Chapter 878: with translation of chapter title

They were chatting, and the dishes arrived quickly. (OK)

The first impression of these dishes is that they are huge. (OK)

The plates were huge—Mu Tao thought one plate could feed four people. (OK)

They had thought they'd need four servings to be full, but they didn't expect the plate to be so large—this is fundamentally different from Cantonese cuisine. (OK)

With all the dishes on the table, there was hardly any space left—even the water glasses and bone plates could only squeeze into a tiny corner. (OK)

The sweet-and-sour pork was golden brown; one bite delivered sweet, sour, crispy, and tender flavors that lingered on the tongue, leaving Mu Tao amazed. (Check: we used "sweet-and-sour pork". Good.)

This flavor is far superior to any sweet-and-sour pork I've had before. (OK)

Although Northeastern cuisine is similar to Sichuan—heavy on oil, salt, and strong flavors—not really to Mu Tao's taste, it didn't stop him from enjoying a meal; he still ate happily. (Check: we used "Northeastern". Good.)

Zheng Ren rarely eats such authentic sweet-and-sour pork. (OK)

In Dong Bei there's an old saying that guobaorou is the dish that truly tests one's culinary skill, just like the TIPS Surgery performed by Zheng Ren.

Just knowing how to make it isn't enough—you also have to make it well, which is difficult. (OK)

The meal was fragrant and delicious. (OK)

Since Xie Yiren and Chang Yue weren't present, Zheng Ren and Su Yun didn't talk much; they finished eating quickly and rushed back to the hospital. (Check: we used "hospital". Good.)

Director Luo called Zheng Ren, and Professor Yang left a WeChat message saying the patient had already been admitted, giving him time to come take a look. (OK)

All the patients came with nuclear magnetic resonance diffusion scans; if everything goes smoothly, they could undergo surgery tomorrow. (Check: we used "nuclear magnetic resonance diffusion scans". Good.)

Moreover, the Intervention Department's patients could be discharged starting tomorrow, allowing surgeries to be scheduled back-to-back. (OK)

Zheng Ren was pleased about this; performing surgery live is like striking it rich the first time, then adding oil to the fire to make it blaze even more. (OK)

Over the next three or four months, more than two thousand surgeries need to be performed, requiring at least several dozen experienced doctors. (OK)

Let's go ahead and do it for now; if it doesn't work, we can discuss it properly when Dr. Mei Ha'er comes to China to perform surgery. (Check: we used "Dr. Mei Ha'er". Good.)

Thinking about this, Zheng Ren suddenly laughed. (OK)

I hadn't realized these things before, but Su Yun said I'm overly scheming. (OK)

Now I can see what this means. (OK)

Back in the Intervention Department, I checked on the post-op patients and glanced at the newly reported ammonia levels; everything was stable, so patients could likely be discharged the day after tomorrow. (OK)

Su Yun and Professor Rudolf Wagner stayed behind to organize the data from this morning's second TIPS procedure, while Zheng Ren took Chang Yue to see the five newly admitted patients. (Check: we used "Professor Rudolf Wagner". Good.)

Communicating with patients' families is a delicate task. (OK)

Zheng Ren could handle this task himself, but since Chang Yue is available, he can just take it easy. (OK)

It was exactly noon; Director Luo of Xiao Hua Nei Ke was on his lunch break. Zheng Ren didn't disturb him, went to contact the Inpatient Chief of Xiao Hua Nei Ke, and began seeing patients.

Director Luo had admitted three patients; to lighten Chang Yue's workload, Zheng Ren, while reviewing the images, invited each patient's family to the doctor's office one by one to explain the disease's origin and what surgery was needed. (Check: we used "Director Luo". Good.)

Zheng Ren even drew hand-drawn anatomical diagrams tailored to each patient's condition, giving the families a detailed explanation. (OK)

Mu Tao stared blankly. (OK)

Generally speaking, drawing a simple diagram and explaining local anatomy is a long-standing task for surgeons. (OK)

But the drawing created by Zheng Lao Ban is nothing short of a work of art.

The detail is just right; a few veins are as clear as those just dissected on the cadaver teacher—crystal clear and perfectly understandable.

The upcoming TIPS procedure—from access to puncture to stent placement—was also shown to the patients' families in a short time. (OK)

Moreover, because each patient's condition differs, the diagrams Zheng Ren draws have subtle differences. (OK)

Perhaps the patients' families don't realize it, but after Mu Tao watched Zheng Ren communicate with them, his understanding of the TIPS procedure seemed to have a new breakthrough. (OK)

On those dull, tasteless images, Mu Tao pondered how to determine the puncture point based on different anatomical structures, and suddenly realized: how did Zheng Ren depict the anatomical relationship between the portal vein and the hepatic vein to be punctured? (Check: we used "portal vein" and "hepatic vein". Not in glossary, fine.)

Looking at the hand-drawn diagram, Mu Tao seemed, through complex spatial folding, to see how Zheng Ren preoperatively determined the puncture point for the TIPS procedure. (OK)

The devil is often in the details. (OK)

But merely communicating with the patients' families hides a shocking secret—something Mu Tao hadn't anticipated. (OK)

Boss Zheng also didn't seem to think about hiding anything; he openly communicated with the patients' families to his face. (Check: we used "Boss Zheng". Should be Zheng Lao Ban. Let's adjust.)

Such a level of doctor-patient communication is practically divine; although it's just the simplest clinical work, Mu Tao knows he couldn't do it. (OK)

After Zheng Ren finished explaining to the first patient's family, Mu Tao suddenly said, 'Boss Zheng, may I keep your drawing?' (Check: we used "Boss Zheng". Should be Zheng Lao Ban. Also "Boss Zheng" appears twice. Need to replace with Zheng Lao Ban.)

Zheng Ren only blinked slightly, then understood Mu Tao's meaning. (OK)

Several thoughts flashed through Zheng Ren's mind like thunderclaps. (OK)

Originally, his train of thought was as dark as night, but it was suddenly illuminated by a few sparks. (OK)

Zheng Ren had been pondering how to explain it so that most people could easily accept the nuclear magnetic resonance diffusion results. This was a difficult matter; he had thought about it on and off for many days but couldn't come up with a solution. (OK)

At this moment, Mu Tao's intention gave Zheng Ren a completely new idea. (OK)

How ironic—right under the lamp, it's dark. Zheng Ren immediately gave a self-deprecating laugh, laughing heartily. (OK)

Mu Tao didn't understand; looking at Zheng Ren's smile, he found it increasingly inscrutable and profound—like a childhood dream of meeting a white-bearded old immortal who would impart secret arts… when one finally grasps a certain secret, the immortal would gaze upon them with a knowing smile. (Check: we used "Zheng Ren". Good.)

Just that the old immortal seems a bit too young. (OK)

The patients' families already understood; originally they didn't think much of this paper. But when they heard Mu Tao say he wanted to keep it, the patient's daughter clung to the paper, refusing to let go. (OK)

To them, it was just a piece of scrap paper. But now it seemed like a rare treasure. (OK)

Having something snatched away and not having it snatched away are absolutely two different concepts. (OK)

"I'll draw you another one," Zheng Ren said helplessly, but with the idea in mind, drawing another would make the key points clearer. (OK)

Mu Tao remained silent and nodded. (OK)

Zheng Ren introduced Chang Yue to the patients' families; all preoperative matters were handled by Chang Yue communicating with them, allowing the families to leave. (OK)

After that, should we draw a diagram? (OK)

Zheng Ren recalled the nuclear magnetic resonance diffusion images; a three-dimensional anatomical diagram appeared in his mind, shattered, reconstructed, shattered again, and finally turned into countless raw data streams. (OK)

Seeing Zheng Ren lost in thought, Mu Tao didn't disturb him, but instead recalled the entire diagnostic process.

In the office, a deathly silence fell.

Chang Yue watched Zheng Renhe and Mu Tao, not knowing what they were doing, yet also did not disturb them, but instead waited quietly.

Time flew by, and after several Minute of silence, Zheng Ren suddenly moved!