Chapter 986: with translation of chapter title

Life was very plain, Xiao Yi Ren's fried sauce noodles were very fragrant, and the TV series we watched together in the evening were very boring.

While watching TV, they saw the first boss being scalded with molten gold by the heroine using an iron-flower design as they admired the vibrant scene, sparking Zheng Ren and Su Yun's interest.

They debated the purpose of the gold liquid, agreeing it was merely disgusting, but in cases of severe burns, using it or not hardly matters.

In those ancient medical settings, a large-area third-degree burn was essentially a death sentence—you might as well just grab a takeaway meal and go.

Even aside from ancient times, the emergency room recently had to handle the severe third-degree burns of a pair of twins, which was just as challenging.

They performed endotracheal intubation, inserted a deep venous catheter in the heel to administer fluids, and applied comprehensive treatment along with high-grade antibiotics.

Even with these measures, preventing infection after severe burns remains difficult.

Xie Yiren and Chang Yue were exasperated—what should have been an enjoyable series was spoiled by Zheng Ren and Su Yun's commentary, rendering it unwatchable.

He snorted in annoyance and drove them off, and then the situation improved.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun, however, were engrossed in debating whether the infection stemmed from Staphylococcus aureus, E. coli, Pseudomonas aeruginosa, or Acinetobacter, and Su Yun even called the burn unit to ask about the treatment of severe burn patients.

The patient had developed a severe infection, but antibiotics had brought it under control. Crucially, he had a donor site for skin grafting, and having just undergone the graft, his outlook appeared hopeful.

But curing severe burns costs several million yuan—without that, recovery is out of the question, leaving Zheng Ren feeling helpless.

Given the situation, there's nothing anyone can do.

In ancient times, there would be no place to spend money even if you wanted to.

After washing up and lying down early, Zheng Ren checked his phone and saw that the little boy's status had not been updated.

The last time Zheng Ren saw the boy's update, he had vomited fifteen times in a single day. Zheng Ren suspected the boy was undergoing chemotherapy, and his young body was struggling to cope with the drugs.

Lately, he must be feeling terrible, and Zheng Ren wondered if he had improved at all.

That day, Zheng Ren wished he could see what game the boy was playing, and if the boy felt a bit better, he might even get to play for a while.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ren bade goodnight to Xiao Yi Ren, switched off his phone, and fell asleep.

: "……" No named.

The following morning, upon arriving at the hospital, Zheng Ren found Dr. Shen looking grim as he explained the condition to an elderly man in his sixties with a full head of silver hair.

After hearing only a few words, Zheng Ren smiled wryly.

The elderly patient probed meticulously, asking, for example, what fraction of the liver's blood flow is supplied by the hepatic artery and what fraction by the portal vein.

Dealing with noncompliant patients gives doctors a headache; they often favor traditional Chinese medicine, vaguely claiming that a relative's use of a certain herbal remedy cured an ailment the hospital couldn't handle.

Yet when faced with a patient who insists on investigating the disease's cause, diagnosis, treatment, and recovery, the doctors also seem troubled.

When the patient questioned why Dr. Shen had diagnosed Budd-Chiari syndrome without performing a DSA—the gold standard for diagnosis—Zheng Ren smiled ruefully.

Mistrustful, nitpicky patients are a real headache for Dr. Shen.

The weather was fine today and there was little to do, so Zheng Ren sat in a sunny spot, went into the System Library, and read to kill time.

Zheng Ren was also working to distill the challenges of the second-stage surgery into a clear guide for the surgeons.

Given Director Zhu's example, Zheng Ren couldn't afford to be careless.

After over an hour, Dr. Shen finally succeeded in discharging the patient.

Talking with the elderly patient amounted to a full review of Budd-Chiari syndrome's pathophysiology, diagnosis, and treatment, plus fielding some strange questions.

Dr. Shen had just escorted the patient out when his phone rang before he could catch his breath.

After taking the call, he said hello to his colleagues and headed out.

Soon after, Dr. Shen was back, back to his hectic schedule.

As the Inpatient Chief, it's just a miserable lot—there's no escaping it. Even though he works in the Intervention Department, where emergencies are rare and sleep isn't disrupted.

He can rest today, but tomorrow he must travel to Di Du to perform eighteen TIPS procedures in the liver and gallbladder unit, then fly to Pengcheng to treat patients under Mu Tao's care.

Both are highly skilled, and Zheng Ren believes that after one session, each will be able to handle the surgery on their own.

Near the end of the workday, a woman showed up to see Dr. Shen.

Although Zheng Ren recognized her as Gu Lili, he was startled to see that she looked nothing like the image he had in mind.

Even though he has advanced face blindness, his memory for people he knows is still reliable.

In his recollection, Gu Lili dressed in a red suit and had the figure and looks of a woman in her prime.

But the Gu Lili before him now had loose skin, pronounced eye bags, and dark circles as if she'd smoked her makeup; she looked nothing like a woman in her thirties—some might even take her for fifty.

Her manner of speaking had lost its former gentleness; even when addressing her old classmate Dr. Shen, she sounded somewhat grim, as if her life were shrouded in gloom.

Zheng Ren suspected that Gu Lili was aware of her diagnosis and could look up her prognosis online.

It's a weighty subject; facing mortality, few can stay as lighthearted as ever.

He let out a quiet sigh as he watched Dr. Shen and Gu Lili walk out of the office and converse in the hallway.

Soon afterward, he could barely hear sobbing.

The sound was barely audible and muffled; without his physique boosted by the system, Zheng Ren would have struggled to make it out.

Zheng Ren felt a pang of distress, yet there was little he could do about it.

Maybe this is an unavoidable circumstance that comes with having the system panel.

Every advantage comes with a drawback, and that saying is quite apt.

The day passed uneventfully, giving Zheng Ren a rare moment of relaxation, but the next day he sprang into action like Superman.

: "……" No named.

The following morning, Zheng Ren began his rounds in ward 912.

Zhou Chun Yong personally drove to fetch Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner.

Director Zhou added that he had come mainly to see how Zheng Ren was progressing and, incidentally, to inspect the preparations for the second-stage surgery.

Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner examined the model of the second-stage surgery and discussed ways to improve it.

We need to list named entities: Zhou Chun Yong, Zheng Ren, Rudolf Wagner (as per glossary). Also maybe "Professor" not a named entity.

Su Yun and Xiao Aolifu stayed behind, as there was plenty of data to organize at home. Gao Shaojie of Sheng Cheng forwarded the records of the TIPS procedures he had done, and Su Yun started sorting them, aiming to have everything prepared before Dr. Mei Ha'er's visit.

Once Su Yun had finished organizing the data, she spotted some missing information and messaged Dr. Mei Ha'er to inquire about the specifics.

Thus line 57 named entities: Su Yun, Xiao Aolifu, Sheng Cheng, Gao Shaojie, Mei Ha'er, TIPS Surgery.

"Thanks for the trouble," Director Zhou said, and Zheng Ren smiled.

"It's no trouble," Zhou Chun Yong chuckled, explaining that he had someone pick up Manager Feng early that morning because Feng had trouble walking and therefore wasn't allowed to drive.

Feng Xu Hui chimed in, noting that while his foot injury wasn't severe, he still required a few days of rest to heal.

Even Feng Xu Hui thought of it; this cannot be explained by just the two words 'Zhou way'.

Zheng Ren thought for a moment, then smiled.

Director Zhou's attitude is simply overly enthusiastic; under normal circumstances, people like this become extremely terrifying after they turn hostile.

Although Zheng Ren has never seen such a person in person, books say this type of person is quite common.

Unconsciously, Zheng Ren had already categorized Zhou Chun Yong as that kind of person. However, this is only a possibility; Zheng Ren himself has no relation to Zhou Chun Yong, as long as he can perform TIPS Surgery, provide Shou Bing case numbers, that will suffice.