Chapter 745: with translation of chapter title

Xie Yiren walked behind Director Chen, all the way into the Inpatient Department.

"You didn't tell me; I didn't realize Xie Ning's surname isn't Ning, you little brat—you didn't even say a word." Director Chen muttered as he walked.

Xie Yiren pursed her lips and smiled.

This is Xie Ning's habit; he is aloof, possessing an otherworldly air unstained by worldly dust.

Some people, once acquainted, stay acquainted. But just like a roadside inn from over a hundred years ago, fate brings them together; they drink fiery liquor and boast all night, and at dawn they go their separate ways on the great road.

"Xie, are you Doctor Zheng's instrument nurse?" Director Chen asked.

"Mm." Xie Yiren nodded.

"When Su Yun said it, I thought he was joking. I never expected it to be true?" Director Chen felt somewhat dazed; in the hospital, a dedicated instrument nurse—he had never seen one.

"Zheng Ren performs more surgeries; when the Jizhenbingfang was established, there was no one else who could do surgery, so it became what it is now." Xie Yiren explained softly.

Regardless of whether it makes sense, one has to say something to avoid embarrassment.

"Doctor Zheng's surgeries are so good; it turns out he single-handedly supports the entire Jizhenbingfang." Director Chen didn't notice Xie Yiren's mood, but praised: "No wonder he can handle any surgery; such a versatile talent is rare nowadays."

"Many years ago, doctors were scarce; we had no choice but to treat any illness and perform any surgery."

Xie Yiren recalled scene after scene from Haicheng Shi Yiyuan, and couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.

"Right, Xie." Director Chen suddenly stopped, looked mysterious, and asked softly: "I heard Doctor Zheng has received a Nobel Prize nomination—is that true?"

"True, it's a Nobel Prize nomination from Doctor Mei Ha'er, for the TIPS Surgery." Xie Yiren said.

Director Chen stared for a moment, but quickly reacted.

I never expected it to be true!

Nobel Prize nominations—there were reports domestically, but at the time, due to certain special circumstances, those reports vanished overnight without a trace.

So Zheng Ren can be considered the first obscure Nobel Prize nominee.

But no matter what, Su Yun's showy mouth can't be contained. How could his low-key pretentious nature let slip such a shocking identity as a Nobel Prize nominee?

Although Zheng Ren isn't interested in it, Su Yun is.

Director Chen knew a bit, but couldn't be sure; hearing Xie Yiren's definite answer, a huge surge rose in his heart.

No wonder his surgeries are so good; he's not just a small doctor, but an industry giant who has received a Nobel Prize nomination.

Not to mention domestically, looking worldwide, there haven't been any new surgical techniques nominated for a Nobel Prize in several decades.

Since the frontal lobectomy lost its Nobel Prize, the Nobel judges have developed a bias against new surgical techniques; no matter what the new technique is, or how many patients it can treat or lives it can save, they stubbornly relegate any new technique worthy of a Nobel Prize to obscurity.

To be able to receive a Nobel Prize at such a young age... although it's only a nomination, it's enough to prove one's stature in the field.

No wonder, no wonder.

The new TIPS Surgery approach? Director Chen recalled that back when he was still in clinical practice, he began learning TIPS Surgery. This interventional surgery is so difficult, it's to the point of being unmanageable.

All you can do is rely on luck; this is Director Chen's understanding of TIPS Surgery.

I never expected that even a luck-based surgery would be conquered by Doctor Zheng.

He felt deeply moved, saying: "I never expected it to be true; it's truly amazing."

"Good, what surgery is he doing now?" Xie Yiren asked.

"Mainly it's limb necrosis, thrombectomy plus amputation surgery."

"Oh."

"Have you ever set up the operating table?"

"I've studied it; I should be able to cooperate." Xie Yiren said.

Director Chen didn't worry about these things; the operating room nurses were exhausted, the nurses setting up Zheng Ren's operating table were changed batch after batch, but only Zheng Ren and Su Yun kept fighting on the operating table.

Having fresh blood injected is also a good thing.

Moreover, a dedicated instrument nurse... although it still sounds unreliable, with the identity of a Nobel Prize nominee, everything falls into place.

"Xie, your most important task isn't setting up the table, but letting Doctor Zheng rest." Director Chen said: "He's been doing surgeries nonstop; his longest rest should have been on the way from Pengxi Township Hospital to the Provincial Hospital."

"For so many days, he's been in surgery?"

"Mm, he occasionally eats a meal, and can even fall asleep while eating. However, the Follow-up Medical Team has arrived; the exact time isn't set, but they'll definitely be here in the next two days, able to relieve the frontline staff for a rest." Director Chen said.

"Good." Xie Yiren replied.

Soon, the two arrived at the Operating Room. Director Chen summoned the Head Nurse of the Operating Room to introduce Xie Yiren.

The Operating Room Head Nurse had dark circles like a panda, looking over ten years older, exuding endless fatigue.

The Head Nurse wasted no words, directly leading Xie Yiren in to change clothes, then bringing her outside the Operating Room.

Through the lead glass on the airtight lead door of the Operating Room, Xie Yiren saw that longed-for back view.

So clear, so warm.

Xie Yiren's steps paused slightly, but the Operating Room Head Nurse didn't notice; she strode toward the operating area.

After just a glance, Xie Yiren followed the Head Nurse's steps inside.

"Xiao Wang, you don't need to follow Doctor Zheng's table; go rest, wait for the general surgery table to come down, then you'll handle the next surgery." The Operating Room Head Nurse arranged.

Everyone had exhausted their energy; hearing they could rest, the instrument nurses setting up the table showed expressions of relief mixed with a hint of regret.

But seeing Xie Yiren, she felt somewhat surprised.

I don't know this person; where did they come from?

"Xie, you'll scrub and change clothes soon, wait for the surgery, I'll go get busy first." The Operating Room Head Nurse said, then hurried out with Nurse Wang.

In the Operating Room, several doctors were watching the surgery, or waiting for the interventional thrombectomy to finish to watch the amputation surgery.

Upon hearing the Operating Room Head Nurse's words, they also felt slightly surprised.

"Head Nurse, who is coming? A volunteer?" Nurse Wang asked softly as she walked out of the operating area.

"No, Director Chen said it's Doctor Zheng's dedicated instrument nurse, who just got the news and rushed over overnight." The Head Nurse said this, and even she felt it was somewhat absurd.

A dedicated instrument nurse... the Provincial Hospital is so large, nationwide... across the province it's quite renowned, with big shots gathered.

But which big shot has a dedicated instrument nurse?

No, in the past several decades, not a single one.

Not to mention Provincial Hospital; even in Huaxi, which nationally Rank top three, which big shot has a dedicated instrument nurse?

Never heard of it either.

Nurse Wang clicked her tongue, her expression slightly surprised. However, thinking back on the several surgeries I coordinated with Doctor Zheng, Doctor Zheng didn't say a word the whole time; it was that assistant who made my heart race, acting as both assistant and instrument nurse...

A dedicated instrument nurse—can this doctor's arrogance get any bigger?