The Surgeon's Studio Chapter 872 - Scrubbing Hands Like Beggars

Chapter 872: Scrubbing Hands Like Beggars

Zheng Ren finished washing up and lay on the bed.

He picked up his phone and left a message for Little Yiren. After saying goodnight to each other, he prepared to go to bed.

Just as he was about to turn off his phone, he thought of something and turned on QQ on his phone. Zheng Ren was not considered young anymore, and he did not have any business that required QQ contact. Therefore, to him, QQ was just a tool to reminisce about his youth.

Although Zheng Ren’s youth was not bitter, there was nothing worth reminiscing about. But no matter what, it was still his youth.

But now that Zheng Ren had QQ on his phone, there was still one more thing.

He could see the little boy’s comments.

Sure enough, the comments were updated–he could not go to school again, so he missed going to cla.s.s like he did last year.

‘It was probably during chemotherapy,’ Zheng Ren guessed.

He looked up and saw that the little boy had updated every day for the past few days. It seemed to be a window for him to talk to the whole world.

He had not felt well. He really wanted to become a bird and fly without any worries… There were seven or eight such stories. Zheng Ren did not look any further.

He hoped that he would suffer less and be happier.

Zheng Ren set a timer on his phone and then closed his eyes to sleep.

…

The next morning, they went upstairs to eat. The four of them rushed to the hospital very early.

Xie Yiren went to the operating theater to prepare the various medical supplies that Zheng Ren needed for the TIPS surgery. Zheng Ren and Su Yun checked the patients for the second stage of the surgery and confirmed the number of patients who could be discharged today. Then, they handed them over to Chang Yue. The two of them went to the Department of Digestion and the Department of General Surgery to continue their ward rounds.

The ward rounds took 10,000 steps every day. Zheng Ren did not feel that it was tiring. This was a wound that he had worked hard to open. There was no way that he could make it close again.

Preoperative preparations for the patients had already been completed. Two of the patients did not take any oral blood pressure medication because they were told that they needed to fast water.

Zheng Ren told them to take the medicine normally. There was no need for such strict water fasts during the TIPS surgery.

After all, there was no need for general anesthesia. Fasting water was only for fear that the patient would eat until they were full in the morning. If they got nervous on stage, the contents of their stomach would be vomited out and cause aspiration.

Everything was ready.

Zhao Yunlong was in charge of the shift change. The shift change this morning was very rushed. After checking the room, he left in a hurry.

‘He should be picking up Chief Kong,’ Zheng Ren thought to himself.

He missed Chief Kong a little, but unfortunately, he said that he did not need to pick him up. There was a big red banner from the hospital to greet him at the airport. Zheng Ren was more afraid of this kind of scene.

Fortunately, when he came back from the frontlines, no one had the time to greet him. Otherwise, it would have been a headache.

He should focus on the surgery. Zheng Ren still went to pick up the patient and sent them to the operating theater. Su Yun and the Professor made preoperative preparations while he went to change his clothes.

Just as he arrived at the door of the changing room, he heard someone calling him.

“Professor Zheng, Professor Zheng!”

Zheng Ren turned around and saw that it was Hu Yanhui.

This girl was carrying a big black backpack. She was like a pony as she ran over.

Although she was running, she was not fast. In fact, she was a little winded. Zheng Ren felt that if she walked, she would be faster.

Perhaps this was just a way for her to express her anxiety.

“I’m here,” Zheng Ren said seriously with a straight face. “Next time, be a little earlier.”

Hu Yanhui also knew that she was late. She could not blame Zheng Ren for criticizing her. There were too many people on the subway and she did not squeeze in. These were not excuses.

Her face was a little red, so red that it turned purple.

“Go change and get ready for the broadcast.” Zheng Ren turned and went into the changing room. He heard Hu Yanhui call out from behind, “Professor Zheng, have you eaten? I brought you breakfast.”

“No, you can eat it yourself.” Zheng Ren smiled. “Hurry up and get ready for the live broadcast.”

He could imagine how fast this girl would eat.

However, she really arrived late today. Zheng Ren thought that she would already be waiting in the operating theater for the broadcast.

Zheng Ren did not realize that he would occasionally speak sternly to others.

For him, who was still a young doctor in the General Surgery Department a year ago, this change was huge.

After all, he was now called the boss. Being the boss meant that he had to manage the meals of the people below him.

Moreover, not only did he have to be able to eat, he also had to eat well.

Could it be that Su Yun did not eat well? Little Yiren? That was her preference. She could eat however she wanted.

Zheng Ren changed his clothes and walked into the operating theater. The door to his operating theater was open in the corridor. Zheng Ren went straight to the operating theater.

Mu Tao appeared in Zheng Ren’s field of vision very reliably. His eyes were a little dark and he looked a little tired.

“Old Mu, did you not sleep well?” Zheng Ren asked.

“I studied the radiographic films for the whole night. Those few pictures of yours really gave me a lot of inspiration.” Although Mu Tao looked tired, he was a little pathologically excited.

“Hmm, I guess so,” Zheng Ren said flatly. He immediately killed the conversation.

Mu Tao felt as if his body was suspended in the air, and his heart felt empty.

He should be following his own words and asking, ‘How far did you get in the research?’, right? What experience did he have? Why did Boss Zheng just…

Mu Tao was helpless. He could only pick up the patient’s MRI scan and say, “Boss Zheng, let me tell you my opinion first?”

“Okay.” Zheng Ren took the Google Gla.s.s from Hu Yanhui and adjusted it slightly. He was not in a hurry to put it on. He held it in his hand and walked into the operating theater with Mu Tao.

Mu Tao inserted the radiographic films into the viewer. He pointed at a certain spot on the radiographic films confidently and said, “This spot.”

“It’s almost done,” Zheng Ren said.

“…” Mu Tao was stunned. What did he mean by almost done?

Zheng Ren looked at the radiographic films for more than ten seconds. After confirming the location of the surgical puncture point once again, he put on his gla.s.ses and went to wash his hands.

“Boss Zheng, what do you mean by almost done?” Although Mu Tao was a little embarra.s.sed, he still asked.

“Well… How do I put it?” Zheng Ren washed his hands as he organized his words.

He had only casually said a few words before. His entire train of thought was focused on the surgery that was about to begin. Who would have the time to care about Mu Tao?

“Old Mu, you have to find a node. The autopsy map that I drew for you starts at a certain location. You can understand it and find the puncture point through nuclear magnetic resonance imaging.” Zheng Ren’s words were rather difficult to p.r.o.nounce, but Mu Tao understood it.

He nodded.

Zheng Ren wanted to truly master and understand the new TIPS surgery. Even if it was separated from the local anatomical diagram he drew, it would still work.

‘Perhaps Su Yun was able to master it so quickly because Zheng Ren and Su Yun were both surgeons?’ Mu Tao’s thoughts suddenly jumped to another channel.

“Old Mu, every time you wash your hands, do you feel like you’re begging?” Zheng Ren put his hand under the induction faucet and rushed to the foam.

Uh… His thoughts changed faster than him.

Mu Tao shook his head in confusion.

“In the past, the operating theater used to wash their hands with the faucet by hitting it with their knees. I still like that style. With a thud, there was water.” Zheng Ren smiled. “Simple and rough.”