Chapter 66: with translation of chapter title

Cen Meng was very anxious, holding his phone in his hand, constantly checking the time.

From the moment his uncle was pushed into the operating room, he kept imagining the scene of the surgery proceeding.

Based on his understanding of Zheng Ren — of course, his recent understanding — acute obstructive suppurative cholangitis requiring incision and drainage, the procedure should be kept within an hour.

After all, there aren't any particularly difficult points.

Time ticked by, and when fifty minutes had passed, he started sending a WeChat message to his second aunt.

After receiving the news that his uncle still hadn't come out, Cen Meng couldn't sit still.

Could something have gone wrong with the surgery? Could Zheng Ren know that it's his uncle-in-law and be deliberately delaying the operation?

Cen Meng's heart sank.

Director Liu has a somewhat dark side; once, after drinking too much at a dinner table, he told Cen Meng about something.

At that time, he patted Cen Meng on the shoulder and said earnestly, 'For something like surgery, if you want to sabotage someone, it's not that simple.'

With just a small trick, you can make a patient stay an extra three to five days post-op, and still find nothing wrong.

Afterward, Director Sun wore a grim expression as he talked about the neurosurgery director of a certain top-tier hospital. He had grown arrogant in the department, and basically no one thought highly of him.

One day, that director opened a room at a guesthouse with little N; because he was too old or had taken some medicine, during the indescribable process he suddenly suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.

When the Emergency Rescue Service ambulance arrived, he only said one sentence: "Don't send me to this Hospital; send me to another tertiary Hospital."

He still had a bit of sense in his mind.

But such a request is nothing at all in the doctors' circle, because his Hospital had the strongest Technique strength in the city, so he was quickly transferred back to his own department.

Taken to the department, the acting director opened a big hole at the top of his head and performed a burr-hole drainage, the kind that removes the Bone plate. Of course, Cen Meng thought this was because Director Liu's psychology was too dark, leading him to think that way. Burr-hole drainage is the most common procedure for treating cerebral hemorrhage; it's not something you can just do casually.

After the surgery, he was sent to the ICU, where the attending physician was a neurosurgeon he had personally assigned.

Later, it's unclear what happened, but anyway that ICU doctor put him on a month's worth of sedatives. With a ventilator, tracheostomy and intubation, he lay in the ICU continuously.

However, he was tough; after being infected by all the prevalent bacteria in the ICU, including the antibiotic-resistant Acinetobacter baumannii that resists all antibiotics.

He still managed to pull through, was finally discharged, but was left incapacitated.

Perhaps it was because Director Liu was too dark, or perhaps because he had done too many wicked deeds, always Worry about ghosts, so he viewed problems more extremely. This matter became a knot in his heart, always Worry that one day he too would repeat the same mistake.

Before, regarding Zheng Ren…… it seemed not to have come to this point, Cen Meng recalled; the more he thought, the more fearful he became, and his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

Cen Meng began to feel angry.

He soon slumped, recalling his suppression of Zheng Ren during this period, his heart filled with icy cold. That false earthquake…… left Zheng Ren with an abdominal wound…… the subsequent suppression…… what's the difference between that and killing his father and taking his wife?

Could such a thing happen to me?

He felt some regret; it would have been better to ask Director Sun of General Surgery II to come and perform the Shou Bing.

After another five Minute, Cen Meng again confirmed that the Shou Bing had not ended, and immediately called his classmate. He himself would not go, but the anesthesiologist would go check the scene; that should be fine, right?

Cen Meng still had a shred of rationality and did not make a decision he would regret for life.

One hour and eight Minute later, Cen Meng's classmate entered the Emergency Operating Room.

Soon, he received a shocking Photo.

Countless white, thread-like parasitic worms were placed in a shallow dish, twitching slightly, incredibly fresh and spicy. Add some scallions, stir-fry quickly in oil, and it becomes a dish.

It…… it was actually a rare parasitic obstruction jaundice?!

But with so many parasitic worms, how did Zheng Ren manage to extract them alive?

Cen Meng's level was similar to that of an ordinary doctor in Xinglin Yuan, and even slightly inferior.

Watching the live broadcast in Xinglin Yuan, over a thousand people Discussion for half an hour before approaching the truth; how could Cen Meng possibly get the answer?

"Cen Meng, choosing Chief Zheng to perform the Shou Bing is truly a wise decision." This was the WeChat message from Cen Meng's classmate.

Such praise, if not for the plate of white thread-like parasitic worms as background, Cen Meng would certainly experience Blood Pressure Increase and inner fury.

But that plate of parasitic worms silently told Cen Meng that his classmate was right; this kind of Shou Bing, to this day Cen Meng himself does not know how it was performed.

The phone suddenly rang; Cen Meng answered, and an urgent voice with a hint of crying said: "Mengzi, how is your uncle-in-law? You little rascal, how can you be so ungrateful? Your uncle-in-law has been so good to you, yet you don't even go to see his Shou Bing."

"Second Aunt, there are special circumstances; the Shou Bing is expected to finish a bit later." Cen Meng suppressed his inner resentment and comforted his second aunt, whose emotions were about to spiral out of control.

"What special circumstances!" Second Aunt's voice turned sharp, startling him greatly.

"Your uncle-in-law ate too much Japanese food; there are parasitic worms in his gallbladder. Doctor Zheng is extracting them one by one; it will take a long time, don't worry, Second Aunt." After saying that, Cen Meng hung up, then opened WeChat and sent the Photo that could make a person with Fear faint to Second Aunt.

There are many parasitic worms; to remove them, it will likely take at least three hours.

Cen Meng felt somewhat lost; in a daze he came to the rooftop and blew the cold wind.

The wind was strong and cold, but it could not extinguish the fire in his heart.

He must become stronger! He must not be sent back to farm! This is Cen Meng's Inner Mind's deep-seated obsession.

But the Worry and anger just now have turned into vigilance; from now on, as a person he must not be too eager for quick success. Otherwise…… Cen Meng suddenly shivered, the wind on the rooftop was somewhat strong.

Suddenly, the phone rang again. He glanced at his phone, Shou Bing was at 1 hour 41 Minute. The call was from Second Aunt; she must be anxious.

Cen Meng sighed and picked up the phone.

"Mengzi, your uncle-in-law has come out, come help lift a bit." Second Aunt's words were filled with boundless joy; it seems the post-op recovery is especially good, and he can already talk.

Cen Meng froze.

1 hour 41 Minute, done this quickly?

Why so fast?

If it is a "simple" obstructive cholangitis, Cen Meng thinks he can finish in about one and a half hours.

But this does not include anesthesia time and anesthesia wake-up time.

Adding them all together, even two and a half hours wouldn't be enough.

But… this is only 1 hour 41 Minute, and they still performed common bile duct, hepatic duct worm extraction—could this be a brand-new procedure?

So fast, a brand-new procedure—just who is Zheng Ren? Without realizing it, he has already been left far behind.

Cen Meng felt a bit lost, immersed in shock and bewilderment. The phone remained on, letting Second Aunt speak on the other end.

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In the Xinglin Yuan live broadcast room, the Surgery live broadcast has ended.

The process of removing the worms took 1 hour and 05 Minute, careful counting showed a total of 296 parasitic worms.

Doctors often have various kinds of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and their minds are more meticulous. Counting worms like this…… someone does it silently.

After the worm removal, the Shou Bing returned to Earth once again, back to the familiar state everyone knows.

Extraction, rinsing, entering the duodenum for examination, nothing missed, a 22# T-tube was placed, the abdominal cavity was rinsed, and the abdomen was closed.

Everything proceeded naturally, everything was so "simple".

Until the Shou Bing ended, accounts kept logging in and entering the live broadcast room. After the broadcast ended, the barrage finally ran wild in the live broadcast room.

Another surge of traffic surged, making the staff of the Xinglin Garden Website feel alarmed.

Fortunately the Shou Bing ended early; looking at the final peak value, the number of online viewers watching the live broadcast was 10020, and the staff said they felt relieved.

The final frenzy: no one discussed the novel technique because they couldn't understand. Everyone aimlessly posted barrage messages, simply expressing their Inner Mind respect and admiration for the surgeon.

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Facing another traffic surge on the Xinglin Garden Website, Peng Jia began to notice that anonymous account. Earlier he had hesitated about whether to check it, but he restrained himself.

If it were some big shot using this method to do something, the more I knew, the worse it would be.

But faced with the data sheet handed over by the Technique staff, he pondered for a while and said, "Check where it's from."

The Technique staff sent an email two hours and fourteen minutes later; the network signal passed through countless relays, yet was traced to its source—the Mengte li'er Medical Center in Jianda, a medical center ranked among the top five globally in medical technology.

But it was Strange; after tracing the signal, the other side seemed resentful and immediately sent a powerful virus, leaving the website in a semi-paralyzed state.

That side left a final message—do not reply, do not reply, do not reply.

Uh…… Peng Jia was stunned.

Do people in the medical field also play with viruses?

Really, I've seen a ghost.