The Surgeon's Studio

One had to be experienced to take the blame. How big were their small shoulders? what could they do? Taking ten thousand steps back, if something really happened and you had to take the blame, would I, old Zhou, treat you badly?

That was a blessing in disguise.

Zheng Ren did not care much. He sat at the side and looked at the X-ray over and over again.

"Boss, What are you looking at?" Su Yun asked.

"Since I have nothing to do, I'll think about how to perform the surgery." Zheng Ren smiled and said,"overall, there's no big problem. Let's do the angiography to confirm it."

"Are you Dr. Zheng?" Lin Yuan walked over hesitantly. However, once she made her decision, she stopped thinking about other things and became natural and unrestrained.

"Yes." Zheng Ren looked at the film and nodded slightly. He didn't notice if the person standing beside him was a beautiful woman with a ponytail or a bald old man.

"Who are you?" Su Yun raised her head unhappily and blew a breath of air. The black hair on her forehead fluttered in the wind as if expressing her dissatisfaction.

"I'm Lin Yuan, I'm ..."

"Harvard Medical School. Ph.D. Right? I know." Su Yun took the opportunity before Zheng Ren could reach out his hand and directly interrupted Lin Yuan's words.

Lin Yuan stretched out his hand and stood in front of Zheng Ren, stunned.

"Doctor Lin, please have a seat." Zheng Ren was very gentle, but he still did not look at her. He did not even notice her outstretched hand."What do you need?"

"I ..." Before Lin Yuan could say anything, he was interrupted by Su Yun.

"Boss, do you think that you're so easy to get close to?"

Uh ... Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment. Why did she become so approachable after just saying a few words to him?

"You're harming her!" Su Yun made an exaggerated expression."Even her PhD supervisor would have to greet you politely when she sees you."

"I won 't." "You don't even know what her profession is," Zheng Ren said.

"Harvard Medical School only accepts very few international students every year, and it only offers four Ph.D. Degrees in biology." Su Yun disdainfully said as she brushed her black hair through her forehead.

He seemed to be very dissatisfied with Lin Yuan calling his boss doctor Zheng.

"I'm a clinical ..."

"He's just a Ph.D. Student. What's so different about him?" Su Yun said disdainfully,"from the way you diagnosed her, you must have been very hardworking in school. Do you think you're omnipotent?"

Lin Yuan frowned and looked at Su Yun.

How could this person be so rude!

"Forget it, Su Yun," "Doctor Lin, do you have any questions?" Zheng Ren asked with a smile.

"Doctor Zheng, may I ask how you thought of pulmonary vein anastomosis from radio frequency resuscitation?"

"Oh, I didn't think of it from radio frequency meltdown." Zheng Ren replied.

"But you ..."

"If you didn't say that, would professor Wu have accepted it?" Su Yun glanced at Lin Yuan and said,"you can see that there's a problem with the pulmonary vein at a glance. Am I right, boss?"

"No, I only confirmed it after looking at it for nearly a minute."

Lin Yuan felt that this boss Zheng was even more detestable than the arrogant and domineering doctor called Su Yun. What was he showing off for? This kind of faint posturing was the most annoying.

"You're asking about radio frequency resection?" Zheng Ren looked at Lin Yuan and said,"the occurrence of PvP after radio frequency resection was 3% to 8% before 2004. From 2004 to 2016, it was 2% to 3%. The missed diagnosis and misdiagnosis rate are higher." The average time for the diagnosis was 16 weeks. They were often misdiagnosed as pneumonia, asthma, pulmonary embolism, lung cancer, and so on. The patient in front of us is a typical case of lung cancer. "

"This data ..."

"There's some in the library. After you're done watching the surgery, if you're interested, you can go back and take a look. " Zheng Ren felt that he had said enough, so he stopped the conversation.

"Yes, in case he only says that he feels that there's a problem but doesn't know where the problem is." Su Yun followed up.

Lin Yuan's ponytail swayed slightly, a little angry.

However, Su Yun was speaking the truth, and she could not refute her.

"Boss Zheng, it's time to send the patient." There was news from Zhou chunyong's side and he came to call Zheng Ren.

Lin Yuan looked at Zhou chunyong, who was so polite as if he was reporting his medical history to a senior doctor, and was a little puzzled.

I'll just follow and take a look.

"Boss, Zou Yu has arranged the place. Master Yan is here too." Su Yun said as she looked at the comments on her phone.

"Oh, sure," "The surgery will be done soon. We'll go together after the patient is sent back," Zheng Ren said.

The last sentence was directed at Zhou chunyong.

"Damn ... I forgot to call Feng!" Su Yun said.

"Do you know where this operating theater is?"

"I've been here twice. Who's like you, a homebody? It's already a blessing that we didn't get lost in 912. "

Su Yun was used to berating her own boss.

After entering the operating room and changing her clothes, Su Yun sat down in the operating room. She had no intention of doing anything.

Zhou chunyong was already used to it, but he was not prepared to be the chief surgeon for this surgery.

After all, he was not familiar with the anatomical structure, and the pulmonary vein was not his best area. With boss Zheng around, it would be good enough if he could be an assistant.

He greeted Zheng Ren honestly and went to disinfect the wound.

The on-duty doctor from the Department of interventional services of Beijing Cancer Hospital was dumbfounded as he looked at Zhou chunyong disinfecting his hands.

The Department Director of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery in Beijing was going to perform surgery?

However, was it really acceptable to perform surgery from another hospital and discipline?

He didn't know if he should step forward, criticize Zhou chunyong, and chase him away, or pretend not to see him.

If he pretended not to see anything, he would have to take the blame if something happened.

The doctor on duty was so anxious that his back was covered in sweat, but he quickly understood.

I'll call the second-tier professors and ask. I definitely won't take the blame for this!

Seeing that Zhou chunyong was already preparing to disinfect the wound, the doctor on duty immediately ran to the corridor where the signal was good and called the second-string doctor, professor Jiang.

The call went through, but her phone rang in the changing room.

'We're already here. That's good, that's good. '

"What's wrong?" Professor Jiang's question came from the changing room.

The doctor on duty quickly ran in and whispered,""Teacher Jiang, director Zhou is disinfecting the patient."

"So fast! Old Zhou is so mean!" Professor Jiang said angrily.

Seeing what he was thinking, the doctor on duty let out a long breath.

"Teacher Jiang, I think so too."

Professor Jiang didn't say anything more. Instead, he changed his clothes quickly. Before she could tie the belt of her pants, she slipped into her slippers and walked towards the operating room.

"Teacher Jiang, the hat."

Professor Jiang quickly fastened his belt and put on a sterile cap and a sterile mask. He walked behind them while fastening his belt.

He walked a little fast and his pants were not tied tightly. Before he walked out of the changing room, his pants fell down.

“MD!”Professor Jiang cursed and quickly pulled up his pants. He hurried into the operating room while tying the straps.

Look at how angry teacher Jiang is!

The doctor on duty was secretly glad that he did not allow director Zhou to disinfect the wound.

If teacher Jiang were to take his anger out on him, he would probably not have a good ending.