Chapter 922: with translation of the chapter title

Title: "903 Zheng Lao Ban, how many kidney transplants have you done? (Alliance Leader cws6682 Alliance Leader extra update 5)"

"Zheng Lao Ban, are you repairing the right kidney?" Yu Jianshui stared blankly for a moment, then asked.

"Hmm." Zheng Ren said: "You do it, I'll assist you."

"..." Yu Jianshui almost cried.

Zheng Lao Ban, stop messing around, if you want to do it, just do it; Director Miao has already agreed, why are you bringing up the practice license issue?

With so many people present, who can use this as an excuse? With a couple of directors backing them, even if the Executive Vice President wanted to find fault, they'd have to tread carefully.

Who knows what kind of influence these directors have.

"Director Miao said..." Yu Jianshui was about to say something when a hemostatic forceps slapped onto his hand.

"Director Yu, why does Director Miao want me to do this?" Zheng Ren stood beside Yu Jianshui, the two performing surgery side by side. This surgical pattern is very unusual, rarely seen. He whispered the question, and only Yu Jianshui and Su Yun, who had grabbed the spot behind him first, could hear.

Su Yun borrowed a neurosurgery operating microscope, placed it on Zheng Ren's head, and then shamelessly refused to leave.

"Zheng Lao Ban..." Yu Jianshui's hand trembled slightly, then steadied, "Maybe it's because Liu Ge hasn't come back."

"Huh?"

"Liu Ge and you went to the frontline together, encountered a strong earthquake, later said to be missing. The people ahead have also been searching, but haven't found them." Yu Jianshui separated the patient's remaining right kidney, speaking softly: "Everyone thinks it's a sacrifice, but since no body is seen, nobody wants to admit it."

"Isn't it that the frontline people all came back yesterday? I didn't see anyone, and I saw Director Miao's eyes swollen this morning."

"..." Zheng Ren remained silent.

"You were also in the first batch to go to the frontline; I think Director Miao is thinking of Liu Ge. Ten years ago, when the department just started kidney transplants, it was Liu Ge who set up the equipment for Director Miao. Others either did it themselves or Director Miao did it himself; in short, he wasn't comfortable with others setting up the equipment. Actually, kidney transplantation—I think he could do it himself."

Su Yun rarely refrained from talking back to Yu Jianshui, standing behind and staying silent.

This reason caught Zheng Ren off guard.

Earthquake Relief is over; the massive torn wound is slowly healing. Tomorrow will surely be better, but the healing process of the wound remains hard to endure.

The disaster zone is like this; the hospital is the same.

In an instant, Zheng Ren focused, directing all his attention to the surgery.

As an assistant, Zheng Ren is top-notch. Reduced to assisting the best surgeon, how could anything not go smoothly?

At the start, the surgery's speed wasn't fast, because Zheng Ren was preparing to be an assistant, not the lead surgeon.

He looked after Yu Jianshui's level, remaining silent, but countless details piled up, making Yu Zong feel the surgery was incredibly smooth.

It even gave him the illusion that his own level had improved.

But soon, under Zheng Ren's control, the surgery gradually sped up, and Yu Jianshui no longer thought that way.

Zheng Lao Ban's cooperation kept each step at the limit of his ability, continuously and slowly increasing the surgery's speed.

Yu Jianshui couldn't help but exert 120% of his ability with full concentration.

Otherwise, he simply couldn't keep up with Zheng Ren's speed.

Any talk of personal skill improvement is just an illusion; what truly improved was the assistant's quality, and even the overall standard of the surgery was enhanced.

Yu Jianshui vaguely felt he had become like Professor Yang during the liver fluke surgery, with Zheng Lao Ban setting up the equipment—it was indeed enjoyable. But later, when he performed surgery again, lacking that enjoyable feeling, the huge gap up and down was really hard to accept.

Except for the inner-layer suturing, which Zheng Ren completed under the microscope, all other surgical steps were performed personally by Yu Jianshui.

At least one-sixth of the right kidney and the adrenal gland were preserved; after finishing, Yu Jianshui felt immensely satisfied inside.

He vaguely felt that if Zheng Lao Ban had time to set up the equipment for him, his level would reach that of a team-leading professor in just a few months.

But upon second thought, they lead a research team working on a Nobel Prize–level project. How significant could my insights be to warrant Zheng Lao Ban setting up equipment for me for several months?

Or perhaps Professor Yang is perceptive, and his good relationship with Zheng Lao Ban—by pulling Zheng Lao Ban into the surgery, he unconsciously improves his surgical skill.

It's a pity that Zheng Lao Ban used to focus on general surgery. If he specialized in urology, that would be great. Even if I wanted to send patients to him, I couldn't.

After Yu Jianshui finished, his mind began to wander in all directions.

After covering with saline gauze, and waiting less than two minutes, Director Miao returned with the excised kidney in a professional container.

Normally, the excised kidney should be kept at low temperature and taken to the hospital for transplantation as soon as possible.

It's rare to have a kidney excised from one Shujian and then brought to this Shujian for the procedure.

Of course, successful tissue matching between relatives for organ transplantation isn't uncommon either. It's just that the patient before us, with traumatic bilateral nephrectomy, is relatively rare.

Director Miao scrubbed his hands again, put on his gown, and went up onto the stage.

He glanced at the remaining kidney, looked at Yu Jianshui, then at Zheng Ren, and began the surgery.

Separating the right external iliac artery, Director Miao's technique was far superior to Yu Jianshui's. Zheng Ren could feel that even if he had mastered a grandmaster-level skill book and accumulated countless experience points, his surgical technique would still fall short of Director Miao's.

But as an assistant, his level is sufficient.

Even, his level exceeds requirements by a lot—more than needed.

After all, Zheng Ren completed a kidney transplant in one go in the System Operating Room, making him a fully qualified surgeon in his own right.

Moreover, with the experience from over a dozen independently performed surgeries, it's hard not to improve his level.

When Zheng Ren assisted Director Miao in dissecting the vascular sheath of the internal iliac artery, Director Miao suddenly lifted his head and asked, "Zheng Lao Ban, how many kidney transplants have you performed?"

He didn't even ask whether he had done any; he came right out and asked how many.

Because Director Miao is very familiar with kidney transplant surgery, as one of the top five surgeons nationally by volume, he can sense the assistant's level from some details.

"I haven't done any," Zheng Ren said calmly, "you know, I'm a general surgery specialist; later Director Kong got me an interventionalist practice license."

"The kind you can learn after just one look?" Director Miao said lightly.

Zheng Ren felt Su Yun move slightly behind him, but he wasn't entirely sure.

"Surgery is basically the same; having watched kidney transplant records, I know the general steps." Zheng Ren explained.

Director Miao didn't press further, proceeding step by step, meticulously performing the surgery.

With Zheng Ren's cooperation, it was like modifying a sports car.

Just a light press of the accelerator, and that roaring sound would echo in the other space, transmitting outward.

Yu Jianshui could still help at the start, but by the end he could only hold the retractor; the suction device in his hand was of no use.

Because, the surgery hardly bleeds.

When the donor kidney's vein was joined to the external iliac vein, Director Miao did not take over, but instead gestured for Zheng Ren to take the needle holder.