The Surgeon's Studio

“Boss Zheng, there’s something I need to advise you about,” Chief Kong said.

“Chief Kong, please go ahead.” Zheng Ren followed behind Chief Kong and spoke respectfully.

“A Nobel Prize isn’t something that can be won overnight.”

“Oh, about that.” Zheng Ren smiled and said, “Dr. Mehar’s second-stage heart surgery should be soon. I won’t go to Sweden. He said he’s coming over.”

“…” Chief Kong was stunned.

He knew about this, but he did not expect it to be true.

“The average age of the Nobel Prize judges is 76 years old. There are basically all kinds of problems like Dr. Mehar’s. Some of them were performed in Sweden, or they were treated with oral medication. But with the security of surgical methods, who would be willing to offend me for no reason?”

Zheng Ren’s words were very calm, but there was an indescribable confidence in them.

Su Yun followed behind Zheng Ren. Initially, he wanted to vent his anger on Zheng Ren’s words. However, when he thought about it carefully, Zheng Ren’s words were not only impossible to rebut, but the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became.

Life was difficult, and only death was possible.

Everyone had witnessed Dr. Mehar’s illness. Who could guarantee that he would not fall ill or suffer from a disaster? Who would offend such a doctor who could bring about a miracle?

Chief Kong thought about it for a long time, but in the end, he could only let out a long sigh.

He thought that he had dug up a young dragon, but he did not expect that it was already an adult. The main point was that it was a freaking dragon of the entire department.

Chief Kong smiled. It was good.

“If you have nothing else to do, go home and rest,” Chief Kong said. “You performed such a big surgery today. Go back and rest up. Prepare for tomorrow’s TIPS surgery.”

“Okay.” Zheng Ren nodded.

“Tomorrow’s surgery. If I’m not wrong, there will definitely be a lot of people watching,” Chief Kong said. “I’m not putting pressure on you. Right now, the pressure on you is too light. Although the surgery is not a problem, no one can avoid accidents. Back then, an old man died of appendicitis.

“I’ll try my best to cover this side for you so that fewer people will come to the scene. As for you, you don’t have to feel too much pressure. I won’t advise you about the live broadcast of the surgery, but everything needs to be done slowly. There are some things that need to be done slowly.”

Zheng Ren knew who the old man Chief Kong was talking about was. The founder of the General Surgery Department and the person who wrote the teaching materials when he was in school were all the old man’s disciples and grand-disciples. The old man would definitely not write the teaching materials himself, but he still had to put the other person’s name on it to show respect and inheritance.

Chief Kong was trying to persuade him out of goodwill, so Zheng Ren naturally knew. He said very seriously, “Chief Kong, don’t worry. I won’t be careless during the surgery.”

“It’s good that you know.” Chief Kong changed his clothes and brought Zheng Ren and Su Yun back to the department.

With these two young people behind him, he greeted the chief of the other departments. He felt more confident now.

The Department of Interventional Medicine was only a small department in the 912. But now, who dared to say that he was only the chief of a small department?

When they returned to the ward, Zheng Ren pulled Professor Rudolf Wagner, Little Oliver, and Chang Yue to see the patients again.

The six patients were relatively stable. They checked the radiographic films one by one. The surgery process had already taken shape in Zheng Ren’s mind.

Theoretically speaking, there was no possibility of mistakes.

Even if the surgery encountered problems, Zheng Ren had an ’emergency plan.’

If an accident happened, Zheng Ren would have already thought of it and went straight into the operating theater. Before the surgery training time ran out, he was like a cockroach that could not be beaten to death.

As long as they could be treated, he had a much higher chance of winning than the others.

That was why he did not dare to spend all his time training for the surgery. He wanted to leave some in his hands to deal with any unexpected situations. Only then would he have confidence.

Moreover, he was a surgeon who had real luck and +16 Luck as protection. As long as he was cautious and careful, it would be enough. He really did not need to be afraid.

After he went back, Zheng Ren sent Chief Kong back to his office and went to check on the patients.

The patients’ conditions were stable. Chang Yue’s side of the surgery preparation was already half done.

Out of the six patients, five agreed to the surgery live broadcast. Zheng Ren did not care too much about the number of patients. As long as there was one live broadcast, the popularity of the Xinglin Garden surgery live broadcast room would be maintained.

As for the cost of the live broadcast, Zheng Ren felt that he did not need to consider it at all.

When he returned to the office, Zheng Ren took out his phone and sent a message to Little Yiren.

[I’m fine now. What about you?]

[I’m fine too. Going to buy something.]

Soon, Little Yiren replied to the message.

When Zheng Ren heard that Xie Yiren was going to buy something, his head started to hurt again.

Shopping was her nature, but to Zheng Ren, it was life-threatening. If he had a choice, he would rather have a few kidney transplants than go shopping.

However, it was always nice to go shopping with Little Yiren.

He only hesitated for 1.246 seconds before he gave an affirmative reply with great respect for his life.

[See you at the parking lot.]

Zheng Ren did not even ask Little Yiren what she was going to buy. Anyway, he had to bite the bullet. What else could he do?

While he was changing, Su Yun was playing on his phone in the duty room. Seeing Zheng Ren changing in a hurry, he smiled and said, “Boss, are you going to accompany her on a roller coaster?”

“…” Zheng Ren instantly felt that the whole world was not good, full of malice. Why would there be a roller coaster? Zheng Ren did not understand.

“What do you want to eat tonight?” Su Yun asked. “Fang Lin asked me to ask you.”

“I’ll do as I please.” Zheng Ren said. “When your meeting is settled, just let me know. Oh right, it’s Fang Lin’s treat, right?”

“Of course,” Su Yun replied.

“As long as it’s not too expensive.” After Zheng Ren said that, he changed his clothes and left in a hurry.

“Not too expensive? Too generous!” Su Yun despised Zheng Ren’s opinion.

If he really found a random restaurant, Fang Lin would not be able to bear it. Instead of arguing at that time, it would be better to follow Fang Lin’s wish and find a slightly expensive but affordable hotel.

Zheng Ren did not know what Su Yun was thinking. He leisurely went downstairs and came to the parking lot. He found the Volvo XC60 with a bulging front and a curvy back.

Little Yiren was sitting in the car, thinking about something. Zheng Ren stood in front of the car, opened his arms, and made a hugging gesture.

The headlights of the Volvo were flashing. Zheng Ren felt like he was standing under a shadowless lamp.

Getting in the car, Zheng Ren asked, “What are you going to buy?”

“I’m almost out of hand cream,” Xie Yiren answered.

“Can’t you have it delivered?”

“Byredo’s fragrant hand cream. You have to go to a specialty store to buy it. Only then will it have a sense of ceremony.” Little Yiren started the car and drove out of the underground garage.

Zheng Ren did not know what Byredo was, and there was no need for him to know. He usually did not use hand cream. There were so many surgeries in a day, and his hands had been scrubbed so much that he could no longer use it.

Zheng Ren knew a little about rituals.