Chapter 684 - The Man That Bolted Away
Mu Tao was stunned. Ever since he came to Pengxi Village Hospital, he entered the interventional radiology suite and began to perform surgery. He had not eaten at all, only having two gulps of water in between everything that had happened since his arrival. The lead apron on his body was wet with sweat and very uncomfortable. It was the first time that Mu Tao walked out of the operating theater since going in and he was ready to change into a new lead apron. When he walked out, he happened to see the airtight lead door of the other operating theater slowly closing. He vaguely saw two familiar figures but his eyes were a little blurry. He could not glimpse who they were. He was jet-lagged. He had performed nearly ten hours of surgery in a lead apron. Although he was still young and had excellent physical strength, he could not stand it. After tearing off the lead apron, Mu Tao did not care about maintaining his usual image. He sat on the floor of the corridor with his back against the wall, looking at the guide wires and catheters piled up on the floor. "Professor Mu, you must be tired. I'll get someone to heat up some food for you," Chief Jiang said as he packed up the medical supplies. "I'm not hungry. I'm just tired. I'll continue after I take a break." Mu Tao was really tired. All the joints in his body were sore as if being pricked by countless needles. He couldn't keep up at this pace with his energy, barely able to keep his eyes open. "Then go to the duty room and sleep for a while. You can continue working after you wake up. Don't tire your body out," Chief Jiang said. "There are still dozens of patients outside. I can still do three to five more today. Have you transferred the other patients away?" "All the patients after the surgery have been transferred away. They've been replaced with new ones." Mu Tao's face darkened. The severe pelvic fracture and hemorrhagic shock were already very serious. He had to seize the time to stop the bleeding. With him there, they could not do more than dozens of patients even if there were other people. Moreover, it was not just these dozens of patients. The seriously injured patients at the front were being transported down in an endless stream. Every time there was a delay, it would result in the death of a seriously injured patient who was transported down. Chief Jiang was simply too irresponsible! Seeing that Mu Tao was silent, Chief Jiang suddenly realized something. He was originally checking the numbers but suddenly forgot where he was. At this rate, it was probably best for him to just categorize the items. "When you were performing surgery, Doctor Zheng from the Imperial Capital Hospital came. The patients with severe pelvic fractures have all been dealt with. Now, they're performing surgery on the patients who have just been transported back from the front. The patients' transportation after the surgery was also very timely. Don't worry," Chief Jiang quickly classified the guide wire and catheter as he spoke. "Doctor Zheng?" Mu Tao suddenly realized who the person from earlier was. "Is his name Zheng Ren?" "Yes, Doctor Zheng Ren," Chief Jiang said. "When he came down from the frontline, he did the same as you. He didn't even drink a mouthful of water and went straight to the stage. He did..." "Twenty-six sets, no, twenty-seven sets." Xie Ning had the data on his side. It was all printed in his mind as he followed up Chief Jiang's statement. Chief Jiang nodded repeatedly. With such a butler-like existence, it really saved him a lot of trouble. Mu Tao was stunned. He had used nearly ten hours to perform eight interventional embolization surgeries for severe pelvic fractures. When he entered the operating theater, he did not see Zheng Ren. Even if he had counted the time for eight surgeries, the other side had performed twenty-seven? Mu Tao admitted that there was a gap between him and Zheng Ren. After all, the new criteria for diagnosis and treatment of TIPS surgery had already entered the judging process for the Nobel Prize in Medicine. Zheng Ren was already a candidate for the Nobel Prize in Medicine. He might not be able to reach him in this lifetime. However, a pelvic fracture with embolization and hemostasis... This kind of basic surgical method for interventional medicine... Was their difference so wide? Mu Tao found many reasons for himself. Zheng Ren had a monstrous assistant...But even if he had an awesome assistant, he should not be able to perform the surgery so quickly. He was jet-lagged... Zheng Ren had just come down from the frontline. He could roughly estimate how tough the conditions were just by looking at these injured people. These reasons were unable to convince Mu Tao of himself. He did a simple mental calculation and estimated that each surgery would take less than twenty minutes. This also included preoperative preparations, punctures, and other steps. How did he do it? Mu Tao supported himself and stood up. Every step he took caused his entire body to ache. He was exhausted to the bone but barely held on and walked to the observation deck in the other operating theater. He was already stepping on the line inside, the light and shadow on the screen flashing. From the time when the airtight lead door of the operating theater was closed to now, around three minutes had passed. However, Mu Tao saw that one of the internal iliac artery's blood vessels had already been blocked and the micro-guide wire was superselecting another blood vessel. It was really so fast... Mu Tao was speechless. He stared at the screen in a daze and looked at the micro-guide wire as if it was a living creature with a soul, swimming around in the small branch of the internal iliac artery. The superselection was in the surgeon's hand and seemed as simple as a math problem in elementary school. There was no need to hesitate at all or do repeated tests—each super selection was a success. It was simply too fast! Mu Tao realized that the harder he worked, the further he was from the junior doctor named Zheng Ren. The difference in skill level between the two of them was so great that Mu Tao wasn't able to even glimpse at his shadow. Interventional surgery for pelvic fractures was considered a basic interventional surgery. At the same time, it was also an extremely difficult interventional embolization. Mu Tao's standard was much better than the others, but he could only guarantee that he could complete one within an hour or so. This was a high standard even in the Mayo Clinic. However, Mu Tao did not see any bright spots while doing earthquake relief work now. He only saw endless darkness. The difference was so big that it was shocking. There were many branches of blood vessels. Mu Tao judged that it was extremely difficult. He needed to select at least three to five times before he could succeed. However, the image of the micro-wire on the screen only shook and moved, the selection successful. Mu Tao felt inferior to such a technical method. He looked at the screen but his mind was thinking about that action. What was mysterious about this? Was it a familiarity with the local anatomical structure or a special technique to operate the micro-wire? It was both but it didn't seem to be either. Mu Tao was lost in his thoughts. He did not notice his fatigue surge like a tidal wave. When he was unconscious, it drowned him. Without realizing it, Mu Tao fell asleep while sitting on the chair. In the operating theater, Zheng Ren completed the last internal iliac artery embolization treatment. He was full of confidence. He took out the guide wire and catheter directly without performing an angiogram. "Boss, with your hand speed, did you actually meet a breakthrough when working in a life and death situation?" Su Yun had asked this question countless times today. "Yes." Zheng Ren could not be bothered with him. Every bit of energy was used in the endless surgeries until he could not hold on anymore. "I want to give it a try," Su Yun said, but Zheng Ren knew that this guy would not put himself in such a dangerous situation. The air-tight lead door opened. Su Yun called the doctor outside to carry the patient. Zheng Ren's eyes swept through the lead-lined glass and saw a person sleeping on the chair.
Chapter 685 - Could Not Tell How Powerful He Was
Zheng Ren looked at him for a few seconds and felt that he was very familiar. However, he could not tell who he was with the mask on. Even without the mask, Zheng Ren still could not recognize the person. Su Yun helped carry the patient and followed Zheng Ren's gaze as he exclaimed, "Eh? Isn't this Mu Tao from Shenzhen City?" "Mu Tao? Is he Wu Haishi, Elder Wu's student?" Zheng Ren remembered the name but could not remember the rest. "Yes." Su Yun's voice was a little muffled through the sterile mask. "This guy came here to sleep?" "He's proba
bly tired." Su Yun also knew but just said it out of habit. In fact, he was also very tired. He felt like his body was falling apart. He could fall down at any time and fall asleep immediately. "Su Yun, go and sleep for a while," Zheng Ren said. "Why don't you go and sleep?" Su Yun replied in a bad mood. Previously in Nanchuan Town, he did not go in for the last surgery and the other encountered a strong aftershock again. This matter was like a sharp needle. It crossed Su Yun's heart and made him feel uncomfortable just thinking about it. "I..." Zheng Ren wanted to say that he was not tired, but he felt that Su Yun would not go to sleep even if he said it out loud. It was really troublesome. He could not explain to Su Yun that the lead apron he was wearing could convert radiation into energy. Moreover, he had drunk the energy drink handed to him earlier. Even though he had two different System items, Zheng Ren could not take it anymore. He did not sleep much for a few days and nights. As for eating, he only took a few bites of compressed biscuits in Nanchuan Town. Yes, it was orange-flavored. It tasted weird but wasn't bad. Now, his entire body was being stretched thin. However, there were still patients. Countless seriously injured people were waiting for treatment. Zheng Ren struggled to squeeze every last bit of his energy. He made a position for the newly carried patient and brushed his hands. Zheng Ren was stunned to see Su Yun standing in front of the operating table with an oval forceps in his hand. His body swayed from side to side. This guy fell asleep standing up... Zheng Ren quickly called Chief Jiang over. He had to be quiet so as not to Wake Su Yun up. A few nurses scrambled to help the hazy Su Yun to the sofa in the operating room so that he could lie down. A large green sterile coat covered Su Yun's body. It was only then that the nurses were satisfied. Zheng Ren glanced at Mu Tao. The poor guy had been sitting there sleeping for god knows how long but no one paid attention to him. When the circulating nurse saw that Su Yun was covered with a sterile gown, she remembered that there was another one who had slept for a while, so she took another one and covered Mu Tao with it. Zheng Ren braced himself and began to prepare the patient's sheet for the surgery. "Doctor Zheng, this is a local guide wire. Are you comfortable with it?" Chief Jiang asked as he sent over a new guide wire. "It's okay. I've always used this kind of guide wire," Zheng Ren said lightly. "The local guide wire is too hard, right?" Chief Jiang was worried that Zheng Ren would not be able to use it smoothly and delay the surgery. After all, there were so many seriously injured people outside... It felt embarrassing to voice his thoughts out loud. "Use a gentler force. Add a rotation angle on your wrist, and it will be about a five to eight-degree angle. You will find that the hard guide wire is more convenient than the soft guide wire." Zheng Ren gestured in front of Chief Jiang. Chief Jiang did not understand... Five to eight-degree angle? Could the movements of the wrist be so precise? "You still need to cooperate with your fingers. In short, they're the ones that are doing more work. It will be good as long as you are familiar with it." Zheng Ren smiled. He was wearing a sterile mask. His smiling face could not be seen, but his tone was gentle. Xie Ning stood at the door and quietly witnessed the conversation between Zheng Ren and Chief Jiang. Chief Jiang still did not understand. When he saw that Zheng Ren was about to start the surgery, he knew in his heart that the technique Zheng Ren mentioned was the key to his growth. However, he could not drag Zheng Ren to ask questions and delay the surgery at this moment. If it were in normal times, it would be fine if the time difference was ten to eighty percent. But now, there were still many patients waiting for the surgery outside. But he did not understand. He was somewhat reluctant to just give up there and then. He asked carefully, "Doctor Zheng, after the earthquake relief is over, I will go to your place to study. How about that?" "I mainly engage in organ intervention. I also dabble in circulatory intervention. If you have time, you can come to the Imperial Capital to discuss it together." As Zheng Ren said, the artery needle in his hand had already hit the nail on the head. He placed the artery sheath and the guide wire into it. Chief Jiang felt a little regretful that he was about to step on the line. However, he had gained something from Zheng Ren's promise. He reluctantly walked out of the operating theater and closed the airtight lead door. "Chief Jiang, what were you guys talking about?" Xie Ning pretended to ask casually as he worked. "This Doctor Zheng is really young and promising." Chief Jiang sighed as he said, "I just asked him if the local micro-conducting wire was too hard and didn't work with his hands. He told me it was just all about technique... I'm not afraid that you'll laugh at me. Uncle Ning, I just don't understand the whole procedure." "Hehe, maybe he was just pulling your leg?" Xie Ning asked. "I don't think so. His surgery is indeed amazing." Chief Jiang moved closer mysteriously and did not delay the work on at hand as he whispered, "Professor Mu from the other operating theater rushed back from the Mayo Clinic in the United States to participate in the earthquake relief work." "Okay." Xie Ning nodded and did not interrupt Chief Jiang. "We're just a small place. When have we ever seen a professor from the United States?" Whether it was intentional or not, Chief Jiang had covered up the fact that Mu Tao actually went to the Mayo Clinic to further his studies. This was also normal. It was only said in the operating theater that he could be more reliable. If he was drunk, he could have bragged that Mu Tao was the most awesome doctor in Mayo Clinic. Xie Ning smiled. If he was not interested, these things would have just slipped his mind afterward. "Uncle Ning, do you know the Mayo Clinic?" "I do. It's one of the best hospitals in the world. It can be said to be the best in some fields," Xie Ning said. "Yeah, it's such an awesome place and their doctors are top-notch. My standards are already quite good. When I first saw Professor Mu perform surgery, I was dumbfounded," Chief Jiang said effortlessly. "He performed the surgery very well." "And then?" Xie Ning asked with a smile as he divided up the high-value medical supplies. "What else can I do except worship him?" Chief Jiang continued, "He came all the way here to participate in the earthquake and disaster relief, and his standard is so high. What else is there to say? But Uncle Ning, do you know what I thought after I saw Doctor Zheng's surgery?" "Hehe, you don't think that Doctor Zheng's surgery is better than Professor Mu's from Mayo Clinic, right?" During this time, Xie Ning would naturally play along with Chief Jiang's words even though Xie Ning could already see some clues from Chief Jiang's expression and tone. "Hmm, how should I put it..." Chief Jiang racked his brain and hesitated for a few seconds before he said, "Let's put it this way, I know how awesome Professor Mu is when he performs surgery. I can tell what makes him that way. As for Doctor Zheng, I know he's amazing but when he performs surgery, I can't understand a thing. I can't comprehend what makes him so good."
Chapter 686 - Did Not Recognize Him
Xie Ning was not surprised. He had just stood at the entrance of the operating theater to take a look and had already guessed it. Zheng Ren was so young but was already so skillful in performing surgery? It sounded quite unbelievable. However, people could lie but data could not. After Professor Mu Tao arrived, the data began to increase from zero, but the increase was still limited. When Zheng Ren arrived, the number of patients sent to Chengdu with severe pelvic fractures became fewer and fewer, and the number of patients after surgery increased. If they continued down this path, the patients who would be sent to Chengdu in the future would all be patients after having surgery here. Xie Ning believed in data. What people said would be false but data was cold. As long as they had enough data, they could analyze many things. It seemed that Zheng Ren was indeed not bad... Hmm, his technical level was a testament to his skills. Xie Ning smiled in his heart. Little Yiren had good taste. He just did not know what kind of character this child had. However, to be able to take such a huge risk and directly come to the frontline to fight the earthquake and provide disaster relief ensured that he at least had a backbone. 'I still have to observe and see,' Xie Ning thought as he packed his things. While he pondered about it, the operating theatre's airtight lead door opened. Zheng Ren turned around and said, "The surgery is done. Next." "Doctor Zheng, why is this one done so qu
ickly?" Chief Jiang was stunned. The doctor who was pressing on the bleeding to stop it was also stunned. They had not even fully stopped the bleeding yet but the surgery was already done? Who said that interventional embolization for severe pelvic fractures was difficult? If you step forward, I promise I won't beat you to death! "This patient's injury is relatively light so the surgery was easy to do," Zheng Ren smiled and said calmly. He did not pay attention to the time. The surgery time was stupifying. This patient's injury was not light either. He had just done it through instinct. The surgical success rate by the System was 98%. When he looked back, the previous patient's bleeding had not been stopped yet... Zheng Ren frowned and recalled the surgery. Could it be that he had made progress again? This was too fast. Ever since he experienced the aftershock in Nanchuan Town, he felt as if he had broken through his own shackles. Zheng Ren felt that his level had unknowingly improved by leaps and bounds. Perhaps, but that was not important. What about the next patient? Zheng Ren now felt that everything else was not important. The most important thing was to finish the surgeries and save the severely injured survivors. However, things outside the operating theater were not completed yet. There were not enough people... Zheng Ren was very distressed. There was no other way. He could only do it himself and wait until the time was up. "You go and rest. I'll help apply pressure to stop the bleeding," Xie Ning walked in and said gently. "Uh..." Zheng Ren was already confused after surgery. He looked at Xie Ning and could not remember who this person was no matter what he said. However, he looked very familiar. This was definitely not their first time meeting. This feeling was very strange. It was very strange. It was even...a little intimate. Xie Ning had traveled all over the country and seen thousands of mountains and rivers. He had seen countless people but at this moment, he was also stunned. His expression changed slightly, and then he was a little displeased. Zheng Ren was very embarrassed. He could read Xie Ning's disp.l.e.a.s.u.r.e, even though it was only a hint. But...he just could not remember who this person was. The two of them stood in the operating theater, looking at each other. "Uncle Ning, there's no need for you to do so. We're done here," Chief Jiang said loudly. He did not know what was going on inside. Oh, Uncle Ning... Zheng Ren guessed in his mind. He did not know anyone with the surname Ning... There was a classmate in the next class at university with the surname Ning, but the man in front of him did not look like him... Wait, he looked just like... Just as Zheng Ren had that thought, a stretcher trolley was pushed in, interrupting his thoughts. The patient was carried onto the stretcher trolley, and the doctor under Chief Jiang's command applied pressure to stop the bleeding. Another patient was carried onto the stretcher trolley. Xie Ning turned around and left, leaving Zheng Ren with only his back facing him. Zheng Ren took off his sterile clothes and inserted the radiographic films into the radiographic film viewer, completely forgetting the very important thought from before. The current Zheng Ren was completely like a surgical dog. He was still very pure. The world was vast, and surgery encompassed most of it for him. The patient who was carried up was still only given X-ray radiographic films at Pengxi Village Hospital. Zheng Ren took a few glances and suppressed the thought of doing a 3D reconstruction of CT scans in his own mind as he began to disinfect. The surgery continued. Xie Ning recalled Zheng Ren's strange expression. After a short moment of shock, he had already figured out what had happened. He was a pure technical person. His interpersonal skills were very average and he was bad with faces. If his talents and technical skills were only average, then he was the kind of person that had almost no redeeming qualities. He was too ordinary, too common. If he was thrown into a crowd, no one would be able to notice him. However, this kid's technical skills put him at the top of the world... Xie Ning shook his head helplessly. This kid even forgot his name in the blink of an eye. To be honest, Xie Ning rarely encountered such a person. He made his own basic judgment, Xie Ning still being very objective in this aspect. He was gentle and elegant, standing out like a crane among chickens. Very few people saw him but did not pay attention to him. He did not expect to be directly ignored by his daughter's boyfriend. How could he feel alright with that? Although he did not reveal his identity, he should not have done so. "Chief Jiang, do you have any more people?" Zheng Ren asked as he disinfected and looked at the radiographic films. "What's wrong, Dr. Zheng?" Chief Jiang complained in his heart. At this time, where would he find more people to help? Of the five doctors under him, one was injured and recuperating at home. The remaining four people had been working continuously for a few days and were on the verge of collapsing. "Hmm... I'm fine. I was thinking that the operating room over there is also empty...but no matter how fast the surgery is, it needs to be around the same time as stopping the bleeding." Zheng Ren quickly denied his own thoughts as he went to wash his hands and put on his clothes. Hearing Zheng Ren say that, Chief Jiang's heart was finally relieved. "Chief Jiang, please take a look at Manager Feng who sent me the medical supplies. Is his condition serious?" Zheng Ren said sincerely. "He's fine, don't worry. He's my benefactor. I won't forget him," Chief Jiang replied immediately. The operating theatre's airtight lead door slowly closed. Zheng Ren had already begun the artery cannulation. "Chief Jiang, is there any other special way to apply pressure to stop the bleeding?" Xie Ning asked. "If there isn't, I can find a volunteer to help apply pressure to stop the bleeding." After Xie Ning said that, Chief Jiang was stunned for a moment. He patted his head with his hand and smiled bitterly. "I'm so tired. Yes, we can totally find a volunteer who just came to help. Uncle Ning, applying pressure to stop the bleeding is very simple. There's no technical skill involved," Chief Jiang said. "I think Doctor Zheng is quite fast in performing surgery. The sooner the patients in this area are dealt with, the better. That's settled then." Xie Ning took out his phone and called his secretary. It was actually very easy to smooth things out. The most difficult part was the surgery but in Zheng Ren's hands, the surgery seemed to have become the easiest part. There was no need to worry at all.
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