The Surgeon's Studio

"How many people?" Zheng Ren asked.

"There are 23 professors, experts, and scholars from all over the world who came with Dr. Mehal." Su Yun said,"they're all the kind that can perform surgery." I raised the price to one million and stopped those who were talking big. "

"What about in China?" Zheng Ren continued to ask.

"Director Zhou is familiar with 11 directors from different places."

Thirty - four people, it seemed like a pretty good team.

"The foreign expert requested to teach in English, but I rejected him." "Of course!" Su Yun laughed."We have to speak Chinese now that we're in China. We can't spoil them."

"Yes." "Tomorrow morning?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Old Zhou told me that he has specially prepared a small operating table for dissection. Speaking of which, how did you guys go to school?"

"There aren't many cadavers. How else can we go?" Zheng Ren said without any expression.

"Old Zhou said that there's a separate small operating table for dissection. At that time, when the lights around you go dark, you'll be the only one standing under the shadowless lamp. It's enough for you to show off. I thought about it and it felt like a concert. Old Zhou, not bad. "

Zheng Ren smiled. He was not interested in such things at all.

"Tomorrow, the second - Stage patients will be discharged from the hospital one after another, and we'll take in new patients. Old Liu is going to watch the dissection, so let Chang Yue stay at home. " Su Yun had already arranged everything.

Zheng Ren nodded. There was nothing to be picky about.

"The patient on Liu xuzhi's side has been admitted into the hospital. Once Dr. Mehal leaves, we can fly over." Su Yun's eyes lit up when she mentioned this.

"Yes." Zheng Ren was not like Su Yun, who loved the desert so much. To him, it was just an ordinary freelance surgery. He went to perform surgery, played for a night, and then flew back.

Su Yun had nagged about countless things, and seeing that Zheng Ren's emotions seemed to have stabilized, she heaved a sigh of relief.

Seriously, when a bad coward like the boss got angry, it was quite scary.

When he returned to the Department of interventional services, Liu Zewei was handling the discharge procedures for a patient.

The patient's postoperative recovery was relatively good, and the test results looked good. The patient didn't like to be in the hospital and always nagged that she shouldn't have come to the capital for treatment if there was nothing wrong.

If they wanted to be discharged, they could just sign the papers. It was not a problem for him to perform the surgery well.

Seeing that Zheng Ren had returned, Liu Zewei greeted him and asked,""When professor Shen went out to the clinic, he said that he had made an appointment with a very serious patient. There might be a small problem at home. Boss Zheng, what do you think ..."

"Where's professor Shen?" Zheng Ren asked.

"He went to the circulatory duct room to watch the installation of equipment." Liu Zewei said.

Zheng Ren gave professor Shen a CALL and got him to come back.

Zheng Ren did not really care about the severity of the patient's condition. As long as there were no surgical taboos, the patient's symptoms would be relieved after TIPS.

The reason why it was so difficult was because of the continuous research by countless doctors from the Department of interventional services. It was because of the good postoperative effects.

However, if the patient's family had a problem, the degree of danger would have to be carefully measured.

Zheng Ren definitely could not repeatedly court death at the edge of Room 404. This was the basic virtue of a doctor.

Professor Shen rushed back and Zheng Ren asked,""Old Liu said that there's a problem. What's with the patient who's in a very serious condition?"

"The patient is a 62 - year - old female patient. She vomited blood 12 days ago and was hospitalized in the local hospital. TIPS surgery is recommended. After the patient's blood condition improves, she can come to our hospital for treatment." Dr. Shen stood up straight and began to report his medical history.

Su Yun held her phone in her hand. Pengcheng's mu Tao had performed another five operations today, and he would be tired out. As he perfected the logistics statistics, he looked at professor Shen and laughed.

The boss's power was really growing day by day. When professor Shen reported his condition, his expression was the same as when he reported it to director Kong.

Would the crushing of skill level really have such a big impact? Su Yun's reply was slightly slower.

"He has a medical history of cerebral infarction and has difficulty walking. The patient's condition was suitable for surgery. But her two sons don't seem to be reliable. "

"How is it unreliable?"

"I see that the old lady is very dirty. It seems that she hasn't taken a bath for a long time. His two sons are very rude. The moment they came in, they complained about the long queue and that they couldn't get a specialist consultation. They could only get a consultation from me at my general clinic. " Dr. Shen said.

"How's the patient? Is it stable to vomit blood?"

"But if you look at his condition, you should hurry up and do the TIPS surgery. However, the patient's family members were quite fierce and did not understand the situation. Boss Zheng, you decide. " Dr. Shen said.

Zheng Ren muttered to himself for a minute.

Although one minute wasn't a long time, at this time, it seemed to be so long and unbearable.

"Give her a call and ask her to come to the hospital." Zheng Ren said.

Sometimes, the life and death of many people could be decided by a doctor's thoughts.

It wasn't that the hospital didn't want to treat the patients. If the same patients were left there, there was no need to consider the source of patients. All kinds of hotels outside the hospital were full of people who were waiting in line to be admitted to the hospital for surgery. In that case, it was a very delicate matter who he wanted to accept and who he didn't want to accept.

The first to be accepted would definitely be those with better medical skills.

This medical nature did not refer to giving red packets and the like. There were many people who gave red packets and reported it to the hospital administration Office or the inspection team.

One of the most important skills of a doctor was physiognomy. (Note 1)

The obedience of the patient and their family members could only be observed through their words and actions.

With so many patients waiting to be treated, who would not want to take in a few good doctors? No one would take the initiative to challenge the limits of the industry for no reason.

They only did it when they encountered it and had no choice.

Zheng Ren thought about it for a long time and finally decided to take it in. He judged that the situation of the patient's vomiting blood was not optimistic. After all, the local doctor had directly suggested TIPS, and he had also brought his two troublesome sons to the capital.

This meant that the local doctor's tone when explaining the patient's condition should be very strict and serious.

In other words, if the patient did not receive TIPS soon, he could vomit blood at any time and die in a small hotel near 912.

Because the surgery was done to the best of his ability, Zheng Ren did not mind pushing himself to his limits. The possibility of him having a problem was much smaller than other doctors. In addition to Chang Yue's insurance ...

Even so, Zheng Ren was still trying hard to overcome his psychological barrier and made a difficult choice.

"Alright," he said. "Boss Zheng, I will be careful," Liu Zexi said.

After that, Liu Zewei began to flip through the documents that professor Shen had created. He found the information of the 62 - year - old female patient and made a call.

He was using the Department's landline. After a few beeps, a voice came from the phone.

"Who are you?"

His voice was especially loud, and it sounded like he was about to fight.

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[Note 1: a teacher said it. There were a few examples given at the time, and they all struck a chord in my heart.] It wasn't fortune - telling, but the kind of medical advice.