Chapter 689 - You're His Limit
Mu Tao instantly made his position clear. He was not a professor or junior doctor, but a junior doctor who learned his skills from his master. When Zheng Ren folded his arms and looked at the X-ray, Mu Tao did not criticize him in his heart. There was really nothing to see on a pelvis X-ray. He must be putting on an act to overwhelm him. Mu Tao knew in his heart that the other party could see more information from the X-ray but he could not. It was a matter of skill. Moreover, based on Mu Tao's understanding of Zheng Ren, this person would not do such a thing. If it was Zheng Ren's assistant, he might have done it. After carefully disinfecting, Mu Tao said in a low voice, "Chief Zheng, you can go and wash your hands." Just like when he had just become Wu Haishi's student, he did everything very cautious and carefully. Zheng Ren was currently struggling mentally. From the small amount of information on the X-ray film, he could sketch out the 64-slice CT scan with 3D-image reconstruction in his mind. It was like the world was being opened up to him. Zheng Ren braved the aftershocks of surgery and broke through the technical barriers. He had a new understanding of many technical things. However, he knew that he could not test this out now. He absolutely could not use his limited energy on this. But...the unknown blue sea was really very attractive... After hearing Mu Tao's words, Zheng Ren calmed his heart and breathing. The pain in his c.h.e.s.t became less pronounced. He slowly turned around and said with a soft laugh, "Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Mu." As he spoke, Zheng Ren walked over to brush his hands. Mu Tao started to lay out the sheet. After Zheng Ren went up on stage, he washed his hands again. Then, he wore a sterile robe and stood beside Zheng Ren. The femoral artery cannulation had already ended. When he stood up, the screen had already lit up. The guide wire catheter was in position. This speed was really fast! Mu Tao sighed and then began to observe the shape of the blood vessels. With just a glance, Mu Tao had an idea. He did not continue to look at the screen. Instead, he lowered his head and looked at Zheng Ren's right hand. Zheng Ren habitually crossed his left and right hands. Mu Tao had nothing to do when he went on stage. His right wrist shook slightly. Three movements? Why couldn't he see it? Mu Tao was a little puzzled. At the same time, he looked up at the screen. The guide wire had already entered the blood vessels. He could not understand it even at such a close distance? Although he knew there was a gap, Mu Tao, who was full of confidence and prepared to overcome his teacher, was stunned. If he could not even understand it, how could he move past him? "Imaging," Zheng Ren said in a low voice after the selection. Mu Tao was still in a daze. He recalled Zheng Ren's actions but did not hear what Zheng Ren was saying at all. He also did not notice that after the superselection ended, he had to take medicine to embolize the vessels himself as his assistant. Zheng Ren was a little unhappy but his mind was racing. He immediately understood why Mu Tao was in a daze. "Teacher Mu, it's time to take the medicine!" Zheng Ren used his arm to touch Mu Tao. "Oh, oh." Mu Tao woke up. He did not have time to study and immediately did as he was told. As a scholar, his research and techniques were engraved in his bones. Mu Tao was also a little embarrassed. This was the frontline. He could not waste time. He repeated it to himself several times. When Zheng Ren was selecting the second branch of the internal iliac artery, he was not as silent as before. Instead, he said, "Teacher Mu, I will speak as I do it. You just need to listen." Mu Tao did not know what had happened and remained silent. "The blood vessel branches into a 65-degree and moves diagonally upward. During this time, the wrist should be slightly pressed downwards to form a 13.5-degree angle. After the front end of the micro-guide wire enters, it should be raised rapidly while the micro-guide wire enters with the left hand," Zheng Ren said briefly. The micro-guide wire had already entered the branch of the internal iliac artery. There were only two movements. It seemed that the difficulty of this blood vessel was not high. But how could one be as accurate at 13.5 degrees? Mu Tao said that he was going to be an assistant but had unknowingly become a close-up spectator. He only had one task, which was to administer medicine and embolism. Zheng Ren only spoke 57 words. Mu Tao pondered over it repeatedly and gradually came to a different conclusion. Zheng Ren's skill level was already very high and he did not deliberately hide it. What he said was the most crucial information. There was no need to explain too much. Those who could understand these fifty-seven words would naturally understand. If he could not understand it for the time being, he would have to perform countless surgeries. When his skill level increased, he would also understand what Zheng Ren was saying. The blockage of the internal iliac artery branches was completed and the patient's bleeding symptoms were alleviated. Zheng Ren began to roar again, asking Chief Jiang to send the next patient up. Mu Tao helped carry the patient off the operating theater and brought another patient up. This time, he quietly left the operating theater, thinking about Zheng Ren's words. He even forgot to say thank you to Zheng Ren. A person blocked his way. Mu Tao raised his head and saw a handsome face appear in front of him. "Oh, Professor Mu, what are you doing here?" Su Yun opened his mouth and spoke sarcastically. It was a trademark tone that could not be changed for the rest of his life. "Hello, Doctor Su," Mu Tao replied in a gentle and elegant manner. Su Yun opened his mouth and was about to say a few words to Mu Tao when Zheng Ren's voice suddenly sounded. "Su Yun, hurry up and go sterilize everything when you wake up!" Uh... This guy... Su Yun had slept for more than an hour so he was much more energetic. He rushed into the operating theater and Mu Tao had no choice but to dodge to the side. The gap between a monster and his assistant was really big, Mu Tao sighed in his heart. He did not mind, nor did he stop. His mind kept replaying Zheng Ren's words, trying to grasp them even more each time. Go on stage, perform the surgery, and improve himself through practical application! "Boss, what is Mu Tao doing here?" Su Yun asked while disinfecting. "He said he wanted to help. I guess he wants to see my surgery up close," Zheng Ren replied indifferently. "When people have knowledge, they try to hide it, afraid that other people might covet it. But you, are you out of your mind?" Su Yun nagged as he disinfected. "It was just a few words. Even if I don't say it, he'll understand sooner or later." Zheng Ren was still in his usual posture, looking at the radiographic films as he said, "And now, if his surgical skills can be improved, there will be a lot of patients who will benefit from it. There are too many surgeries. Even if I stay here, I won't be able to finish them all." F*ck! Su Yun cursed in his heart. How could Zheng Ren have the nerve to say such a confident and even narcissistic thing? He was still as calm, logical, and irrefutable as ever. "You're right. Everything you said is right!" Su Yun said angrily. "It's fine." Zheng Ren looked at the radiographic films and said, "No matter how much he improves, his limit is probably at your current level." Oh? Was he complimenting him? At first, it sounded like that, but Su Yun repeated it in his mind over and over again. The more he thought about it, the more it did not sound like that. What he said was that he could only reach his current level. Mu Tao was not a threat to him at all...
Chapter 690 - Was Not A Favor, But A Life-saving Operation
At the same time in the Imperial Capital Hospital, Professor Rudolf Wagner completed the last TIPS surgery of the day. The surgery was very simple, at least for him. That was because almost half the firstline clinical doctors went to the frontline, leaving the workload at home less than half of what it used to be. Therefore, the professor did not hesitate to occupy most of the beds in the department. He even called Little Oliver over from Germany to be his assistant. Although the surgery went smoothly, Professor Rudolf Wagner was very troubled. The professor was speechless when he faced the stiff Chang Yue and Xie Yiren, who had her head lowered and only worked. He was also worried about the boss's safety but there was too much work to do, so he forgot about it while he was busy. Sometimes, the professor would think, 'When will these days end? If something happened to the boss, would the project still be able to proceed?' Little Oliver was busy sending the patient away. The professor saw Xie Yiren cleaning u
p the abandoned items in the operating theater with her head lowered. He felt that the atmosphere was very depressing. If he did not say anything, he would go crazy. "Beautiful Miss Xie." Professor Rudolf Wagner sounded like he was reciting a psalm. "Huh?" "I saw the boss on television. Don't worry about what happened a few days ago, the boss..." As he said this, Xie Yiren lowered her head and quickly packed up the medical waste. "I think the boss is a little haggard. I think it's necessary to do some research in the future to destroy the melanocytes so that the boss won't look so haggard. Yes, this research has a vast space in women's beauty. It'll make every woman become Snow White and all cosmetics will disappear from existence." "Lil Fugui." Xie Yiren looked up with a rare coldness. The smile on her face had disappeared the day Zheng Ren left. "Yes?" The professor asked. "She won't turn into Snow White with that method. If I remember correctly, the symptom you mentioned should be vitiligo." After Xie Yiren said that, she started to get busy again. Professor Rudolf Wagner sighed. This lady boss looked weak but her mind was always clear. He wanted to tell a joke but she turned the conversation cold instead. The professor wanted to help Xie Yiren pack her things but she kicked him out. After the surgery was done, he should go to see the patient after surgery, not help the scrub nurse in the operating theater. In the past, Zheng Ren had done this. The professor left the operating theater helplessly and walked along the hospital corridor. He was a little bored and his heart was empty. He missed his boss so much. He did not know if he would be able to come back alive. Professor Rudolf Wagner would never lie to himself. His chances of coming back were almost non-existent. It was all just beautiful hope. The hospital was also a little deserted. All the firstline doctors had been pulled to the frontline. There was indeed not enough people who could work. If that was the case, he would perform more surgeries. If his boss could come back alive, he would give him a surprise! Professor Rudolf Wagner clenched his fists and cheered himself on. .. .. Chief Jiang made another call. The other side seemed to be very busy and no one picked up for a long time. Chief Jiang knew what the emergency department was like now. Right now, the entire hospital was as busy as a pot of boiling water. Many doctors and nurses worked continuously for at least 48 hours. Not to mention picking up the phone, they did not even have time to drink a mouthful of water. He was very patient. Both operating rooms were occupied. There were fewer and fewer patients waiting for surgery outside. This made his anxious and his restless heart calmed down a lot. The phone rang for about 20 seconds before someone picked up. The person on the other side seemed to be in a bad mood. She was so anxious that she seemed to be on fire. "Who is it? What's the matter?" "I'm Old Jiang. Where's your chief?" Chief Jiang asked. "Chief Jiang, our chief is on stage," a nurse on the other side said hurriedly. "Have you told your chief about the matter that I mentioned?" "It's been arranged. He isn't going to Huaxi. Those who can go to Huaxi are all critically ill patients. Our chief has arranged for that young man to go to the Provincial Hospital," the nurse said. "Alright, there's nothing else. You can go back to your work." Chief Jiang hung up the phone. Zheng Ren's arrangements had been completed. He was very relieved. He leaned against the wall and gradually closed his eyes. He did not even have the time to sit down. He just leaned against the wall and fell asleep. On the other side of the phone, the nurse hurriedly hung up the phone and flew out of the emergency department's simple operating theater and shouted through the door, "Chief Jiang just called to ask if the patient with the steel bar injury has been transferred. I said that he has been sent to the Provincial Hospital." "Has he been sent?" "The first-aid ambulance is not around. If there's a rush, I'll find a volunteer's private car to send him over." "How's his condition? Get the doctor outside to assess him. If it's possible, hurry up and send him over." The young nurse immediately ran off again and disappeared without a trace. In the operating theater, a professor from the emergency department and emergency department's department chief from Huaxi were performing surgery. They heard the entire conversation. After holding it in for a long time, he still felt a little depressed and said in a low voice, "Chief Liu, are you still taking favors here?" The hair on Chief Liu's back instantly stood on end. The fatigue all over his body disappeared without a trace as a surge of adrenalin hit. "How could that be? Teacher Wang, don't you know? The young man mentioned just now emptied his company's warehouse. He brought a fleet of cars to deliver the interventional catheters or something like that." The doctor on the other side was stunned for a moment but did not continue speaking. "The steel bar that flew out on the way there punctured the body of the car and penetrated his left leg. That young man is also very strong. He drove the car straight to the hospital," Chief Liu quickly explained. "Catheters?" "Yes, there was a professor who came back from overseas. He landed from a helicopter and specializes in interventional surgery for pelvic fractures. You also know that for patients like this, there are no good methods other than interventional surgery." Professor Wang who was opposite him nodded and remained silent. "The surgery was done very quickly. It was said that two doctors from the frontline who brought injured people down also started to perform the surgery today. There weren't enough medical supplies for them, so they called that man. This young man is here to save lives." As Chief Liu spoke, his voice choked for a moment and he did not continue to explain. The operating theater became quiet and the surgery continued. After more than ten minutes, the emergency surgery was completed. The patient was carried on a stretcher trolley and sent away. It was only during times like these that the operating theater would be temporarily calm. Professor Wang had his head lowered the whole time. He did not speak after he heard Chief Liu's explanation. After sending the patient off, Chief Liu was embarrassed and wanted to say something. Otherwise, the atmosphere would be too awkward. But before he could say anything, Professor Wang raised his head and said seriously, "I'm sorry." There were faint tears streaking down his face.
Chapter 691 - I Can't Let A Hero Become A Martyr!
Finally, Feng Xuhui was sent to an ambulance headed to Chengdu Provincial Hospital. There were four patients in the ambulance and the doctors and nurses had nowhere to sit. However, under Xie Ning's insistence, Feng Xuhui still got into the ambulance. Xie Ning did not say anything else. He only said, "Don't turn a hero into a martyr while busying yourself with other things." His words stunned the doctor who was in charge of arranging the ambulance. He rubbed his eyes and gritted his teeth to force Feng Xuhui to come out. The information was recorded on Xie Ning's side so that they could find the whereabouts of the injured person in the future. They recorded the limited amount of information on the nameless injured person—personal information, physical characteristics, and the hospital they belonged to. Only then did the ambulance close the door and speed away. In the car, the young nurse was huddled in a corner, trying her best not to occupy any space. Her eyes were fixed on the blood bag. According to the time, each patient was to be given a bag of blood in the ambulance. There was a shortage of doctors and nurses, but there was no shortage of blood. It was said that there was a line for blood donations back at home. There were even large banners hanging at some places—no Type-B blood, to remind blood donors of Type-B blood not to line up. "Brother Tian, who is this person?" The young nurse saw that the ambulance was starting to drive. The doctor took the time to measure his blood pressure and make notes. He was finally free when he decided to ask that question. "He's the same as us. They're all rushing over to support us." The doctor surnamed Tian looked very simple and honest. His face was a little dark and his voice was muffled. "Isn't this causing trouble for the people in the disaster area? There's nothing we can do to help," The young nurse was a little unhappy and nagged. She didn't mean anything by it. It was just that she had been transporting the injured over the past few days and was about to throw up from the ride. She swore that after she went home, she would definitely not take the bus. She really could not stand it. "I don't dare to speak nonsense." Doctor Tian quickly said, "I heard from Uncle Ning that this perso
n is a hero." "What?" The young nurse sized up Feng Xuhui. He was a gentle and weak young man, and his face was pale. His condition was so bad that he didn't look like a hero at all. "When I went to hand over... Oh right, did you feel that Pengxi Village Hospital is different from other places?" "This place is so orderly. Other places are messy," the young nurse said. "Yeah, do you know the reason why?" "Is it because of him?" The dark-faced Doctor Tian quickly waved his hand. It was because he did not make himself clear. He smiled and said, "It's that Uncle Ning that you're obsessed with." At the mention of Uncle Ning, the young nurse's eyes lit up. Although it was just a joke, anyone who could see a person who looked like a typical uncle would want to take a second look during such a grey day. Just like a man when he saw a beautiful girl, people would always want to take a second look. However, no one knew the intention behind it. "Uncle Ning said that we can't let a hero become a martyr, so this young man was sent to our car," said Doctor Tian. "What kind of hero is he? Did he save someone?" "Yes, he contributed to all the patients that were rescued today." "That's pretty impressive." The young nurse leaned against a corner and said, "Do we count?" "Of course we count. Everyone you can see should count. It's not much on our end but we should count our blessings that it isn't too bad." Although doctor Tian kept talking, his eyes never left the patient. This ambulance came from a small county in the distant Hebei Province. The doctors and nurses accompanying the ambulance had limited standards. They would not be assigned to the ambulance for such critical illness. The ones that could be arranged would take the injured that received treatment. This way, fewer accidents would occur. Although their standards were average, they had a strong sense of responsibility. Until now, they had successfully transported more than 130 injured people. He checked the patient's number and blood type. He also checked the blood type on the blood bag he took off with Doctor Tian to prevent any mistakes. Only then did the young nurse change the blood bag for one of the patients. They rushed all the way to Chengdu. They were already tired of the scenery on both sides. They wanted to sleep for a while but still resisted the urge. It was said that after this trip, they could rest for a few hours. There were no official orders for such vehicles that were sent from other places. Everything depended on self-awareness and enthusiasm. Doctor Tian was the leader of this group. This was also the first time he had ever led a group of people in his life. They persevered and squeezed every bit of their energy. They worked hard to make one more trip and transported a few more patients out. The journey was safe and uneventful. After a few hours, they arrived at Chengdu Provincial Hospital. The first and second-class patients would be arranged here. However, it was said that this side could not accommodate so many patients. The patients who were not in critical condition in the past few days might have to go to the hospitals in the surrounding counties or neighboring provinces. The patients were sent to the emergency center of the Chengdu Provincial Hospital. Doctor Tian began to make contact with the doctors there. "Old Tian, why are you still busy? Didn't you say that you wanted to take a break last time?" The doctor in the Chengdu Provincial Hospital knew Doctor Tian. Even if they did not know each other before, they were already familiar with each other since they had been dealing with each other a lot recently. There were not many people with advanced facial blindness like Zheng Ren. "I'm not thinking of making another trip before it gets dark. Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep well. If I get up in the middle of the night and have to deal with an emergency, I'm afraid I might not be running at full capacity. That would be inefficient," Doctor Tian said with an honest smile. "How many injured? Give me the number and diagnosis." Even though they were chatting, they still had to make use of their time to do their work. The Chengdu Provincial Hospital doctor started recording the data as he chatted, preparing to receive patients. If he was given a choice, he would definitely choose to sleep instead of chatting with Doctor Tian. Even if it was a beautiful woman chatting with him, she might not be able to keep his spirits up. "Four injured patients. Three of them are post-operative patients with severe pelvic fractures. One of them has a penetrating injury to the leg due to a steel bar and is in hemorrhagic shock." "Pengxi Village Hospital is truly a strange place. How many post-operative patients with pelvic fractures have been transferred here today?" The doctor from the Chengdu Provincial Hospital sighed. "Let me tell you, Old Tian. Today is the day I have seen the most patients with pelvic fractures after interventional embolization. I have been chased away from this for the rest of my life." Doctor Tian laughed foolishly. "How many doctors from the interventional department have gone to Pengxi Village? Why are there so many patients after surgery?" "I don't know either. I'm only in charge of transporting the patients." Doctor Tian felt a little regretful. There was still a gap between him and the doctors who worked hard at the operating table. However, he could not be unresigned. Wasn't every job a contribution? "Alright. When the nurses hand over the blood bags, hurry up and find a place to rest for a while." The doctor from the Chengdu Provincial Hospital's emergency department pointed to a few men and women in suits not far away as he said, "That's the front office manager and service staff of a five-star hotel. They have a car and will take those who need a place to stay." Doctor Tian clicked his tongue. Looking at the manager's clothes and estimating the price, he smiled bitterly in his heart. "This time, I came out in a hurry. I don't know how they will be able to reimburse me for my stay. I can't afford a five-star hotel." The Chengdu Provincial Hospital's emergency doctor glanced at him and reprimanded him, "Look at how stingy you are. You came all the way here to help me and just want to find a place to sleep. Why would I want your money? That's bullsh*t."
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