The Surgeon's Studio

After smoking a cigarette, Zheng Ren and Su Yun left.

When he passed by the resuscitation room, Zheng Ren stuck his head out to take a look. The patient's vital signs were stable, and the stabilizing effect was already effective. There was no other diagnosis on the system panel, so he should be fine.

He decided to go to the inpatient department for a detailed examination and treatment. Zheng Ren stopped thinking about the patient.

He made an appointment with Zhou Litao to go to cui's old house in the afternoon, so he went straight back to the ward.

In the office, her ponytail was swaying behind the computer as usual.

"Boss, Chang Yue definitely needs to rest for a few days. I've brought a few people over." Su Yun said,"don't tire out the animal inside."

"What animal?" Zheng Ren frowned.

"I'm just telling the truth. What's there to be unhappy about?" Su Yun asked,"have you calculated the working hours of the rich kids?"

"It should be 14 hours?"

"You know? I thought you didn't know." Su Yun said in disdain.

"If you want to win the Nobel Prize, you have to do this." Zheng Ren spread his hands.

Su Yun thought for a while and recalled a few candidates. She was ready to be transferred to the 912 headquarters to help write medical records.

Ward rounds, shifts, and busy yet orderly work began the day.

The work of most clinicians was extremely boring and dull. They would hold on to a few common surgical methods and continue to do them until the end of time.

Only a successful specialist could perform thousands of cholecystectomies and thyroid resection in his life.

As for the Department of interventional services, it was also very common for doctors to perform interventional embolism treatment and radio frequency dissolution for thousands of liver cancer cases.

He saw almost the same thing every day, and it was disgusting to see it, so driving in the operating theater was just a way to adjust his mood.

Otherwise, it would really make one feel tired of it.

Zhao Wenhua was also a little tired of it, but he tried to divert his attention in other ways.

For example, how many surgeries did he perform this year, his ranking in the country for the number of surgeries, whether he could win the title of academician of the United States Academy of foreign Sciences, and so on.

The Interventional Cardiology Department was a new discipline, and it could barely be considered surgery. At least, that was what Zhao Wenhua thought. Becoming an academician at the United States Academy of foreign Sciences was Zhao Wenhua's ultimate dream.

Recently, he didn't go to provoke boss Zheng. He just nodded and smiled when he met him. His days were quite comfortable, and his life returned to its former rhythm.

No matter how well boss Zheng's side was doing, it had nothing to do with him? That might not be the case.

Zhao Wenhua watched Lin Ge, who had been idle for more than a decade, turn the tables and felt a little regretful.

During the earthquake relief, Department Director Kong led the others to the front line to support the disaster relief, leaving him at home to manage the daily work.

When boss Zheng first came back, it would have been great if he had shown more kindness. At this point in time, Lin Ge would probably be able to get everything he could.

There was no medicine for regret in this world.

Zhao Wenhua could only think about it occasionally. Now, he didn't dare to hope to ride on boss Zheng's coattails and sing all the way.

He just wanted to avoid getting the attention of boss Zheng, especially his assistant, Dr. Su, who was so cunning.

After the shift was over and the ward rounds were made, the in-service training doctors under Zhao Wenhua would lead the patients into surgery.

He was not in a hurry. Someone from his hometown came to watch the film today.

After the ward round, the ward area's door opened, and the old man came in with the scans.

Zhao Wenhua wasn't familiar with him, but he was a professor in the capital, so it was only natural that there would be people coming to him for treatment. He was already used to it and enjoyed the admiration and respect from his relatives and friends in his hometown.

"Professor Zhao, how are you? I'm a friend of the third Prince." The people from his family came to find Zhao Wenhua and said respectfully.

The third child was a distant relative of Zhao Wenhua. He didn't even know how to address him.

This was a relationship that couldn't be any further apart, so Zhao Wenhua didn't really care. He took the scan and inserted it into the film reader.

Zhao Wenhua did not look at the CT and MRI scans directly. Instead, he glanced at the ultrasound report.

Abdominal ultrasound results showed that there was a 3.0- 3.4 cm heterogeneous tumor in the liver, and the possibility of liver cancer was high. The CT scan of his lungs reported old tuberculosis.

The patient's alpha-fetal protein value was normal.

Not all liver cancer patients had a high a-fetoprotein value. Zhao Wenhua glanced at the test sheet and started to read the film.

There was a CT scan, an MRI scan, and he had taken his words seriously. Zhao Wenhua was very satisfied with this.

The MRI scan showed that there was a heterogeneous tumor with low to equal signal density in the T1-weighted image, and the tumor had an equal to high signal density in the T2-weighted image.

After injecting the contrast agent, the lesion would be strengthened towards the heart with blood supply.

It was a typical scan of liver cancer.

Zhao Wenhua looked at it for more than ten seconds before he took the scan and put it into the bag."Where's the patient?"

"Professor Zhao, my mother is at home. It's not convenient for us to come to the capital. I'll bring the X-ray over for you to take a look."

"Send him for surgery." "The diagnosis is clear," Zhao Wenhua said.

The patient's family had already known that he was diagnosed with liver cancer. They had come to Beijing just to let Zhao Wenhua take a look. In fact, their main purpose was to look for him for surgery.

Seeing that Zhao Wenhua had agreed, he took a deep bow and held the film bag, wanting to say something.

"I'm going to the surgery. " Zhao Wenhua felt that this person was simply too insensible. After watching the film, he still did not leave and wanted to talk to him.

Do you know how busy you are every day?

"Professor Zhao, I didn't get a good look at the X-ray. Can I have another look?" Zheng Ren sat in his usual seat and suddenly said.

Zhao Wenhua's heart skipped a beat.

Zhao Wenhua still had a fresh memory of his lung isolation.

It wasn't rare for him to look at X-rays in the office. Every day, when boss Zheng finished his shift and made ward rounds, he would sit in a familiar position and read the fifth edition of the external surgery book for a while before he went to perform surgery.

But in the past, he never spoke, and the two of them were like strangers.

What was going on today?

Zhao Wenhua did not believe that he did not see it clearly.

The scan showed that it was a standard and typical liver cancer. With boss Zheng's level, it would be strange if he could not see it.

Could it be that boss Zheng was going to do something to him? This was the first thought that came to Zhao Wenhua's mind.

It was wrong!

He immediately dispelled the idea.

Boss Zheng didn't need to use any other methods to mess with him. They could even perform interventional surgery for an ectopic fetus, and this was a crushing difference between the two of them. He should stop being paranoid.

Was he wrong?

It can't be!

Zhao Wenhua frowned and was stunned for two seconds.

"Professor Zhao? Do you have an opinion?" Su Yun asked in a weird tone.

Zhao Wenhua shivered.

He didn't dare to have any objections. He was just trying to recall if there was a problem with the film.

"No, no, no." Zhao Wenhua immediately smiled and said,""I usually don't even have the chance to ask boss Zheng for help. It's rare that boss Zheng is interested today."

"Oh? Are you saying that the boss isn't friendly and always gives you a hard time?" Su Yun coldly said.