Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
When Zheng Ren went on stage, Professor Rudolf Wagner moved aside and stood at the assistant’s position.
Although Zheng Ren had not performed a prostate interventional embolization since coming back from the Imperial Capital, there was definitely a large improvement in between his Master-level and Grandmaster-level surgery skills. The levels made a huge difference.
This was already proven by the TIPS surgery.
Zheng Ren was also a little curious. What kind of improvement would there be in the prostate interventional embolization?
The patient’s hyperplasia prostate had five different branches within the capillary network. Zheng Ren was only prepared to do one of them. The rest would be learning material for Professor Rudolf Wagner to try the embolization.
Guide wire, Catheter, angiography, micro-guide wire replacement, starting the superselect. Each step was done in an orderly manner.
Professor Rudolph Wagner wanted to devote himself to the surgery but had drank too much last night so his head was buzzing.
When he attempted to focus, his field of vision converged and the professor felt light-headed.
What happened last night! Why did he have to have a prostate interventional embolization today? Why did he have to drink so much beer!
In Professor Rudolf Wagner’s memory, the last thing he remembered was drinking with Chang Yue. After that, he had a blackout.
He could not remember anything else that happened afterward.
This morning, he woke up in a hotel bed with his little lover—his violin—in his arms.
What should he do? The professor was distressed and depressed, almost about to rip out his hair.
“Now you try, Lil Fugui.” Zheng Ren’s voice rang in the professor’s ear as he was trying hard to focus.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was stunned. Had he not been doing the angiography just now? Was he that absent-minded at the moment?
Trying hard to overcome his hangover, the professor took a look at the image. The first group of capillary networks had been tied firmly.
Superselection and embolism. Rinse and repeat until the capillary network disappeared.
When… When did he do all this?
Professor Rudolf Wagner suddenly felt like he was going crazy.
He was inexplicably flustered.
It was fine if he could not understand the TIPS surgery. However, he could not even understand the prostate interventional embolization that had constantly been on his mind?
No! It must be a hangover, this damn hangover.
After Zheng Ren said that, he raised his hand, flattened his chest, and took a step back. After that, he turned around and stood back to back with the professor.
The professor stood in the surgeon’s position in a daze. Zheng Ren turned around again so that he was now in the assistant’s position.
“Just do what I did just now. It’s very simple.” Zheng Ren’s tone was very calm, without a trace of anger. “Go on and try it, Lil Fugui.”
Professor Rudolf Wagner’s heart clenched painfully.
Try it? He had not even seen it. What was there to try!
How was he going to do it? Superselection? The capillary network’s diameter was so thin. How was he going to superselect it?
Zheng Ren was also very curious. Why was the usually energetic Professor Rudolf Wagner standing there like an idiot and not moving at all?
He nudged the professor with his elbow. “Hey, Lil Fugui. Get to it.”
He was just like a young doctor who was operating for the first time that Zheng Ren was also speechless.
The surgery just now had been done quite smoothly. Compared to when he was in Imperial City, the surgery’s level had indeed improved by an astronomical level.
Zheng Ren was very satisfied. If he did it himself, the entire surgery would probably take less than an hour.
However, the professor… Was he shocked by his technique? Or was it because of the hangover?
This was going to be troublesome.
Zheng Ren asked, “Lil Fugui, are you feeling unwell?”
“Uh…”
“Why don’t I do it myself? You can go and rest for a while,” Zheng Ren said. “I really want to teach you. I’ll go through the process again with you next time then.”
Zheng Ren really wanted to complete the mission issued by the System.
However, the prerequisite for completing the mission was definitely not letting a hangover doctor be in a bad mood.
The professor was clearly not feeling well.
The mission… Forget it. The surgery came first.
Hearing Zheng Ren’s “considerate” words, the professor’s hair stood on its ends. He felt goosebumps all over, to the point that he wanted to blow away his sterile hat.
“No! Boss!” Professor Rudolf Wagner immediately answered firmly, “I can do it. I’ll do it now.”
Zheng Ren was speechless. If this was his patient, he would have kicked the professor out.
However, this patient came from Heidelberg University Medical Center. In essence, he was here for Professor Rudolf Wagner.
He himself could only be considered a guest professor.
“Then you’ll have to focus a little,” Zheng Ren warned the professor. There was a hint of sternness in his tone.
“Boss, please treat me like a young doctor. If I mess up again, you can just scold me!” After the professor said that, he began the superselection.
The surgery began again.
Little Oliver was wearing a lead apron and standing behind the two of them.
After seeing Zheng Ren embolize the first group of capillaries, Little Oliver finally admitted helplessly that this Asian boy indeed had God’s favor and that both his hands had been kissed by God.
If not, the surgery would have been impossible.
This kind of surgery already exceeded Little Oliver’s understanding and judgment of the interventional surgery system.
The surgery was done so beautifully!
Next, he saw that the Asian boy and the professor change positions.
Little Oliver was even more focused. It seemed that the professor was going to perform the surgery.
The professor’s former assistant usually only lasted for two to three months at most. No matter how high the salary was, they would resign.
Little Oliver was the person who had served as the professor’s assistant for the longest time.
He was full of admiration for the professor. Otherwise, he would not have been the assistant of the eccentric and irrational Professor Rudolf Wagner for a year and eight months.
The professor was going to make a move! A wave of anticipation rose in Little Oliver’s heart. The professor must…perhaps…almost…not be inferior to the Asian boy’s skills.
He hoped that the professor could display the highest level of skill and perfectly execute this surgery.
However, his expectations were basically futile.
After changing positions, the surgery did not continue. The two people standing at the operating stage began to talk to each other.
What was going on? Could it be that the professor’s little boss was teaching him how to do the surgery?
He already had a certain level of Mandarin comprehension and could understand the dialogue between Zheng Ren and the professor.
Oh my god! This was actually true!
After Little Oliver came to China, he had never seen Zheng Ren perform surgery. His understanding of Zheng Ren came from Professor Rudolf Wagner’s description.
He did not believe it at first. However, he did not expect it all to be true!
After a while, the surgery continued. An image appeared on the screen. It was the professor doing a superselection.
The technique displayed was very familiar to Little Oliver.
In the past, he would have thought that the professor’s technique was already top-notch in the world and no one would be able to surpass it.
However, there was always a fear in comparison.
He had just finished watching Zheng Ren’s embolization of the first group of capillaries and then the professor’s superselection… My god, compared to Zheng Ren’s surgical technique, the professor’s surgery was simply impossible to look straight at! If Little Oliver was not wearing sterile gloves, he would definitely cover his eyes with his hands. He was unwilling to take another look.
