Chapter 872: with translation of chapter title

856 Zheng Lao Ban, I am convinced.

Jin Yao Wu stormed off.

In fact, he was calm inside, just appearing angry. He had already figured out the whole thing.

Learning TIPS Surgery and working for free, in Jin Yao Wu's view, is still fair. One could even say the conditions are already very generous.

No matter how much he disliked Zheng Ren and his sharp‑tongued assistant, he still needed to keep a clear head.

Who would keep a new technique to themselves? I never expected Doctor Zheng to actually share it with everyone.

However, Jin Yao Wu speculated that this might be related to the Nobel Prize. After all, the document clearly states that within three years, every surgery must fill out forms according to the Nobel Prize's item format and all that tedious work.

He could tolerate anything else, but the Nobel Prize? Jin Yao Wu simply couldn't stand it.

Whether Zheng Ren can obtain it or not, this matter concerns the future ecology of the Interventional Medicine Discipline in China for the next several decades.

Once Zheng Ren, as a Nobel Prize nominee and Health Group Member, is selected as an Academician of the Engineering Academy, his influence will become shockingly great.

Academician of the Engineering Academy

Health Group Member

Jin Yao Wu proceeded cold‑heartedly, calculating everything in his mind.

Jin Yao Wu proceeded coldly, his mind calculating all matters.

Leaving 912 Hospital, Jin Yao Wu got into his car by himself, took out his phone, and started looking for a number.

"Teacher Jin, where are you going?" asked the supplies merchant manager who was acting as an assistant.

Supplies Merchant Manager

Jin Yao Wu gave him a disgusted glance, said nothing, and continued searching for a phone number.

Soon he found someone, hesitated for two seconds, and placed the call.

"Mu Tao, it's me, Yao Wu."

"You just got off the plane?"

"I'm at 912 Hospital—Zheng Ren is simply outrageous!"

"You don't believe me? Don't rush—you've also come to Di Du. It's been ages since we last saw each other; let's pick a place to meet and talk."

"Alright, I'll pick a place and tell you via WeChat shortly."

After saying that, Jin Yao Wu hung up.

"Nearby, find a place of Silence—I need to talk about something." Jin Yao Wu said coldly.

"All right, would you like tea or coffee?" the assistant asked.

Regarding Jin Yao Wu's attitude, he felt nothing. Even if he did, he wouldn't express his true Inner Mind attitude.

Pei Yingjie handles a large volume of Shou Bing and consumes a lot of supplies, making him a major client for the company. Such a person must not be offended; even if someone points at his nose and curses, he would still smile and say the cursing was good.

Surgery volume

This is a professional work attitude.

"Just talk about the matter, find a place, get a private room, and send me the address." Jin Yao Wu slowly closed his eyes, speaking while thinking about that document.

Zheng Ren's honest, simple face surfaced in his mind, overlapping with that document.

Honesty and deceit can never blend, which made Jin Yao Wu even more irritable.

After sending the address the assistant had found to Mu Tao, Jin Yao Wu hurried over early.

After waiting an hour and a half, having drunk two cups of coffee, Mu Tao finally arrived.

After the assistant politely ushered Mu Tao inside, he then closed the door and left.

"Old Mu, I'll speak plainly and won't waste your time." Jin Yao Wu wasn't polite either; after they sat down, he Directly Said.

"Hmm, what's happened?" Mu Tao asked, somewhat surprised.

"What do you think of Doctor Zheng from Hai Cheng in Northern Province?" Jin Yao Wu didn't say what had happened; he first asked Mu Tao. In his words, the terms "Northern Province" and "Hai Cheng" were emphasized.

Mu Tao remained silent.

"Zheng Ren?"

The first time they met in Di Du, the Shou Bing was done well—better than his own—and Mu Tao admitted that.

But the second time they met was at Pengxi Township Hospital. Seeing a young man whose face was covered in bruises, looking battered and overwhelmed by Fatigue, gave him infinite shock.

How should he evaluate him?

After a long silence, Mu Tao slowly said: "If I say it, you might not believe it. I think Zheng Lao Ban is extremely likely to win the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine this year."

"..." Jin Yao Wu was stunned.

He never expected Mu Tao to give Zheng Ren such high praise.

If someone doesn't understand the Nobel Prize, that's forgivable—but how could Mu Tao not know?!

The Nobel Prize hasn't been awarded for a new technique in decades; how could it possibly go to Zheng Ren this time? It's ridiculous.

The little beast that Jin Yao Wu had long suppressed began to stir, growling and roaring.

"Mu Tao, you've lost your mind." Jin Yao Wu stopped calling him Old Mu and addressed him directly by name.

Mu Tao shook his head, staring at the coffee cup in front of him, looking a bit dazed.

"The Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine—just because of a new TIPS Surgery technique? What a joke!"

"Just a feeling." Mu Tao spoke gently and elegantly, offering no rebuttal.

"Why are you here this time?" Jin Yao Wu asked.

"Before, on the front lines of earthquake relief, I met Zheng Lao Ban and performed Shou Bing with him for a few days. Zheng Lao Ban's Shou Bing skill is impressive—I'm convinced. At the time we agreed that after returning, I would come to 912 Hospital to study with him for a while." Mu Tao spoke frankly, hiding nothing.

"You..." Jin Yao Wu was stunned.

In Jin Yao Wu's mind, he and Mu Tao are the future successors of the Interventional Medicine Discipline. In the future, the best Intervention Department Doctors in the country will inevitably emerge from either him or Mu Tao.

Even he knows deep down that Mu Tao's level is slightly superior to his own.

How could Mu Tao openly admit that his level is far below Zheng Ren's, and then say he wants to come learn Shou Bing!

It's nothing short of a fantasy!

"It's true." Mu Tao looked at Jin Yao Wu, knowing he didn't believe him, and gave a wry smile: "Besides Zheng Lao Ban, do you still remember his assistant?"

Speaking of Su Yun, Jin Yao Wu immediately recalled that sharp-tongued, vicious effeminate man from just now, and let out a cold snort.

"Su Yun rarely performs interventional surgery; the doctor who usually assists Zheng Lao Ban in interventional surgery is Professor Rudolf Wagner of Heidelberg University Medical Center." Mu Tao said: "At Pengxi Township Hospital, Zheng Lao Ban occupies a Shujian by himself, while I and Su Yun share a Shujian. Su Yun's skill is about the same as mine."

"Huh? He doesn't do interventional surgery, does he?" Jin Yao Wu stared.

"It's said that just one glance and you'll get it; two glances and you'll catch up to me." Mu Tao's smile grew even more bitter.

Facing such a genius, what else do I have to say?

Su Yun's Progress, I have witnessed it with my own eyes. The Shou Bing went from unfamiliar to skilled, only experiencing two Shou Bing. Although in the end I still couldn't compare to Zheng Ren Zheng Lao Ban, compared to me, it's already neck and neck.

That person is sharp-tongued and vicious; Mu Tao really dislikes him. But Technique level and growth speed are truly astonishing!

This is undeniable; if you deny Su Yun, it also means denying myself.

"Tch." Jin Yao Wu still didn't believe it.

"Severe pelvic fracture with retroperitoneal hematoma, how long does one procedure take?" Mu Tao asked.

"One and a half hours, the most difficult kind, less than two hours." Jin Yao Wu said arrogantly.

Indeed, this speed can be said to be first-rate.

But…… this isn't enough.

Mu Tao shook his head and said: "Zheng Lao Ban, one embolism hemostasis Shou Bing for a severe pelvic fracture takes fifteen Minute."