Chapter 905: 857 Platinum Treasure Box (Silver Alliance 3-7 Interactive Entertainment Li Yifei Bonus Chapter 7)

Lao He, this kind of veteran anesthesiologist, has his own criteria for evaluating the Shou Bing practitioner.

Whether the Shou Bing is successful is just one aspect. How to do it faster and more precisely is also important.

Compared to surgeons, he believes his evaluation is more objective.

However, seeing Zheng Ren perform Shou Bing today, Lao He really doesn't know how to evaluate him.

Blunt Dissection? Lao He has seen doctors from Gan Dan Wai Ke and Gastroenterology Surgery perform various Blunt Dissections—using Hemostatic Forceps, Large Tweezers, hands, or Blunt Scissors; in short, these are the instruments.

Skill mainly lies in the practitioner's Understanding of anatomical structure and judgment of the condition.

How severe the congestion and edema is, and how much force to use—this is experiential accumulation, and also a primary sign for judging whether a surgeon is skilled.

However, he has never seen Blunt Dissection done with the eye of a needle held by a needle holder. Likewise, he has never seen such Blunt Dissection carried out with extreme precision down to the millimeter.

This damn isn't general surgery; it's totally like a microsurgery. Zheng Lao Ban, aside from not wearing a Microscope, is no different from doing microsurgery.

Lao He felt his hands were somewhat unstable, so he started holding his phone with both hands to record.

Even so, from many angles, it's impossible to fully capture Zheng Ren's technique.

As time passed, Lao He even began to feel a bit dazed.

He felt Zheng Lao Ban's technique gradually merging with the melody of the music. This wasn't Shou Bing; it was like a beautiful dance at a ball, entrancing one.

From the moment the music started, Zheng Ren had no Conversation with Xie Yiren.

The needle holder was set down; Zheng Ren reached out, and the forceps clapped into his hand. His field of view didn't shift, nor did he speak, as if he knew the instrument nurse would place whatever into his hand.

No matter what is needed next, Xie Yiren always manages to hand Zheng Ren the correct instrument. Even without an Operating Field, even if she stands there seeing nothing.

After 1 hour 32 minutes 12 seconds, Zheng Ren finally straightened his waist.

The cervical and lumbar vertebrae emitted a series of crisp crackling sounds.

"Is it okay?" Professor Yang asked.

"It's okay." Zheng Ren said, reaching out as a Hemostatic Forceps clapped into his hand.

"Yang, get ready to remove the gallbladder. Come on, be gentle, the gentler the better." Zheng Ren said.

Professor Yang nodded. At this point, the patient's bluish gallbladder had been freed and broken down to millimeter scale, just like the gross specimen in the anatomy Lesson we had in school.

Even more delicate than the gross specimen; one could say the entire process of the just-completed Blunt Dissection is more like a performance art.

At this point in the Shou Bing, there is no longer any suspense.

The sclerosed and non-sclerosed parts of the cystic duct were especially clear; Yang Rui knew what to do.

Reach out, the elongated Hemostatic Forceps with thread.

Zheng Ren personally ligated, because here there's a difficulty: the cystic duct edema is quite severe, and the force of ligation must be controlled well. One slip and all previous effort is wasted.

So he voluntarily took on this task.

Ligation, cut the thread, ligate again……

At this level of regional anatomy, the Shou Bing has no reason to fail. After 15 minutes 23 seconds, the patient's bluish gallbladder and all its bodily connections have been completely severed, ligated, or sutured.

"Yang, take the basin; I'll retrieve the gallbladder." Zheng Ren said.

Professor Yang was puzzled; probably nothing else, Zheng Lao Ban's gallbladder seems a bit too small.

He smiled, didn't argue, but took the pathology specimen basin, watching Zheng Ren gently wrap the gauze that prevents contamination of the operating area around the gallbladder, tenderly like caressing a lover's hand.

This is overly cautious, completely unnecessary. Both Professor Yang and Lao He think so.

When Zheng Ren carefully placed the sclerosed gallbladder into the pathology basin, he finally let out a breath.

A clear, pleasant ding-dong sound rang, coming to his ears.

【Emergent Mission: Exquisite porcelain completed

Mission Content: Perfectly remove the porcelain gallbladder.

Mission Reward: Platinum Treasure Box ×1, Experience Points 10000, Skill Points 1000.

Mission Time: 1 day, time consumed 3 hours 34 minutes, remaining time 20 hours 26 minutes.】

Only then did Zheng Ren gently exhale.

No matter what, the Shou Bing succeeded; my depleted Surgical Training Time has been replenished, which is all good.

Moreover, this emergent mission is the first time the system has given a Platinum Treasure Box.

Zheng Ren usually isn't interested in lotteries, but this time is different. He feels an urge to open the Platinum Treasure Box right now, not for anything else—because this mission's difficulty is just damn huge!

Including the final step of placing the intact gallbladder into the pathology specimen basin, each is a hidden landmine.

Master-level general surgery proficiency requires countless failures before the Shou Bing can be completed smoothly.

No need to mention the hardship; Zheng Ren consequently restrained his somewhat arrogant heart.

Even after breaking through the final technical barrier of Gan Dan Wai Ke, so what! A porcelain gallbladder tells Zheng Ren that to reach peak standards, there's still a long way to go.

Irrigation, hemostasis, closing the abdomen, the Shou Bing ends.

Lao He held the phone in his hand; both hands were numb.

"Old Yang, I'm telling you, you owe me a meal." Lao He nagged.

"Okay, okay, another day." Seeing the Shou Bing finished, Professor Yang was in high spirits and readily agreed.

"Yang, take the pathology specimen to show the patient's family." Zheng Ren said, "There should be a tumor inside, but because the gallbladder wall is sclerosed, the tumor hasn't spread. Post-op, whether to have chemo, let the family decide by consulting the oncology department."

"Okay."

The two began closing the abdomen; Zheng Ren didn't step down, working together with Yang Rui to finish the Shou Bing.

After all, it's already this time; stepping down would be useless, Xiao Yi Ren is still on stage. If she also came down, we'd have to bother the Operating Room instrument nurse to scrub up and go on stage.

Doing that would be possible, but later, if we come again, waiting for us and Xiao Yi Ren will only be white eyes.

Doing things should be decisive and meticulous.

After a few minutes, the peritoneal cavity closed; Zheng Ren then turned and stepped down, removed his Gloves, and smiled: "I'll go rest a bit, Yang, you go update the patient's family on the condition."

"All right."

Zheng Renhe and Xiao Yi Ren left, changed clothes and went home; the Operating Room was preparing to finish up work.

「Lao Yang, don't rush to send the patient. 」Lao He had the assistant watch the patient; the general anesthesia had worn off, but he still had a question.

Huh?

「Let's go check the tumor in the gallbladder. 」Lao He said haphazardly, 「Porcelain gallbladder can be completely removed; the skill level is not low. 」

Actually, Lao He didn't think that way.

He wanted to see what the gallbladder really looked like, in order to explain from the side why Zheng Lao Ban had been so cautious just now.