The Surgeon's Studio

“Doctor, I-I want to ask… I want to ask a question,” the woman said hesitantly.

“What’s wrong?” Professor Yang looked at her and asked.

“How much will the surgery cost? I paid the hospitalization fee of 8,620 yuan in the morning, and I still have more than 2… 300 yuan.” She also knew that the first hospitalization fee in the 912 would cost 30,000 yuan.

Professor Yang told the matron that he would not be able to pay 10,000 yuan for the hospitalization fee.

“I will try my best to save money for you, but less than 10,000 yuan is not enough.” Professor Yang was also in a difficult position.

When he admitted them to the hospital, the woman promised him that she would be able to borrow money again.

He knew that he could basically pretend that he did not hear her. Looking at her clothes, forget 20,000 yuan, Professor Yang even suspected that she could not even borrow 2,000 yuan.

However, Professor Yang still accepted the child in for a check-up first. If they really did not have money after the diagnosis… Professor Yang could not do anything about it.

Zheng Ren also had no good ideas regarding this kind of matter.

Zheng Ren did not approve of things like crowdfunding. In the end, crowdfunding helped the greedy and unsatisfied people.

However, he could not bear to see the child discharged just like that.

Zheng Ren knew what it meant to be discharged now.

To be able to confirm the diagnosis was already a very high standard. In order for the surgery to succeed, there were less than ten people in the country who dared to go on stage.

This was not enough…

Zheng Ren was also very helpless.

He quietly looked at the 15-year-old boy written on the medical record. Because of the lack of blood supply, his growth was slow. He looked to be around 10 years old.

Gaucher disease did not affect his survival time, but the quality of his life would be seriously affected.

Suddenly, a thought appeared in Zheng Ren’s mind.

The thought was like a spark, it began to burn and could not be extinguished.

“Brother Yang, that’s all for now. I have an idea about the fees. Let’s talk outside,” Zheng Ren said softly.

The woman felt like she was dreaming.

She watched the young doctor and Professor Yang leave in a trance. She wondered if she did not sleep well and was in a trance.

After walking out of the ward, Professor Yang came closer and asked in a low voice, “Boss Zheng, are you going to apply for a hardship allowance from the hospital? Or a special case allowance? Or a scientific research fund?”

“The live broadcast of the surgery in Xinglin Garden can reduce some of the expenses. I think if it’s Gaucher disease, perhaps the hospital will be willing to bear all the expenses and also give a certain amount of subsidy,” Zheng Ren said.

“…” Professor Yang was stunned for a moment. His legs went weak and he almost fell down.

F*ck, what does this mean? He subconsciously cursed in his heart. He was not scolding Zheng Ren, but something like a surgical broadcast…

With his level of skill, he would definitely not do a surgical broadcast. He would be courting death!

For a stranger?

What kind of confidence did he have to be to dare to do a surgical broadcast?

He was confident in a normal surgery. However, surgeries such as hepatectomy and choledochectomy, which were just normal teaching methods, were completely unpresentable.

As for the surgery for Gaucher’s disease, he still believed that the chances of death were greater than the chances of survival.

Such a troublesome disease needed a live broadcast of the surgery!

What kind of joke was this?

“Boss Zheng, you have to be careful.” Professor Yang smiled bitterly and said, “If it really doesn’t work out, I can force myself to do it. At most, the patient will owe money and be discharged from the hospital. The matron will scold him.”

“Then, the bonus will be reduced by a large chunk this month? The nurses will have to pay for their work?” Zheng Ren smiled gently and said, “One will do. It can be considered as a show of love. How about more in the future?”

This kind of thing, even doctors had to face it.

They also had to live. They did not care about the relevant institutions and threw them all to the hospital. The hospital had long been overwhelmed.

Similar things would always happen at work. There was no need to think about it. Professor Yang shook his head and sighed softly.

“Brother Yang, don’t worry. I know what I’m doing,” Zheng Ren said. “I’ll go back and study it. If it’s possible, I’ll ask Xinglin Garden to contact the hospital. This patient has nothing to do with you. It belongs to a special patient and deserves special treatment. Yes, when the time comes to sign… The signature will have to come from the legal department. That’s all for now. I’ll leave first.”

Professor Yang did not expect Zheng Ren to think so much. He was stunned.

“Professor Pei from the Sorcery Capital is here. He’s going to welcome Professor Pei tonight,” Zheng Ren said. “I’m late. It’s not good. I’ll leave first, Brother Yang. If there’s anything, contact me again. When the results of the glucose-brain lipase activity test come back, I’ll be sure to check immediately!”

With that, Zheng Ren left in a hurry.

Professor Yang looked at Zheng Ren’s back as he left. He did not know how he felt.

In his eyes, Zheng Ren was like Don Quixote. He held a rusty spear in his hand and rode on a thin horse. He charged at the non-existent enemy time and time again.

This enemy was not non-existent, but it was so huge that no one wanted to challenge it.

It was not a windmill, but a wilderness, a high mountain, a blue sky!

He was trying to untie the knot that could not be untied, relying on his monstrous surgical skills and unparalleled confidence.

Professor Yang shook his head again.

He did not approve of Zheng Ren’s actions. Could he do it alone? In the end, he would definitely die without a burial ground.

However, Boss Zheng, was such a person. He was full of hot blood. He reckoned that a few words from him would not be able to extinguish it.

He hoped that nothing bad would happen to him.

…

Zheng Ren walked quickly to the Intervention Department. As he walked, he took out his cell phone and called Peng Jia.

“Manager Peng, there’s something,” Zheng Ren said.

When Peng Jia received a call from Zheng Ren, that kind of joy burst out from the deepest part of his heart.

Recently, because of the live broadcast of the surgery, the traffic of Xinglin Garden had skyrocketed. Several large-scale international venture capitalists had come into contact with Peng Jia to varying degrees. Some of them had already entered the substantive negotiation stage and were preparing to enter the third phase of venture capital operations.

All of this was thanks to Boss Zheng. To Xinglin Garden, this was a big investor!

Although they were separated by the phone, Peng Jia still smiled and asked, “What are you thinking, Boss Zheng?”

Zheng Ren told Peng Jia about the situation on this side, and finally added, “I want to consult a few professors to see how the surgery will be done. If the surgery can be done, can your side contact the hospital and do a live broadcast?”

Peng Jia’s heart suddenly jumped.

It went straight to his throat, as if it was about to jump out.