The Surgeon's Studio

Department Chief Kong was a little surprised.

No matter what, he was still the Department of Interventional Radiology’s Department Chief in the Capital’s large-scale tertiary Grade-A hospital. Although he was not the best in the country, he was definitely in the top ten.

If even he could not understand it… Did Zheng Ren manage to subvert the field of interventional radiology?

Although he did not quite believe Su Yun’s words, Department Chief Kong thought about it again. This was most probably Professor Rudolf Wagner’s tactic to declare the Nobel Prize as his. If it was so simple, it would not be believable.

He did not think about anything else. Zheng Ren had already taken out the film and inserted it into the reading device.

Diffusion-weighted magnetic resonance imaging of the liver?

Department Chief Kong took a look and was stunned.

The liver was only scanned with the contrast-enhanced 64-slice CT scan with image reconstruction. The B-ultrasound was rarely used because the resolution was not high enough.

No one had ever used nuclear magnetic resonance to look at the liver.

Things were becoming interesting. Department Chief Kong stood at the back with his arms crossed and eyes narrowed.

“Old Gao… Old Gao, look at this scan. Where should the puncture be?” Zheng Ren asked.

Gao Shaojie had already seen the film. He already had an idea of where it was in his mind. He took out a pen and pointed at a spot on the magnetic dispersion.

“Teacher Zheng, it’s here,” Gao Shaojie said.

Zheng Ren nodded. Gao Shaojie was indeed a genius who had graduated from a famous school. He was able to grasp the basic problem of magnetic dispersion imaging in such a short time to determine the TIPS surgical approach.

However, that was only the bare basics. There were still some issues with the place that he had pointed out.

“Gao, this point is fine but it’s still not the best spot,” Zheng Ren said. “The gradient pulses that are sensitive to dispersion are used and not used respectively. After two subtractions, there’s only the component of the signal drop in the direction of the gradient pulse caused by the protons in the dispersion movement. That means that when the image is formed due to the difference in the dispersion coefficient between the tissues, there may be artifacts.”

“Artifacts?” Gao Shaojie muttered.

Department Chief Kong was dumbfounded.

Clinicians were already very good at reading scans. Many doctors could only read the test reports of the scans themselves.

Regarding the gradient pulse that Zheng Ren had mentioned… The movement of protons… Was this really something that was covered when learning medicine?

“You also had surgery. During the last TIPS surgery, the… The third patient had a similar sort of situation. During the surgery, we were looking for the puncture point under the X-ray so it isn’t that this position isn’t good but more of the fact that the success rate is slightly lower.”

“Then…” Gao Shaojie was slightly depressed.

He thought that the position he had pointed out definitely had no issues.

It was because he had arrived last night. The first thing he had done upon arrival was to look at the patient and their four MRI diffusion films before studying them for the whole night.

However, he did not expect to be rejected by Zheng Ren again.

Despite that, Gao Shaojie immediately perked up when he recalled the patient that Zheng Ren had mentioned.

Gao Shaojie had seen all the patients Zheng Ren had performed TIPS surgery on before and knew all their data by heart. Without much trouble, the patient’s image appeared in his mind.

“The signal intensity of the gradient pulse is very high and there would be errors in the image judgment. Here, we need to lower the gradient. I remember telling you this before,” Zheng Ren said as he tapped the image with the pen in his hand.

Gao Shaojie felt a slight pain in his radial styloid process as if Zheng Ren was using a pair of hemostatic forceps to tap at his wrist.

Deep thoughts.

Deep thoughts.

Deep thoughts.

Zheng Ren was not in a hurry. After a few minutes, he said again, “The correct range of the patient’s puncture is here.”

While speaking, he used the pen to draw an imaginary range of about 0.5cm in diameter on the image.

“Dispersion is a vector. Not only does it have a size, but it also has a direction. As for the signal strength, we’ll still need to observe closely for a little bit longer for us to be able to tell how to reverse and correct it,” Zheng Ren lectured to Gao Shaojie as he nodded repeatedly.

Department Chief Kong sighed.

“Department Chief Kong, are you alright?” Su Yun asked in a concerned manner instead of using his usual provocative tone.

“I’m fine.” Department Chief Kong waved his hand. “Su Yun, do you know how to do it?”

Su Yun smiled and blew at his fringe. “Of course. I figured it out after listening to him talk about it twice.”

“Then I’ll give you a task.” Department Chief Kong did not bother holding back. “If you have time, teach it to the people in our department.”

“Department Chief Kong, you’re really not bothered to sugarcoat things. Let me tell you, the New England Magazine has already gotten the article ready. It’ll be published either today or tomorrow.” Su Yun continued, “The rich and powerful are waiting to use this to compete for the Nobel Prize.”

What he was trying to say was that the surgery was basically at a Nobel Prize-level.

Department Chief Kong was experienced in the ways of the world and knew that Su Yun was joking. He smiled and said, “Anyway, you’re going to the Capital. There won’t be much to do.”

“Oh? To the Capital?” Su Yun was stunned for a moment.

“I just asked Boss Zheng for his opinion. The first-aid department has sent people to support Sea City General Hospital’s emergency department since he’ll be heading to the Capital,” Department Chief Kong said. “Don’t tell me you don’t want to go. After so many years, returning home in glory is not enough for you to be smug?”

“Just look at what you’re saying.” Su Yun’s expression immediately changed.

“How many people are allowed to go?” Su Yun asked.

Department Chief Kong was puzzled. How many people were allowed to go? The hospital only needed Zheng Ren. Of course, Su Yun could go with him. In the past when he graduated from graduate school, many hospitals in the Capital were fighting over him as he was considered a rarity.

How many people? What did he mean?

Su Yun caught a glimpse of Department Chief Kong’s expression from the corner of his eye. He understood what was going on in his head and said, “Department Chief Kong, my boss has his own scrub nurse.”

As he said that, he squeezed his eyes.

Everything was said in silence.

Department Chief Kong was stunned. After a few seconds, he said faintly, “Su Yun, Boss Zheng really has his own scrub nurse?”

“Yeah, didn’t I already say so?”

“I thought you were just bragging.” Department Chief Kong was surprised and cursed internally.

“Which Nobel Prize winner doesn’t have an assistant or something similar? Let me tell you, Department Chief Kong. If the boss goes and I don’t, he probably won’t say anything. But if the scrub nurse doesn’t go, he’ll have to come back the next day. Do you believe what I’m saying?”

Speechless, Department Chief Kong did not expect such a situation and was stunned for a moment.

However, he was not short of one or two people. This was simply the matter of involving those important for coveting the Nobel Prize. If he did not win it first, there would be many people who would want to do similarly in the future.

At that time, regardless of whether he had his own personal scrub nurse or not, even purchasing Sea City General Hospital and making Zheng Ren the hospital’s director would just be a small matter.

“It’s not a problem,” Department Chief Kong said.

While speaking, he looked up at Zheng Ren. Zheng Ren was talking to Gao Shaojie about the second film but he could not actually understand what he was saying…

Ten thousand alpacas[1] seemed to be running through Department Chief Kong’s mind.

He had originally planned to rush back today after he finished talking and confirmed his schedule.

However, when he saw Zheng Ren explaining the film, Department Chief Kong’s heart felt extremely uneasy. He had to see it with his own eyes before he could be at ease.

He thought about something for a moment before picking up his phone.

“Hello, it’s me.

“Well, I won’t be going back today. Help me change my ticket to the earliest flight for the day after tomorrow.”

[1] The word ‘alpacas’ in Mandarin can also mean ‘f*ck your mother’. This phrase essentially means that Department Director Kong’s mind kept going WTF at the whole situation.