The Surgeon's Studio

Panda Novel

“Old Sun, you don’t have to stand on ceremony.” Chief Kong stepped forward to smooth things over. He smiled and said, “Boss Zheng is going overseas for surgery tomorrow. It’s very tiring. If you really have the heart, will you let your bed out?”

There was a big policy regarding medical treatment. The patients admitted to Class 3 Grade-A hospitals were controlled. Many patients were sent to community hospitals.

This was the legendary grading system of diagnosis and treatment.

Some hospitals implemented this very well, but for the large-scale Class 3 Grade-A hospitals in the Imperial Capital, the doctors who came to see patients were all from other places. Their conditions were more serious, and there were many difficult and complicated diseases, so it was still difficult to implement it.

For example, the community hospital where Sun Ming was located had very few capable people. If they wanted to become a triage hospital with the 912… The lack of doctors and nurses was a huge obstacle, and there was no room for circumflex artery.

Sun Ming was troubled by this matter.

There were documents on it, and he had no choice but to carry it out. However, if he carried it out, no one would be willing to be sent to the community hospital without a high-level doctor, a doctor, or a person with a master’s degree from the 912. If he insisted on doing it, it would cost a human life. If he did not handle it properly, the medical dispute would be troublesome enough for him.

Therefore, this matter was delayed by a dilemma.

At this moment, when Chief Kong mentioned this matter, Sun Ming was stunned for a moment. His brain was working very quickly. He glanced at Chief Kong. When he saw that Chief Kong’s eyes were smiling, he immediately understood what he meant.

“Old Kong, you know my conditions.”

“It’s okay. The patients on Boss Zheng’s side are all fine.” Chief Kong smiled and said, “Let’s go. I’ll bring you to see the patients after today’s TIPS surgery.”

Zheng Ren did not understand what was going on. He did not know what kind of riddle Chief Kong and Sun Ming were playing, but he did not ask. He followed behind Chief Kong to do ward rounds.

Zheng Ren was in charge of six beds and six patients after the surgery. They were all performed today.

When they came to the ward, they saw a nurse talking to the patients and their families. The voices was a little loud. It was obvious that something had happened. Everyone fell into an anxious mood.

Chief Kong’s heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he was usually fine, but now that he had encountered something big, there was a problem?

“What’s wrong?” Chief Kong frowned and asked.

“Chief, the patient’s vital signs were monitored for eight hours after the surgery. Everything is stable now. I want to remove his ECG monitoring, but he won’t do it,” the nurse said helplessly.

Chief Kong immediately felt relieved.

He smiled and came to the bed, asking, “Are you feeling unwell?”

“Doctor, it doesn’t matter if the monitoring is removed. Don’t remove this pain-relieving patch,” the other two patients in the same ward nodded at the same time and said in unison.

Pain-relieving patch? Chief Kong was stunned by these words.

What pain-relieving patch? After the TIPS surgery, the patient would not have any symptoms of pain. Why would there be a pain-relieving patch.

He followed the patient’s gaze and saw that it was an electrode membrane stuck to the patient’s chest wall.

“Is it this?” Chief Kong asked tentatively.

“Yes, Chief.” The patient next to him said, “The effect of this pain-relieving patch is very good. I don’t feel any pain at all now, and I don’t have any symptoms.”

“…” Even an experienced person like Chief Kong was stunned for a moment.

“When I was at home, I was hospitalized. I also saw postoperative patients who had undergone surgery. They were in so much pain that they hit their heads against the wall. They looked terrible.”

The patient had a slight northeastern accent. Zheng Ren seriously suspected that Professor Rudolf Wagner had led him astray.

“And then?” Chief Kong asked casually.

“After I was finished with the surgery… After we finished the surgery, there were no symptoms. It was pretty good. I looked at the medication. There was only one set of liver-protecting drugs, and nothing else. I guess it was the effect of this pain-relieving patch.”

“That’s right, Chief. Let us use the pain-relieving patch for a period of time,” said another patient.

“Sure.” Chief Kong did not explain. The patient thought that it was good. If he explained, he would forcefully take away the ‘pain-relieving patch’. If the patient really had symptoms in the middle of the night, then it would be unnecessary.

The young nurses removed the ECG monitoring one by one, but left the electrode membrane on the patient.

“The medication used in a big hospital is really good. The effect of the analgesic patch is really good,” a patient praised.

“It’s the Chief and Doctor Zheng who performed the surgery well!” Another patient hurriedly winked at the patient who had just spoken.

Was he that bad at talking?

Praising the medicine in front of the doctor was asking for trouble.

Zheng Ren just smiled and did not say anything.

“Chief Kong, What surgery did you perform?” Sun Ming asked.

“Liver cirrhosis, portal hypertension, ascites. What surgery did you say you performed?” Chief Kong asked with a smile.

“…” Sun Ming was speechless.

Could it be the TIPS surgery? He wanted to curse in his heart.

He was not scolding Chief Kong, but the patient’s condition had exceeded his expectations.

There was a high probability that the patient would develop hepatic encephalopathy after the TIPS surgery. Some patients would suffer from complications such as bleeding due to the excessive number of punctures.

However, when he looked at the patient in front of him, how could he have a similar problem?

All of them were in high spirits and kept praising Chief Kong and Doctor Zheng’s surgical skills.

Although these words sounded fake and did not reach the point, they did not have any symptoms of hepatic encephalopathy at all.

“How is it, Chief Sun?” Chief Kong asked with a smile. “I’ll find a few masters and doctorates who have entered the clinic to go to your place. You don’t have to worry about the night shift. Just take your bed and share the profits.”

Sun Ming’s thoughts were moved.

If there was no risk, but he could increase his income, and that would be a great thing!

However, he was still very cautious and did not directly agree to Chief Kong’s request.

Zheng Ren finally understood what Chief Kong was doing.

This kind of policy was also available in Sea City, but it was a different situation for cities. Even large hospitals could not eat enough, let alone transfer patients to community hospitals.

The population loss in the northeast was serious, so there was no need for this policy.

But now… was this not a path to heaven?!

Before the surgery, the patients were hospitalized in the community hospital and had their check-ups done. It did not take up the 912’s beds at all. Six beds a day, and then the patients were observed for one night. If there was nothing else, the patients would be transferred to the community hospital to continue liver preservation treatment and wait for the second stage of surgery.

If it could be done, it would simply be too perfect!

In the Department of Digestive Medicine and the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery, he thickened his skin and asked for two beds for a total of ten beds, and ten patients for surgery a day…

It seemed that the huge number of surgeries required for the Nobel Prize was not a difficult problem.

Zheng Ren felt that the sky had brightened in an instant!

“Boss Zheng, let’s have dinner together tonight,” Chief Kong said with a smile.

“Okay,” Zheng Ren agreed without hesitation.

Sun Ming was overjoyed.

If he could really get on the good side of Boss Zheng, it would be a great road for him, the so-called director of a community hospital that was half-dead!

‘Old Kong is really something!’ Sun Ming thought to himself.