The Surgeon's Studio

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After hanging up the phone, President Wang was about to go out when a figure pushed the door open quietly. "Chief Wang, you're here." Director Wang took a look and saw that it was the patient's family member. However, it was not the person who had asked the patient to eat, but another person. "Eh? What's wrong?" "Chief Wang, I'll have to trouble you to go on stage for the surgery later." The patient's family member bent his back slightly and smiled politely. He turned around and closed the door. Then, he took out a thick envelope from his bosom and was about to stuff it into chief Wang's arms. "What are you doing?" "I won't accept any red packets. Besides, I'm not the one performing the surgery," director Wang said unhappily. "I'm just going to trouble you to come up on stage. After all, you're an expert in the capital. What kind of good doctor can we have in Haicheng?" When the patient's family saw that director Wang did not seem to be being polite, they were also very anxious. They threw the envelope on the bed in the on – call room, bowed deeply, and said,"Chief Wang, I'll have to trouble you for the surgery." With that, he turned and ran, not giving CEO Wang a chance to refuse. President Wang smiled bitterly as he held the envelope in his hand. His mind was filled with the words of President su from the 912 vascular Department. Was boss Zheng's surgery already this amazing? Number one in the world? President su was usually a steady man. How could he make such a judgment? It can't be! Boss Zheng's surgery was indeed amazing, but it was not enough to be used as a teaching surgery. The director of the 912 Department had to stay behind and learn all the general knowledge at this late hour. And to say that it was learning was already a nice way of putting it. He weighed the red packet in his hand. It was about two thousand Yuan. CEO Wang smiled. If he were to perform the surgery himself, he would just accept it. However, boss Zheng was in the operating room, and things would not be right if he were to take it away. "This is really troublesome. I still have to pay for the hospital fees," director Wang thought as he weighed the money. …… Zheng Ren explained the patient's condition to the patient's family members and spoke a lot. He realized that after his intervention skill tree had reached its peak, even his ability to explain his illness seemed to have improved. The language was more concise and easier to understand. Perhaps it was because he had a deeper understanding of anatomy and disease. Before the operation, he informed director Wang and went to the operating theater. He left a message for Xie Yiren on his phone. When he walked out of the ward, he saw Feng Xuhui standing at the door of the ward, looking out the window and waiting quietly. The largest suitcase was placed beside Liu Xiaojie, quietly waiting to be summoned. "Feng, let's go." Zheng Ren called out. "President Zheng, is it a bolege removal surgery?" Feng Xuhui asked. "Oh, you even know about removing the thrombosis?" "I've learned all the interventional surgeries, but I only got a general idea. I'm thinking that I should at least know what you need, President Zheng. " Feng Xuhui smiled as he spoke to Zheng Ren. "Yes, continue to work hard." Zheng Ren patted Feng Xuhui's shoulder and walked past Liu Xiaojie. He still didn't notice her existence and treated her like air. Liu Xiaojie was curious. Was this boss Zheng pretending to be a gentleman, or did he really not see her? Back in the imperial capital, no matter how insistent Zhou chunyong was, he would still smile and talk to him. She was confident in her looks, but it must be an act. Men are all big pigs, Liu Xiaojie thought to herself. Zheng Ren changed his clothes and walked into the operating room. "President Zheng, you're so busy." Chu Yanzhi grumbled,'shouldn't he be lying down at home and watching his drama at this hour? I actually have to work overtime. " "Come to 912." "I'm really free," Zheng Ren said with a smile."I have nothing to do." "Tsk, you're bragging." "It's true. I'm not in charge of the emergency department, so I work during the day and have weekends off. I can also go out and perform freelance surgeries. Oh right, Su Yun said that she might be going to Inner Mongolia soon. Are you two sisters interested?" "Inner Mongolia? Where are you going?" "Someone asked me to go to a hospital in the middle flag of the right wing of colqin for surgery, and I'll hang out there. I've never been there, but I heard from Su Yun that there's a desert where we can camp and set up a bonfire. " "Alright!" Chu Yan Zhi jumped up in excitement. For the people who grew up in the city, it was rare to see camping bonfires or desert full moons. Not to mention the full moon in the desert, even if the fog was lighter, it would be considered good weather if the moon could be seen. "By the way, the patient is under local anesthesia. What are you doing here?" Zheng Ren asked. "CEO Wang said he wanted to cut the intestines, so I didn't leave." "So you don't need me," Chu Yanzhi said. "I think the intestines can still be preserved, so don't go yet. If I can't do it, I'll have to call you over." "President Zheng, do you really think it's a good idea to use a Houseman like this?" "It's alright. " Zheng Ren smiled and said,"housemen can't be on duty independently. There are only a few people in our hospital. We can still use them." By the way, do you still need to report to your foreign teacher?" "At the start, we still wanted to, but my sister and I are of higher skill level, so there's nothing to say." Chu Yanzhi smiled."Who says housemen can't be on duty? my sister and I are certified. According to the country's requirements, we must be on duty independently." "Go to the anesthesia department. I'm just joking. You still need general anesthesia." Zheng Ren said with a smile. "What?" "The patient has severe abdominal pain, and it will be risky to use local anesthesia. Although I can still do it, general anesthesia is still better. " Zheng Ren said with a smile. The patient had already been sent over and Chu Yan Zhi skipped over to give the patient anesthesia. Zheng Ren looked at Chu Yingzhi's back and still could not understand. Even if they were fraternal twins, the difference in their personalities was too big. "Feng, where's the box? Let me take a look at the medical consumables. " Zheng Ren walked into the operation room and asked. Liu Xiaojie pushed the box over and stood to the side, watching quietly. Feng Xuhui saw that Zheng Ren was about to reach out, so he immediately pulled the box over and opened it. "Slow down, don't rush." Zheng Ren squatted down and started to pick out various medical consumables. "President Zheng, please take a look and see if there's anything missing." Feng Xuhui said,"I prepared them myself. I didn't have the chance to let you take a look." Zheng Ren took a look and saw that the basic medical consumables were all there. For those that he did not have, he could replace them with the current consumables, so he just smiled and did not say anything. He picked out the things he wanted and handed them to the circulating nurse. "Where's Yiren?" The circulating nurse asked. "I'm sending the Department Director Home. He'll be back soon. " Zheng Ren went to wash his hands. Then, Zheng Ren sat on the sofa in the back and looked through the lead glass at Chu Yanzhi, who was busy, thinking about the recent events. If the removal of the thrombosis was successful, there would be no need for intubated thrombosis. In that case, he could return to the capital city and continue with the TIPS surgery. By right, Dr. Mehal would be arriving soon, so the second stage of the surgery should not be too difficult. Let's just give him the prostate surgery. As for the Nobel Prize, Zheng Ren didn't think about it anymore. It did not matter if he could not get any clinical skills. Anything was good if he was happy.