Chapter 982: with translation of chapter title

Xiao Li, then I'll have you take it." Cui Lao said.

Zheng Ren was drenched in sweat.

The old man wasn't just referring to himself; even when he called this group of directors, they were all Xiao Zhang and Xiao Li. Xiao Zheng... Is he treating himself as the department head?

Thoracic Surgery Director Li nodded and said, "Cui Lao, I'm ready on my end. Fang Lin should have come down, been admitted, and after an urgent check we'll start the procedure."

"Then let's hurry up and do the surgery." Cui Lao said calmly.

Several directors left one after another; Zheng Ren also bowed to Cui Lao, then turned and left.

Cui Lao hardly said a word to Zheng Ren, which was quite different from what Su Yun had expected. He frowned, seeing Fang Lin directing the orderlies to push the patient to the inpatient department, pondering this matter.

But soon he broke into a smile.

"Fang Lin, when are you going up?" Su Yun asked.

"Pre-op urgent check and preparation will take about an hour to get the results, then we'll go up." Fang Lin said.

"Call me, I'll go take a look at the hepatic hernia." Su Yun called out.

"All right." Fang Lin hurried away with the patient.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun also weren't in a hurry, walking back slowly.

"Not going back to eat dinner tonight?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Huh? Boss, don't tell me you don't want to take a look—this is a hepatic hernia!" Su Yun exclaimed in surprise.

"There's nothing special to see, isn't it? As said, diaphragmatic pathology, physiological atrophy, remove the hernia sac and repair it, plus pneumothorax, the pressure condition changes, the diaphragm tears, resulting in hepatic hernia." Zheng Ren said: "The progression of the condition is logical and reasonable, nothing special. Going up is just to reposition the liver, then use a patch to repair the diaphragm. Fang Lin won't even be able to handle this little task, will he?"

"Curiosity is the driving force of human progress."

"Engels had a famous saying—it's human greed that drives progress. I think you're wrong; it should be greed that is the driving force of human progress." Zheng Ren said.

"……" Su Yun was speechless.

This is really boring; Zheng Ren really has a talent for killing the conversation.

Su Yun also felt helpless, planning to go watch the surgery later. Hepatic hernia isn't the first time I've seen it, but it's indeed rare. This uncommon, rare surgery, still being done by thoracic surgery, if I don't take a look, I always feel empty inside and uneasy.

Just as we arrived at the entrance of the Intervention Department, a person with a smiling face strode over.

"Boss Zheng, going to a consultation?"

"Director Zhou? Why are you here?" Zheng Ren said, somewhat surprised.

"It's not that my patients today have all been admitted; pre-op checks are underway, and I'm letting you know—let me know when you have time."

The person who came was Director Zhou Chun Yong of Di Du Liver and Gallbladder Hospital.

He chatted with Zheng Ren with a smile, not forgetting to raise his hand and greet Su Yun.

Zheng Ren was taken aback.

What is Zhou Chun Yong up to? A phone call to set a time would have sufficed; why did he come in person? Just to make an appointment with me?

A string of questions popped up in Zheng Ren's mind, and he could barely react.

Seeing Zheng Ren's clueless expression, Zhou Chun Yong laughed and said: "It's not that there are many patients; I brought the films ahead of time for Boss Zheng to take a look and keep things in check."

"……" Zheng Ren still didn't know how to answer.

Zhou Chun Yong's courtesy left Zheng Ren speechless, even evoking the feeling of background music for a major villain's entrance.

"Director Zhou, you're being too polite." Zheng Ren's mouth felt dry, and he hurriedly replied politely, adding a touch of caution in his words.

"Boss Zheng, it's getting late, and I'm indeed a bit of a disturbance." Zhou Chun Yong said with a smile: "Sorry, sorry. A patient was admitted late, and the MRI diffusion came out a bit later."

"Has the MRI been done?"

"Mm." Zhou Chun Yong shifted sideways, and Zheng Ren saw a young man behind him holding a thick stack of films come into view.

"Uh... how many patients is this?"

"Director Zhou, how many patients have you taken in?" Zheng Ren asked instinctively.

"Eighteen." Zhou Chun Yong laughed: "The other day I listened to your talk about TIPS surgery and gained some insight; it's not that I'm old and time is limited, so I'm a bit anxious, right?"

"Please come in, please come in." Zheng Ren ushered Zhou Chun Yong into the office and began examining the films one by one.

The young man who came with Zhou Chun Yong was very efficient; each patient's films, case summary, and issued lab reports were neatly organized.

Professor Rudolf Wagner, seeing so many patients' MRI diffusion, his eyes lit up instantly. He didn't have Zheng Ren's many reservations, and eagerly began reviewing the films with Zheng Ren.

"Director Zhou, your speed of admitting patients is really fast." Su Yun said, standing beside Zhou Chun Yong.

"TIPS surgery was first launched by my teacher's generation. Back then I was an older doctoral student, seeing many people die post-op. Even if they didn't die, a bout of hepatic encephalopathy would make life worse than death." Zhou Chun Yong said: "I've also done specialized research on TIPS at Di Du Liver and Gallbladder Hospital, but I've never made a breakthrough. Boss Zheng, you're forging a new path; if I still don't learn..."

Saying that, he gave Su Yun a look full of meaning.

This person is interesting, Su Yun understood clearly. His words sounded noble and upright, with nothing to fault. Actually, Su Yun knew Zhou Chun Yong's true motive in his heart.

Mastering TIPS surgery means grasping the initiative. After all, this is the highest-difficulty technique in interventional surgery.

He wants to suppress Zhu Liangchen; other means usable before Zhu Liangchen is pulled out of the ward have already been used. Since they could spin off Intervention Department Two, that proves it's not effective.

If he really wants to suppress, in this situation the best weapon is to overwhelm with technical skill.

However, in general, department heads are usually a few years older than their juniors. Their energy is lacking, they have little ambition, and if suppression fails they just think about maintaining balance, earning a few years' money quietly, and retiring smoothly. As for breakthroughs in technical skill, few department heads bother to ponder them.

People like Zhou Chun Yong are truly rare. His enthusiasm for learning TIPS surgery is actually higher than Zhu Liangchen's. It looks like he really wants to keep Zhu Liangchen down for another decade or so.

Su Yun smiled at Zhou Chun Yong to show goodwill, then retreated to the back and found a chair to sit.

He watched the backs of Zhou Chun Yong and Zheng Ren discussing the MRI diffusion, and the smile at the corner of his mouth grew deeper.

This matter is somewhat complicated. But seeing that Zheng Ren hasn't thought about all that, following the normal routine of viewing films, explaining, and answering questions, it seems he hasn't considered Zhu Liangchen's situation at all.

One patient's data after another was reviewed, and Su Yun didn't play with his phone; he just watched Zhou Chun Yong's back, pondering the matter.

Less than an hour later, after reviewing seven or eight patients' files on that side, Su Yun received a call, told Zheng Ren, and went to watch the surgery.