Chapter 923

The microscope is already mounted on the head—do we still need to be polite?

From the patient's and surgery's perspective, naturally the finer the better, but Director Miao also doesn't think there's a need for such an extravagant microscope-assisted surgery.

But as soon as Zheng Renyi took over, Director Miao was stunned.

I don't know how Zheng Lao Ban's Urology Department surgery skill is, but this blood vessel anastomosis technique is simply too high-end!

Continuous lock-edge suturing, the technique is meticulous……exquisite to the extreme.

Director Miao's eyesight is not bad; although over fifty, his eyes haven't deteriorated.

But he still couldn't see the details, only judging from Zheng Ren's hand shape and suture movement; there's no need to worry about bleeding issues. If doing it this meticulously could still cause problems, kidney transplant surgery could simply be omitted.

He also got the idea after seeing Zheng Ren use microscopic anastomosis on the hepatic capillaries, and let him come up to try.

The patient before us, even if they had a kidney transplant and a healthy kidney, but with multiple severe traumas throughout the body, postoperative, any less trouble is a gain.

If Zheng Lao Ban can even anastomose the hepatic capillaries, what blood vessel couldn't he handle? It's just that Zheng Ren's ability, compared to Director Miao's imagination, is obviously quite different.

Director Miao thought too simply.

Although Zheng Ren's surgery was meticulous, the speed wasn't slow either. A few minutes later, heparin flush, anastomosis complete.

A quick glance shows no bleeding spots needing extra sutures.

Clamp the internal iliac artery, heparin flush, interrupted suturing.

The surgery seemed to take off, the coordination between Director Miao and Zheng Ren was so seamless it was as if they had been performing kidney transplants together on stage for over a decade.

Not only Director Miao, even the people on the observation platform could see the standard.

Director Miao's level is high, that's universally acknowledged.

But Zheng Lao Ban's Urology Department kidney transplant surgery is actually this smooth, exceeding everyone's imagination.

"Old Kong, where did you dig up this treasure?" someone asked in amazement.

Director Kong gave a hehe laugh, without answering.

He seemed to have returned to the Haicheng Shi Yiyuan Jizhenbingfang, that chaotic emergency night, Zheng Ren standing on the stage, one surgery after another.

Is it trained like that? If so, Zheng Lao Ban's talent is really too high. Previously, Director Kong had also seen and heard of countless rising stars.

Like Su Yun, no matter what surgery, after watching once they can do it, after twice they can specialize. Such people are rare, but not nonexistent.

But the tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.

Such young people have too much brilliance; lacking the desire to use their talent, they first blunt their edge, always brittle when too rigid. If there is any setback, they are also prone to self-destruct.

Like Su Yun, this is an extremely typical example.

But he was lucky, in Hai Cheng's godforsaken place, he met Zheng Ren. And this kid's eyesight is truly good, kneeling straightforward and direct.

So, after several years, he came back fighting again.

As for myself, do I even need to say? Back then I transferred Zheng Ren over, but it saved my face.

Director Kong saw Zheng Ren's surgery looking splendid, his face lit up, his chest puffed out proudly.

After removing the vascular clamps, waiting a little over ten minutes, Zheng Ren asked: "Any urine?"

"Yes, a small amount, pale yellow, clear, no blood traces." Su Yun simply described, these are what Zheng Ren or Director Miao most wanted to hear.

From no urine to having urine, this is a qualitative leap. Having urine proves the surgery succeeded.

Twenty-five minutes later, flush, no active bleeding found, Director Miao prepared to close the abdomen.

"Director Miao, you rest, I and Yu Zong can handle it." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

Director Miao blinked slightly, didn't speak, tapped the needle holder on the patient's leg, then turned and stepped down.

"Director Yu, you go over there." Zheng Ren said.

Yu Jianshui wasn't polite either; the surgery was done, only skin suturing left—what's there to be polite about?

They're not interns or residents; even suturing skin feels like a holiday.

Yu Jianshui raised both hands, hearing footsteps behind, knowing the people on the observation platform were making way.

The surgery had ended; the skin-suturing process was boring for those present.

The crowd dispersed, but Director Kong didn't leave, waiting until the surgery ended before taking Zheng Ren to change clothes, preparing to return to the department.

Looking at that, they truly treated Zheng Ren as a treasure, afraid someone would poach him from under them.

After the final stitch, Zheng Ren heard a clear, pleasant 'ding-dong~' sound in his ear.

Emergency Mission: Is there a way to have both completed?

Mission Content: Complete the emergency rescue of identical twins.

Mission Reward: First completion of an S-rank mission grants 100,000 Experience Points, 5,000 Skill Points. Gain passive ability—Organ Transplant Specialization.

Mission Duration: 1 day, time consumed 3 hours 23 minutes, remaining time 20 hours 37 minutes.

Organ Transplant Specialization?

Zheng Ren still held the suture scissors, glanced at the mission reward, and froze on the operating table.

This should be Big Pig Trotter's first time granting specialization for a certain surgical technique.

Perhaps it's because the organ transplant Shou Bing is too big, can be categorized alone? But what does specialty mean?

Big Pig Trotter is still the same style as before, never changed. Being reliable is it; being too lazy to explain is also it.

"Zheng Lao Ban, you're tired, right?" Yu Zong saw Zheng Ren standing still, dazed, and asked softly.

"Oh, it's nothing." Zheng Ren didn't have time to think about what organ transplant specialty meant, he slapped the suture scissors onto the patient's leg, smiled at Xie Yiren, then turned and stepped down.

Seeing Director Kong still waiting there for him, Zheng Ren hurriedly tore off the sterile gown on his body, and stepped down together with the old director.

"Director Kong, why did Cui Lao come today?" Walking to the Gengyishi, Zheng Ren asked.

"It's not anything else, it's the trouble you brought upon yourself." Director Kong laughed and scolded, saying it's trouble, the higher Zheng Ren's Diagnostic Level and Shou Bing level, the happier Director Kong is.

If one puts in effort but the recruited person is unpromising, and the Shou Bing makes consecutive mistakes, then this kind of trouble wouldn't exist, but there'd also be no glory on one's face, isn't it?

Being too capable also brings worries, Director Kong thought to himself.

"Tomorrow's Shou Bing, how's the preparation?" Director Kong suddenly asked.

"I've looked at the images; basically there's no difficulty, just do it normally." Zheng Ren said.

"Still doing the live broadcast?"

"Mm." Zheng Ren nodded.

Director Kong wanted to give a bit of advice, but the words rose to his lips and he swallowed them back.

Zheng Lao Ban's Shou Bing is indeed awesome; anyway, having seen him perform TIPS Surgery...... even all Shou Bing, he handles them with ease, never making a mistake.

The young man has his ideas; let him go ahead and do it. If something really goes wrong, isn't there still me?

Director Kong thought, and a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly he realized, Zheng Ren is working so hard, even risking a Surgery live broadcast—could it be that he really wants to win the Nobel Prize this year?

No matter the promotion of any new Technique, it takes at least twenty or thirty years to gain Nobel Prize recognition. To be able to receive it in one's lifetime is already fortunate.

Lightning winning the Nobel Prize...... Zheng Ren is still too young.