The Surgeon's Studio

Zheng Ren opened his eyes again and saw Johannes Mandy shouting into the phone. However, Mandy's figure was a little blurry, and it was still a double.

After a few seconds, the two figures slowly merged together, and it was slightly better.

"I'm awake, I'm fine. " Zheng Ren said softly.

As soon as he spoke, it was as if there was a small knife randomly stirring in his head. It was a ball of paste, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

Zheng Ren suddenly realized that he was still alive!

He's actually alive ... At the last moment before he lost consciousness, he vaguely saw the formation of the treatment method for lung lung lung lung cancer-related bronchitis mucus overflow. The huge amount of data seemed to have burst his brain, and then he fainted directly.

"It's good that you're alive." Zheng Ren was just about to recall the treatment for lung lung lung lung cancer-related pulmonary taximen when he saw countless stars before his eyes. He was hit by an invisible hammer again and almost fainted again.

"Zheng! Are you alright?" "I told master Kerry about you," Mandy said, yelling.

"I'm fine,"she said. Zheng Ren was in a daze and did not even dare to speak loudly.

"Oh my God, seeing your transformation ... Zheng, I think you need to rest." Mandy said.

"Of course I need to rest." Zheng Ren touched his body and realized that he was lying on the ground. It probably happened when he fell.

He could not rest yet. Zheng Ren was worried that he would sleep for 24 to 48 hours in a row after he went to sleep to replenish his energy.

It didn't matter to him. As long as he wasn't sucked dry, his energy could slowly recover. As for the aftereffects, that was not something that could be thought of now.

However, Little Rock could not.

"Don't move yet. " Zheng Ren said in a low voice.

Mandy was stunned, but she did not dare to disobey a doctor's "medical advice."

Zheng Ren tried his best to recall everything he had seen with the eye of truth after he overcame his dizziness, the endless mush in his mind, and the discomfort he felt after his psyche was exhausted.

After more than ten minutes, Zheng rencai regretfully realized that he had only come into contact with the right treatment for lung lung lung cancer-related tracheostomy. As for the rest of the treatment ... He had no impression at all.

His energy points were exhausted, and he fainted. He didn't see that part of the truth. Things were extremely F * cked up. He paid a huge price but didn't get the corresponding benefits. But at this time, he didn't even have the strength to curse. He whispered,""Mr. Mandy."

Johannes Mandy immediately came over and asked with concern,"Zheng."

"Oltrite, 25 μ g/h, administered via a micro pump." Zheng Ren said softly.

Mandy looked at Zheng Ren in confusion. This seemed to be some kind of medicine used in the digestive Department. Why was he using it on a lung cancer patient?

"Zheng, I think what you need now is rest." Johannes Mandy said anxiously,""Your patient's condition is better than yours. We'll talk about it after you recover."

"No, I'm fine now. Olquette, give him the medicine, immediately!" Zheng Ren used all his strength to say this, then his head felt like it was being cut by a knife, and he almost fainted again.

"..." Johannes Mandy was speechless.

It is an artificially synthesized octapid derivative of natural grostatin. Its pharmacological effects are similar to grostatin, but the effect lasts longer.

The drug had a variety of physiological activities, such as inhibiting growth hormones and thyroid-promoting hormones; It has an inhibiting effect on the secretion of stomach acid, pancreatic enzymes, pancreatic hemoglobin, and insulin.

In addition, it could also reduce stomach movement and gallbladder emptying, inhibit the secretion of cystic and pancreatic secretion, reduce pancreas secretion, and directly protect the substantive cell membrane of the pancreas.

It was suitable for preventing post-pancreatic surgery complications and relieving symptoms and physical signs related to gastrointestinal endocrine tumors.

Its most important use was in the treatment of acute pancreatitis. However, there were already drugs for 16-matters now, and oquint was not the first choice.

Because of Zheng Ren's insistence, the people from the Bota hospital and Johannes Mandy could not refuse, whether it was out of respect for the doctors or for their own lives.

Mandy asked someone to send Zheng Ren to rest. Zheng Ren repeated what he had said before and fell into a deep sleep.

The treatment of 25 μ g/h was too simple for him.

"Dr. Zheng is trying to prevent the patient from losing a large amount of body fluid, which will cause a digestive system disorder," Johannes Mandy guessed.

"Mr. Mandy, this doctor's order is simply nonsense." An invited diagonist said.

Dr. Carl, the patient is Zheng 'S. He has the right to do whatever he wants." Johannes Mandy did not care if the doctor's order was correct. He only cared about Zheng Ren's and Christian's satisfaction.

The only thing that Johannes Mandy had to do was to be responsible for his financial backer, whether it was for drug research or other things.

It went without saying how important Dr. Zheng was to the financial backer.

Old Roche, who had not left the castle for decades, had gone to the imperial capital twice in a year. This time, he was even left behind by Zheng in the imperial capital. He had come directly to see the patient.

For a moment, Johannes Mandy even began to suspect that the young patient was Dr. Zheng's illegitimate child.

If it were not for his son, who would have left old Luocheng aside, flew for thousands of miles, and even fainted in the ward?

Johannes Mandy knew that he seemed to have guessed the truth. He silently prayed that nothing would happen to Dr. Zheng and the young patient!

If Dr. Zheng's illegitimate son died, he might take his anger out on the burta hospital. No, he had to read all the medical documents again and read them in more detail!

From Mandy's point of view, Dr. Zheng's illegitimate child would not live for long.

Regardless of whether Dr. Zheng would get angry in the end, he still had to be prepared. At the thought of this, Johannes Mandy said,"Dr. Carl, take care of this small patient."

"I suggest ..."

"No, I don't need your advice now. All the treatments will be carried out according to Dr. Zheng's medical advice." Johannes Mandy said with certainty.

Then, he left in a hurry to take a look at Dr. Zheng. After that, he brought some people with him to sort out little stone's medical records.

Dr. Carl shrugged his shoulders. What Johannes Mandy had just said was the simplest way for him.

"Poor little fellow." Dr. Carl said in a low voice in German.

Little stone, who was connected to countless pipes and maintained his vital signs with machines such as respirators, was almost crushed into powder by the disease.

Carl believed that the patient's death was only a matter of time, and there was no value in treating him. Furthermore, Dr. Zheng was not a professional when it came to using medicine. Was it only olcousin? This was simply too much of a joke.