The Enhanced Doctor-Chapter 563 Awake Coronary Artery Bypass Surgery Lower

Chapter 563: 563 Awake Coronary Artery Bypass Surgery Lower

Time ticked by, one minute and one second at a time, and chess games were played one after another.

However, even though the patient enjoyed playing chess, he became less talkative after the third game.

Li Liwei quickly glanced at Liu Banxia, reminding him.

"I forgot to ask, what do you do for a living?" Liu Banxia asked.

"I’m an accountant; I don’t really do much else. It gets very stressful at the end of the month—extremely stressful," the patient replied.

"Accounting is precise work; I could never do it," Liu Banxia stated.

"Let me tell you, these days it’s mostly mobile payments. I’ve even lost my own money in the past because I couldn’t keep the amounts straight."

"Dr. Liu, how much longer?" the patient asked abruptly.

"Not much longer. It has been over three hours now, and we’re in the final stages," Liu Banxia quickly responded.

Chen Xuehai frowned. He knew the patient was finding it hard to bear. The actual surgery time, up to this point, was just over two hours.

Although Dr. Hu’s chess skills were decent, he was still a notch below the patient, so the three games ended rather quickly.

"Besides playing chess, do you spend your time fishing?" Liu Banxia continued.

"Those are pretty much my only hobbies. I don’t smoke or drink, and yet I still ended up with heart disease. There’s just no place to find reason in these things," the patient commented.

"You’re absolutely right. Actually, a lot of times it’s also related to the current environment and diet. Food safety is a genuine problem now. Isn’t it because the cost of counterfeiting is too low and the profits are too high?"

"You’ve hit the nail on the head with that one. There are so many counterfeit and shoddy products. If you actually investigate, you’ll find them every time," the patient said.

"If you really want to get to the bottom of it, it’s not just because the profits are high, but also because the penalties are too light. Let’s put it this way: making cooking oil from gutter oil—that’s unconscionable, right? But they only get the death penalty if someone dies from eating it, or if it causes severe harm to their body."

"Personally, I believe our country’s laws are too lenient, and the punishments are too light. These people just hit and run, moving to a new place. Even if they cause someone’s death, it might not even be traced back to the oil."

"This is all stuff that goes into our mouths, and then there are those additives. That milk powder incident a few years ago, how many children did it harm? I dare say, there are still people doing it now; it just hasn’t been uncovered."

"Do these people not know this stuff is harmful? They know! But they still dare to do it, precisely because they know they won’t easily die for it."

"If they don’t die, it’s a suspended death sentence. If it’s not serious, it’s life imprisonment, and then they slowly earn merits to reduce their sentence. For some people, the country’s laws can be lenient. But for people like this, I think they should be dealt with strictly and severely. Only then can it serve as a warning."

"Isn’t that the case? I’ve bought fakes too. I thought it was Kang Shifu mineral water, but it was actually Kang Shuai Fu. Luckily, it was just water, so it wasn’t a big deal," Liu Banxia said with a laugh.

His mood lightened somewhat. The patient’s interest had been piqued again; this topic could sustain them for another hour or more.

"Dr. Liu, don’t assume that just because you’re a doctor, you don’t know as much about counterfeiting as I do," the patient said with a laugh.

"It’s been reported, right? Boiling Sichuan peppercorns and star anise, then grinding them up to make fake Thirteen Spices. That’s considered somewhat conscientious! Have you heard of making soy sauce from shredded hair?"

"Whoa, is there such a thing? Is that even more harmful than gutter oil?" Liu Banxia asked, genuinely surprised.

This wasn’t just to play along with the patient; he was truly astonished. He really hadn’t known about this; it was the first time he’d heard of it.

"Many people also get their hair permed, straightened, or dyed. If that hair were really used to make soy sauce, think how many carcinogens there would be!" Dr. Hu chimed in with a sigh.

"Exactly. So, I say these people are unscrupulous. If you counterfeit clothes or things we use, fine, at worst we just have to buy them more often. But things that go into our mouths—that’s murder for profit!" the patient said.

"They say hair contains some amino acid, similar to what’s in soybeans, so it can be used to make soy sauce. It was reported on TV before. It’s also something explicitly prohibited, but people still do it."

"Actually, no matter what it is, as long as the cost of crime is low, people will be keen on it. Anyway, I just feel that for things like this, severe sanctions must be imposed. Make others so afraid that they wouldn’t dare do it in the future. Then these matters will be easier to manage."

"Our residential complex is an old one. There was a small storefront that used to be a supermarket, but now it’s been converted into a restaurant. What kind of restaurant is that? There isn’t even a single table inside; it’s all for takeout."

"Let me tell you, the oil they use—someone comes to collect the used oil, and then they give you a discount to exchange it for new oil. Let’s use our common sense: what does that person do with the recycled old oil? And where does such cheap new oil come from?"

"The wool always comes from the sheep’s back; in the end, it’s still used by the shop. It’s just that the color is clearer, not so black. It’s all stored in those unlabeled, large plastic jugs. Later, I called and reported them."

Liu Banxia gave him a thumbs up. "I’m genuinely impressed by that. If it were me, I doubt I’d have that kind of courage."

"Yes, indeed. In many cases, our thinking is ’the less trouble, the better.’ We see it, we don’t buy it ourselves, and we tell our friends not to buy it. It seems like we’ve already fulfilled our responsibility," Dr. Hu also nodded.

"Actually, back then, I wanted to switch to studying law, but I didn’t persevere. The family was poor at that time; how could it compare to the good life we have now?"

"Let me put it this way: I really wanted to go to high school and then university back then, but there was no way. That would have cost the family money for several more years. So, I took the entrance exam for a technical secondary school and studied finance and accounting."

"Things are different now; a technical secondary school certificate hardly counts as a qualification anymore. But it was precisely because I got into that technical secondary school, became an accountant after graduation, and started earning money directly that my family’s life improved."

"That was then, this is now. I’ve drifted a bit off topic. I tried self-study for a period later, but it really wasn’t working. I was older and didn’t have as much energy, so I let it go."

"Hey, back then, wasn’t it harder to get into a technical secondary school than high school?" Liu Banxia asked.

"Of course! It was harder than getting into our county’s key high school. They guaranteed job placement, you know! If you went to high school, you still had to pass university entrance exams, right? How many years would that delay things?" the patient said.

"Actually, this is all fate. Whatever your destiny holds, you can’t escape it. Don’t I have to suffer this now? During previous company physicals, they also said my blood lipids were a bit high, but I didn’t pay much attention to it."

"I won’t dare to in the future; I can’t joke about my own life. My kid just started university. I have to at least see him get married, right?"

"Haha, that’s definitely not a problem," Liu Banxia said with a laugh.

"Actually, as long as we pay more attention in our daily lives, there shouldn’t be any issues. Your temperament is so good, and you have so much knowledge; as long as you pay attention, you’ll definitely be fine."

"You can’t have a bad temperament. Dealing with numbers all day, you can’t do it without patience," the patient chuckled.

"You must have been tricking me just now. We’ve been talking for so long, and the surgery still isn’t finished! But if you tricked me, you tricked me; it was all for my own good, anyway."

"Hehe, that’s right. But it really has been three hours now. Just hang in there a little longer; it’s really nothing," Liu Banxia said with a smile.

"Here, you see this? This is where I was stabbed by a patient. You saw it on the news, right? At the time, I even wanted to stitch it up myself, but they wouldn’t let me."

"Oh, my! So that was you? I misremembered; I thought it was someone from another hospital," the patient said, somewhat surprised.

"Well, then. I should have trotted out these glorious achievements of mine earlier," Liu Banxia said, trying to be amusing.

"Sir, could I ask you something? How do you usually get along with your wife at home? I see you two have a good relationship. I just got married and don’t have much experience."

"How do we get along? We endure," the patient said with a wry smile.

"What couple doesn’t have friction when living together? Just don’t be pig-headed. Be considerate of each other, endure the first few years, and generally, things will be fine."

"Otherwise, why do they talk about the seven-year itch? Don’t look at these young people nowadays. When they fall in love, it’s earth-shattering. But let me tell you, even if they get married, when they divorce, they do it very readily and feel great about it."

"The mindset is different now. In our generation, we had to consider how shameful a divorce would be. How would others look at us? And after having children, we also had to consider them."

"Who thinks about these things now? Just look at celebrities these days: today, one is unfaithful; tomorrow, another has an affair; and the day after, the couple each have their own flings. This is a very abnormal phenomenon. It proves that many people’s values are distorted."

"Why do I say this? Because the media loves to report on it, and people’s attention has shifted. They don’t pay attention to what’s happening around them; instead, they focus on this gossip."

"Sigh... I’ve really spoken my mind today; I’ve never talked so much. But sometimes, they also say I’m an old ’angry youth.’ That’s probably what it means."

Liu Banxia nodded. "I’ve gained some insights from that. But perhaps this is also an inevitable trend in social development and evolution."

"It’s like when a tree grows; some branches will inevitably grow crooked. So, they need to be pruned so the tree can grow taller. Some things are truly hard to understand clearly; we’re not at that level of perspective to see them."

"Congratulations, the blood vessels have been sutured, blood flow is normal. We’re about to close the chest," Chen Xuehai announced at this moment.

"Hahaha, it’s done, it’s done! How about that? You pulled through, right? I told you you’d definitely be fine!" Liu Banxia also exclaimed happily.

"Thank you, thank you all so much. If it weren’t for you, my life would have been lost," the patient said gratefully.

"This could be considered ’talk therapy,’ right? Conversation therapy, haha," Liu Banxia joked.

Only then did the atmosphere in the operating room truly relax.

Chen Xuehai and Liang Xiaolin had performed exceptionally well. The estimated surgery time was over four hours, but it had only taken three hours and thirty-six minutes.

The operation was a success; all their hard work had been worth it.