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Chapter 1972

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After opening the abdominal cavity, the Kocher incision was made through the colonic and hepatic flexure, and the duodenum and head of the pancreas were flipped over. The surgical field was immediately widened.

Su Yun grabbed a retractor and said, "You can remove the laparoscope now, didn't you hear me?"

"…" Professor Zhan was dumbfounded. For a moment, he did not realize that someone was talking to him.

"I'm talking about you. Who are you?" Su Yun asked as he wandered around the surrounding tissue.

"Me?" Professor Zhan asked.

"Yes, who are you?" Zheng Ren's temper was much better now and he was not in a hurry.

The surgery was very difficult. It was best to use the equipment box that Dr. Charles had given him, so he had to wait for Xie Yiren. He was relieved to see that the bleeding in the inferior vena cava had stopped.

Just now in the System's operating theater, he had to do it blindly for more than 30 times before he could remember the perfect way. However, he was still worried that there would be other problems. Fortunately, nothing happened.

"I'm Zhan Lan, the deputy director of the Department of Genitourinary Surgery of the First Affiliated Hospital of Imperial Capital Medical University."

"Professor Zhan? I've heard of him." Su Yun did not care. He continued to observe the position of Zheng Ren's stent and gently touched the inferior vena cava.

"Boss, the tunnel under your shelf is almost the same." Su Yun said, "It's more standard than many people's shelves under the image."

Zheng Ren smiled bitterly.

How could he not mention how much surgical training time he had used?

However, he couldn't say it out loud, so he could only smile bitterly.

"Professor Zhan Ren, you can step down now." Zheng Ren said, "Chief Lin, clear the people in the operating theater. There are too many people. It's meaningless."

Uhh … this was a sign that they were going to clear the area.

Although Professor Zhan did not understand how the covered stent was inserted into the inferior vena cava, he saw that there was no more bleeding and the abdomen was opened, so he quickly packed up the laparoscope.

"Boss Zheng, I've heard a lot about you," Professor Zhan said as he packed his things.

"You're welcome."

"Can I retract the retractor for you?" Professor Zhan said, "I seem to be lacking an assistant to retract the retractor."

"Uh, is it appropriate?" Zheng Ren hesitated for a moment.

Professor Zhan thought to himself, it was most inappropriate to scold him just now. What's the point of saying this now?

He had already scolded him and was just short of beating him up. Yet, he was being polite now.

However, he was very curious. It was said that Boss Zheng, who performed interventional surgery to perfection, was also good at surgery. It looked like the skin was opened in a hurry, so I didn't see anything special. The path of entry … was not bad, but it was just not bad.

But no matter what, the interventional surgery was done very well! He had never heard of a blind operation.

Therefore, Professor Zhan was very curious about how Boss Zheng was going to perform the abdominal surgery.

Zheng Ren saw that Professor Zhan seemed to be thinking about something. He smiled and said, "Professor Zhan, if you think it's convenient, you can stay and help. But it's very tiring to pinky swear. If you can't stand it, just say it first and we'll switch. "

Compared to the gentle Zheng Ren, Professor Zhan still felt that Boss Zheng, who had just released his aura, was more in line with the rumors of the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University — overbearing, arrogant, and domineering.

Now that he was speaking to him in a very gentle manner, Professor Zhan was not used to it.

"Warm saline gauze," Zheng Ren said.

The nurse, who had just been yelled at by Zheng Ren, was feeling aggrieved. With a bad attitude, she brought the warm saline gauze and water to Zheng Ren's side.

Zheng Ren did not care. He picked up the gauze, wrung it until it was 80% dry, and covered the incision.

Professor Zhan was stunned and asked, "Boss … Zheng, what are you doing?"

"The equipment isn't convenient. Wait for my equipment," Zheng Ren said naturally.

Professor Zhan was speechless. The doctors from the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University looked angry at the same time.

How arrogant!

Didn't everyone use the same equipment for the surgery? Why did the equipment from the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University not enter their eyes?

If it were not for the emergency blind operation to stop the bleeding, someone would have jumped out.

Chief Lin saw that the surgery was temporarily paused. He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and introduced Zheng Ren to Director Li. "Director, this is Doctor Zheng Ren, who used to be in Sea City General Hospital and is now going to the Imperial Capital 912."

Sea City. Some of the doctors from the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University in the room were disdainful, and some were puzzled.

"Boss Zheng, this is our Director Li. Last year, we were thirsty for talent and gave you a career appointment. We didn't expect that we would be a step too late. You went to the Imperial Capital. "

"Oh, nice to meet you, Director Li." Zheng Ren smiled and casually gave a mosaic.

“912? Doctor Zheng? " The chief of the Vascular Department of the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University suddenly asked, "May I ask if the Xinglin Garden surgery broadcast room …"

"Oh, I'm the surgeon," Zheng Ren said.

"F * ck!" The chief of the Vascular Department said in surprise, "It's actually you! No wonder the interventional surgery is so good! "

"It's alright, it's alright," Zheng Ren said perfunctorily.

This kind of drama of being recognized was really boring. Now, Zheng Ren's mind was filled with how he should perform the surgery after Little Yiren went on stage.

With the instruments and Chase's microscope, the surgery would not be a big problem.

"Boss Zheng, I've really … I've heard of your name for a long time. It's like thunder piercing my ears." The countless resentments of the chief of the Vascular Department who had just been kicked off the stage turned into nothingness.

He was wearing a sterile gown, a hat, and a mask. It was impossible to tell how old he was. However, that excitement was not something that could be covered up by one or two clothes.

"Uh, it's alright," Zheng Ren answered in a very bored manner.

"Boss Zheng, are you looking at the scrub nurse when you were waiting for the live broadcast?" The chief of the Vascular Department was so excited that he did not know what to say.

"Huh? You can see it? "Zheng Ren asked in surprise.

"Once, when you looked up, the scrub nurse smiled at you. A handsome man and a beautiful woman, a handsome man and a beautiful woman! Hahaha. "The chief of the Vascular Department seemed to have gone crazy as he began to laugh.

The tense atmosphere in the operating theater just now was very awkward because of him.

Zheng Ren was very speechless. Was this a live broadcast mistake? When did he smile at Little Yiren during the live broadcast of the surgery?

He had no impression at all.

The chief of the Vascular Department of the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University did not seem to realize that he had lost his composure. He took off his sterile gloves, rubbed his hands, and said, "When I braced myself and went on stage just now, I was thinking that Old Jin's life was really not that good. Why didn't I find Boss Zheng to perform the surgery?"

"As I was talking, you came! It's really … really … "He was so excited that he was like a child, speaking incoherently.

Professor Zhan stood to the side, feeling very awkward.

If looks could kill, the chief of the Vascular Department would have been dismembered long ago.

Professor Zhan cursed in his heart. If you want to support Boss Zheng, then support him. Why are you stepping on me! Am I willing to do this surgery? Isn't it your Director's business?

How difficult the surgery was? Anyone with eyes could see it.

However, Professor Zhan could not say it. He held his breath and lowered his head.

The veins on his forehead were popping. His blood pressure was estimated to have reached 180. If it went higher, he would have to save himself first. Professor Zhan took a deep breath and tried his best to calm his emotions.

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