The Surgeon's Studio

If he had the ability, he would return the favor. If he didn't have the ability, he would endure it and one day, he would return the favor with a punch.

This was Zheng Ren's life motto.

Womer was sitting in front of him, telling him that he wanted to take the initiative to tell Dr. Olsen that he would withdraw from the competition for the Nobel Prize.

Really F * cking hell! Zheng Ren really wanted to smack the pretentious vampire's face with garlic.

Although Zheng Ren didn't like the Nobel Prize, which had long lost its fairness and objectivity, it didn't mean that he was willing to run ten thousand miles to an old castle in the Alps where he couldn't see the light of day for the rest of his life to suffer.

F * ck!

She would definitely find trouble with him.

His energy could not keep up. After all, even if he had an eidetic memory and could read steles on a cursory glance, Zheng Ren's mental energy was still in a state of exhaustion after reading ten years 'worth of medical records in thirty minutes.

With a sense of injustice rising in his heart, Zheng Ren entered the system space, opened the energy serum, and gulped it down.

He would usually wonder if the medicine given to him by the big pig trotter contained any unusual substances, but Zheng Ren did not care about that now. He was doing things based on his feelings.

He did not believe that he would not be able to find any faults in his ten years of medical records.

There were no medical records in this world that could not be found to be problematic, unless it was written by Chang Yue!

"Boss, what are you thinking about?" Su Yun only took a look before the notebook was taken away.

Su Yun was looking at the latest information. Just like Zheng Ren, she concluded that old Roche was only getting old. His congenital Parkinson's disease was already very difficult to control, and many of his organs had already started to show various kinds of failures.

It was a very typical case, and there was no objection.

Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren and asked in surprise when she saw that he was still deep in thought.

"He's looking for a problem. " Zheng Ren spoke bluntly.

"Haha, see, I told you that you're stingy." Su Yun smiled."You ..."

"Don't say anything. I seem to have thought of something. " "I was just thinking about it, but you interrupted me," Zheng Ren said.

"Tsk!" Su Yun said in disdain.

A few minutes later, Womer appeared at the door again.

"Dear Dr. Zheng, because Dr. Ludi has something to do, our consultation has to be brought forward." Womer was still elegant and calm.

However, Zheng Ren felt more of a sense of hypocrisy and disgust from her attitude. The rotten smell passed down from the Middle Ages was as unpleasant as a shroud.

He stood up in silence. Su Yun followed behind him. Fan Tianshui and the old squad leader had been maintaining a vigilant and defensive posture.

He followed Womer out of the living room and into another room.

"Control the blood pressure! Control the blood pressure!" An irritable voice came from the room."Send me the x - ray quickly! Why can't you have surgery?"

Zheng Ren was stunned. Surgery? Old Luocheng's illness was a chronic disease in Internal Medicine, and it was impossible to treat it with surgery.

"Dear Dr. Zheng, please analyze Dr. Ludi's temper. His wife, the beautiful Ms. Evansha, has just diagnosed a very serious illness." Womer explained,"unfortunately, Dr. Ludi has to fly back to The King's Hospital immediately."

"What illness?" Zheng Ren asked subconsciously.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a doctor," "I can't tell you the specific name," Womer said with a smile."But it should be a major operation a few years ago, and now there's a problem with the part where the operation was performed."

Zheng Ren walked into the room. The decorations here were very different from the reception room.

It was a completely modern facility. The first thing that came into view was a huge LED screen. What was displayed on it was not old Roche's Hospital bed, but another hospital.

That should be The King's Hospital.

The hospital was called King's College Hospital, London. It was King's College Hospital in London United Kingdom.

This hospital had been established in 1840, and its various skills were among the best in the world, especially in liver diseases, which had a unique and unique skill.

For example, an India Doctor Who worked at King's Hospital performed a liver transplant on a five - day - old baby.

This surgery was recorded in the Guinness World Records.

King's Hospital and the University of Oxford worked closely together, and the warm liver transplant surgery was invented by the hospital, which made doctors around the world lose their sense of direction. This was a milestone project for organ transplant surgery, and it was enough to win a Nobel Prize, if only the Nobel Prize was awarded to a clinical surgical method.

A normal transplant would require a low temperature treatment.

However, the new technology developed by the University of Oxford could preserve the liver at 37 degrees Celsius for 24 hours!

This technology was undoubtedly innovative, but it was kept a secret. Zheng Ren didn't know how they did it.

From the big screen, it looked like a room used for consultation in The King's Hospital. More than a dozen doctors were sitting there, facing Dr. Ludi's roar.

"Let's cut it off," Wumer said indifferently as he walked into the room.

The scene was immediately cut off.

The light and shadow disappeared, and Zheng Ren felt the entire room darken.

"Bastard!" Dr. Ludi roared.

"Be quiet, professor Ludi." "I'll give you an hour,"Womer said coldly," then you can fly back to London to arrange for your wife's funeral. "

This mouth of his was really F * cking annoying! Zheng Ren looked at wumer, then at Su Yun. He was even more evil than Su Yun.

At the very least, Su Yun would not make such a joke.

Perhaps it wasn't a joke, but a kind of condescending and arrogant order.

"Lord Womer, my wife suffered from an aortic arch replacement surgery and suffered from an aortic dissection. I think I need to go back immediately." Dr. Ludi suppressed his anger and whispered.

"No, you'll have to work here for at least an hour to explain the condition to our tenured professor at the Massachusetts General Hospital and listen to his opinion. There's only one hour left. I believe that your wife's condition will not change. " Wumer said.

"But ..."

"No one can perform the surgery. Even if you go back, you can't do anything." Womer said coldly,"if you don't want to not have enough money for a funeral after your wife's death, consider my suggestion. Oh, by the way, do you want to be buried with your beautiful wife? This is indeed a romantic idea. "

Dr. Ludi was very angry. He slowly lowered his head and clenched his fists.

2.35 seconds later, he said in a low voice,""Lord Womer, I would like to request to see my wife's video data first."

"As you wish, but you only have 5 minutes." Wumer said.

Dr. Ludi immediately turned around and walked to a computer,"is the data transmission complete?"

His assistant didn't say anything, but quickly played the image.

Zheng Ren was curious and went over. It was the same for Su Yun. She followed behind Zheng Ren to take a look at the disease that was almost certain to kill her.

The aortic dissection surgery was almost the largest surgery in the cardiothoracic Department.

It was called the benall technique in academia, but it was more commonly known as the elephant's nose surgery in China. It was described as such because the aortic arch was like the trunk of an elephant.

The image appeared on the screen. Zheng Ren could not help but sigh after looking at it.