Chapter 967: 946 One must work very hard to appear effortless

946 One must work very hard to appear effortless.

He was eating when the phone rang.

Zheng Ren's heart rate would habitually spike, but he immediately realized he was no longer at Haicheng First Hospital Emergency Department, where he had to rush back to save patients at any time.

He took out his phone, saw it was Professor Yang calling, Zheng Ren swallowed the barbecue in his mouth, and walked aside with the phone.

"Yang Ge, what's up?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Boss Zheng, the Medical Department says there's a meeting tomorrow, and the patient with Ge Xie Disease needs a live-streamed surgery." Professor Yang said, his tone somewhat strange.

Zheng Ren silently held the phone; although the other side was silent, he did not respond.

On this end of the call, there was a lively feast, singing and dancing, with everyone's faces lit up with genuine smiles.

On the other end, Professor Yang felt hesitant and uneasy, torn.

Zheng Ren understood.

After a few seconds, Professor Yang sighed and said, "But it seems the live broadcast isn't from our hospital's perspective."

"Oh?" That means even if something goes wrong, it has nothing to do with 912 Hospital. Zheng Ren chuckled, thinking that anyone in the Medical Department with a sense of responsibility is a bit sly.

"Is it under the name of the Nobel Prize Project Team?" Zheng Ren probed.

"Supposedly, tomorrow the Medical Department still wants to talk with you and Director Kong. It's a good thing, the hospital supports it. But you also know..." He said, then Professor Yang paused again.

Struggling to find funding for patients, not that dubious so-called charitable donation, Zheng Ren's effort in this can be described as doing utmost good.

But neither he nor the hospital could give it a name; in Professor Yang's view, this was playing the rogue.

"It's fine, Yang Ge." Zheng Ren smiled and asked, "Which day is the surgery scheduled?"

"If there's no problem, prepare for the day after tomorrow." Professor Yang replied.

"Alright, then let's meet tomorrow for a pre-op discussion."

They chatted a few more words, then hung up.

Zheng Ren held the phone, watching his lively colleagues, friends, and lovers singing and laughing, feeling happy inside.

This is what human life originally looks like.

……

Inside a five-star hotel near 912.

Han Guang Zhi was holding a 3D liver model, deep in thought, occasionally jotting down his questions in a small notebook beside him.

After the surgery, Zheng Ren gave a lecture, his language profound yet accessible, each time hitting the core of the problem, allowing him to quickly gain a deep and concrete understanding of the new TIPS surgery.

The deeper his understanding, the more incredible it seemed.

Watching Zheng Ren and Boss Zheng perform the surgery, it seemed easy—just a few simple steps—but only with deeper understanding did he realize where the difficulty lay.

Even if Boss Zheng taught him hands-on, it seemed impossible to master in just one or two afternoons.

"Xiao Zhi, how's it going?" Pei Ying Jie asked.

"Teacher, I've grasped the basics." Han Guang Zhi whispered, looking at the liver model, "But there are still a few points I can't quite connect."

"It's not your problem." Pei Ying Jie, having been force-fed education for a morning plus an afternoon, felt his head spinning, yet his level had already crossed the threshold.

"The rest needs to be honed through surgery. Some experience concerns intraoperative positioning, and the rest is about technique." Pei Ying Jie said.

"Oh, that's good." Han Guang Zhi sighed in relief and smiled, "It's simpler than I imagined. Looking at that article in the New England Journal, I felt I had no idea where to start."

"Being able to explain things clearly is a skill." Pei Ying Jie gently rubbed his temples, eyes slowly closing.

Han Guang Zhi startled, then immediately thought of his girlfriend.

One day, he praised his girlfriend's looks; she was happy and told him it was bare makeup.

Back then, not knowing what bare makeup was, he vaguely changed the subject.

He looked it up later and consulted a few senior sisters, only then learning that bare makeup is a type of heavy makeup. One must work extremely hard to appear effortless.

Is Boss Zheng's lecture the same way?

Watching him appear effortless, who knows how much effort he put in behind the scenes.

"Xiao Zhi, I think we're about there. Summarize your questions, then tomorrow find Boss Zheng to explain them to us, and we'll fly back." Pei Ying Jie said slowly.

"Okay, though my questions seem numerous." Han Guang Zhi looked at the notebook placed aside, densely filled with a dozen or so question points.

"No delay." Pei Ying Jie said, "After returning, quickly admit patients and have Boss Zheng do the flying knife procedure."

……

"If your senior brother doesn't want to learn, then you study well with Boss Zheng. You have a few months until graduation; don't worry about staying on. As long as you master the TIPS surgery, I'll handle all the arrangements for your hospital stay." Pei Ying Jie said slowly.

Han Guang Zhi's hand trembled slightly.

Like in a dream, the mature-for-his-age Han Guang Zhi originally thought he could calm down. But the hand holding the pen trembled more and more, as did his heartbeat.

Staying in Modu, with a nationally renowned top-tier tertiary hospital as the start of his medical career, the stage is broad. Compared to going out to find work in second- or third-tier cities, it's completely different.

Did he really find this opportunity? After Han Guang Zhi's joy, he felt somewhat lost.

After all those years of struggle and hard work, day and night in the hospital, wasn't it all for this very opportunity?

He never expected the opportunity to come just like that.

"Study well with Boss Zheng." Pei Ying Jie closed his eyes, not looking at Han Guang Zhi's astonished expression, and said softly, "Last year I was invited to Hai Cheng to promote Longwind Micro-creation. At that time, Boss Zheng had just been transferred to the Emergency Department as Inpatient Chief. I never imagined that in about half a year he'd grow to his current level."

Han Guang Zhi listened quietly.

Someone like this young man, how could he not have a bit of arrogance? Since childhood he's been a top student; getting second place on an exam would upset him for days.

But this time, he restrained his sharpness. After Jin Yao Wu returned, Teacher Pei went several days without speaking to him. Han Guang Zhi could sense that the relationship between Teacher Pei and Jin Yao Wu had developed a rift.

"Half a year, only half a year." Pei Ying Jie felt somewhat emotional, his voice slightly trembling, then returned to normal, "I recall asking Boss Zheng back then to give him a no-exam PhD opportunity. He didn't take it, and I didn't think much of it. I never expected..."

Saying that, Pei Ying Jie sighed.

"Director Kong's judgment is better." He said, opening his eyes solemnly, "The TIPS surgery must be mastered. It's the most difficult procedure in the Intervention Department; if one falls behind here, catching up later will be hard."

Han Guang Zhi nodded firmly, his slightly immature expression as solemn as Teacher Pei's.