Chinese, able to understand the conversation between Zheng Ren and the professor.

Heavens! This is actually true!

After Little Oliver came to China, he had never seen Zheng Ren perform surgery; all his knowledge of Zheng Ren came from Professor Rudolf Wagner's lectures.

He originally refused to believe it, but never expected all of this to be true.

After a while, the surgery resumed, and an image appeared on the screen: the professor was performing Super-selective.

The displayed technique was very familiar to Little Oliver.

Before, he would think the professor's technique was already world‑top, unbeatable.

But, one fears comparison in everything.

Just after seeing Zheng Ren embolize the first group of capillaries, then looking at the professor's Super-selective… My God, compared to Zheng Ren's surgical technique, the professor's surgery is simply unbearable to watch! If Little Oliver weren't wearing sterile gloves, he would surely cover his eyes with his hand, unwilling to look even a glance.