The Surgeon's Studio

Panda Novel

After checking the ward, Sun Ming saw all six patients. Although the clinical matters had been left behind for many years, he could still tell what the patient’s post-operation state was like.

There were no problems with the patients at all. The postoperative symptoms were light and were all similar to normal people.

Therefore, Sun Ming’s mind was also active.

Chief Kong went out to eat. Zheng Ren first told Xie Yiren that he would be home later tonight. Then, he went to the car alone with Chief Kong, Sun Ming, and the others to eat.

The place that Chief Kong arranged for could not be described as luxurious, but it was relatively quiet.

Zheng Ren did not have the mood to eat. From the moment he sat down, he did not wait for Sun Ming to express his gratitude for seeing the patient. He directly explained the new TIPS surgery to Sun Ming.

Sun Ming was stunned when he heard it.

It was known as the most difficult surgery in the Interventional Department. In Boss Zheng’s hands, it was really as f*cking easy as cabbage.

Other hospitals only had one TIPS surgery every few days, but Boss Zheng had a few TIPS surgeries every day.

After some calculations, Sun Ming was completely moved.

When he heard that Zheng Ren’s TIPS surgery was actually broadcast live in Xinglin Garden, he fell into a state of confusion and could not extricate himself.

Live broadcast TIPS surgery!

His reaction was the same as Chief Kong’s initial reaction. He found it hard to believe.

However, the live broadcast had already started for a period of time. The surgery was very smooth and there were no mistakes at all.

Sun Ming was a little emotional. This Boss Zheng looked young, but he was really awesome!

“Boss Zheng, you went to the Mayo Clinic to do TIPS surgery, right?” Sun Ming asked.

“No,” Zheng Ren said. “They did research on the treatment of hypertension with radiofrequency ablation of the kidney. There were some problems after the surgery, so I went to do the surgery for the separation of blood vessels and nerves.”

Sun Ming was instantly speechless.

It was understandable that he was proficient in a surgery. Either he had accumulated the ability over years of practice and study, or he was gifted. Coupled with his good luck, he encountered a special treatment method for a particular surgery, so it was possible for such a situation to occur.

Although the possibility was extremely low, it was possible.

However, it was difficult to understand Zheng Ren to be the Boss Zheng.

It was very rare for him to be proficient in both intervention and surgery.

However, although he was surprised, he did not show it on his face. Instead, he lightly praised Zheng Ren. He treated it as a foil to the atmosphere, so that the atmosphere at the banquet was neither warm nor cold. Everyone felt very comfortable.

After drinking two cups with Chief Kong, he gradually became familiar with Zheng Ren. Sun Ming asked about some relevant information, but he did not get a definite answer. He was going to go back and ask the relevant people, and then talk about it.

This community hospital could be said to be Sun Ming’s only source of capital and hope for the rest of his life.

After dinner, when he returned home, Sun Ming’s mind was still filled with the words, “Don’t treat others lightly.”

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America, Minnesota, Mayo Medical Center…

Professor Danilo Acosta was roaring.

For him, finding another doctor to take over the treatment of patients after the kidney radiofrequency ablation surgery was a great insult.

However, the patient’s condition was not good, so the boss of the project team directly made the decision and sought the help of other doctors in the Interventional Surgery Department.

If that was the case, it would be fine.

If there was a problem with the interventional surgery, Professor Danilo Acosta did not mind learning about it and improving his own level of surgery.

However, in the reply email, he actually rejected the entire procedure of radiofrequency ablation to remove the renal sympathetic nerves from the very beginning.

This was something that Professor Danilo Acosta could not tolerate. It was really too much! Without any specific and convincing examination, he was able to determine that the patient’s renal artery had fused with the renal sympathetic nerve?

This was simply ridiculous.

However, the entire project team’s expert from various disciplines discussed it for four to five days, but there was still no conclusion.

In the end, the big boss decided to let the doctor who had been nominated for the Nobel Prize this year perform the surgery. When he was treating the patient, Professor Danilo Acosta finally could not help but start to complain and roar.

This was the most ridiculous thing that he had encountered in his decades of medical practice.

It was too abominable!

He knew that the big boss’ goal was very simple. The project had already reached a dead end, and it was very difficult to make any breakthroughs. The first and second phases of this project were very smooth. However, when it entered the third phase of human trials, countless problems happened.

It was better to have a solution than to have no solution. It was much better than fumbling in the dark.

However, Professor Danilo Acosta was not convinced.

If the surgery was successful, would it mean that the radiofrequency ablation to remove the renal sympathetic nerves was a total failure?

When he asked this question, the big boss did not care about his question at all.

Professor Danilo Acosta would not care about the life and death of a Chinese doctor, but he felt that there was a ball of fire burning in his chest.

Unwillingness and anger were like raging flames in his chest, making him extremely irritable.

“Danilo, calm down,” a friend in the research group reminded him. “Problems have to be solved. Isn’t it a good thing that someone solves a difficult problem?”

“Ronnie, do you think this is a good thing?” Danilo sneered and said.

“The entire research has entered a dead end. You know this,” Ronnie shrugged and made an exaggerated gesture.

“What I mean is, what if the Chinese doctor’s guess is right?!” Professor Danilo Acosta voiced his concern.

For some reason, he had a little faith in the Chinese doctor’s ‘absurd’ judgment. Perhaps it was the bonus of the nomination for the Nobel Prize, or perhaps it was the reason why the Chinese doctor, who had ignored the consultation and was invited by the Mayo Clinic to operate, actually asked him to wait for a few days because he was too busy.

“How is that possible? Your imagination is as bad as the dessert at the dessert shop in 47th Street. It’s piled up into a pile, and I feel disgusted just by looking at it. I think it would be better for the project if I turn your imagination into a driving force for research.”

“I’m sorry for your description. I really want to stuff my boots into your mouth,” Danilo said angrily.

“Calm down. What you need to do is record the relevant surgical content. If there’s a mistake, it’s not your responsibility. This mistake wasn’t caused by our project team either. It was caused by that Chinese doctor, the Nobel Prize nominee, making a mistake and making a terrible diagnosis.”

Professor Danilo Acosta knew that this would be the case, but… he still could not accept a Chinese doctor taking over the follow-up treatment for the radiofrequency ablation of the kidney that was supposed to be his.

Because this meant compromise and lack of confidence in the entire project.

Moreover, he was worried that once the surgery was successful, the entire project team, more than ten top experts in various fields… What would they do in the future?

Would they really admit their mistakes and follow the guidance of the Chinese doctor to carry out the following work?

No, that was the worst thing that could happen!