The Surgeon’s Studio Chapter 1023 - The Failure of Retrograde Deduction Surgery

Chapter 1023: The Failure of Retrograde Deduction Surgery

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After reading the medical records, Zheng Ren saw that it was not time to work yet, so he began to check the patient’s body.

The patient’s condition was quite special. There was nothing unusual on the surface of the body, so he finished checking the patient in just a few moves. The work at the Mayo Clinic was still the same. There was no difference between the contents of the body check and the medical records.

After that, Zheng Ren was very bored.

He sat in the office that was surrounded by transparent gla.s.s and looked at the patient in a daze. Zheng Ren knew that he had to wait for the others to start working before he could carry out the surgery after completing a bunch of procedures.

It was really a waste of time. He remembered that if he knew that there was a chartered flight, he would have arranged for it to fly over at night. It would be better if he could work in time here.

Professor Danilo Acosta was very tired and sleepy. After all, he had not slept the whole night.

This hateful Chinese doctor actually did not go to rest, causing him to not be able to rest. He glared at Zheng Ren fiercely. If a gaze could kill, Zheng Ren would have already required emergency treatment.

“Has Professor Dale arrived?” a voice echoed in the quiet laboratory.

“It’s early in the f*cking morning. How could he be here?” Professor Danilo Acosta was already about to fall asleep. He was woken up by the voice and angrily suppressed his voice as he shouted.

After all, this was a ward, so it was impossible for it to be noisy.

“I sent him a message. He said he would be here in ten minutes,” a middle-aged doctor walked in with a tired face. Facing the angry Danilo, he was not afraid and spoke casually.

“He said ten minutes. It’s possible for him to hurry the f*ck up,” Danilo complained. “d.a.m.n it, you interrupted my beautiful dream.”

“Why are you here?” the middle-aged doctor asked in surprise. “Is there something wrong with your patient?”

As he said that, he glanced at the people in the room and was immediately stunned.

“You… you…” the middle-aged doctor pointed at Zheng Ren and stuttered.

“Huh?” Zheng Ren was originally sitting quietly with his eyes and nose, mouth and heart quiet. In fact, he went to the System library to read. When he heard the noise outside, he came out to check the situation.

‘This person… do I know him?’ Zheng Ren was a little absent-minded.

He did not know many foreigners. The first one was a wealthy man. The rest were experts and professors who had recently gone to the 912 to learn TIPS surgery.

This person in front of him looked very unfamiliar, which left Zheng Ren especially puzzled.

He inadvertently glanced at Su Yun, wanting to get some hints, but Su Yun was quietly looking at his phone and did not move.

“You are the inventor of the Zheng-Rudolf technique?!” the middle-aged doctor jumped up recklessly and shouted in surprise.

“Shut up, this is the ward!” Professor Danilo Acosta said angrily.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I… Who did I see? It’s doctor Zheng!” The middle-aged doctor rubbed his hands excitedly and walked directly to Zheng Ren. Danilo stood between him and Zheng Ren. He ignored him and used his shoulder to knock Professor Danilo Acosta’s body to the side.

‘He really looks like a tank,’ Zheng Ren thought to himself.

“h.e.l.lo, h.e.l.lo. I’m a doctor here. You can just call me Jack.” The middle-aged doctor reached out his hand excitedly.

When Zheng Ren heard the name of the surgery, he knew that it might have something to do with the TIPS surgery. He reached out his hand without batting an eyelid and shook Doctor Jack’s hand.

“Doctor Zheng, why are you here? Oh my G.o.d, I thought I was hallucinating after not sleeping for 31 hours.” Jack held Zheng Ren’s hand tightly and refused to let go no matter what he said.

“I’m here for the surgery,” Zheng Ren smiled and said.

“Impossible!” Jack made an exaggerated expression and said, “This group is doing research on renal-derived hypertension that has no future. You are an interventional doctor. wWhy are you here for the surgery!”

Danilo said angrily, “What do you mean there is no future!”

“It is! Please forgive me for being direct. The research here will not succeed even if the world ends. Oh, I’m sorry, Doctor Zheng. I’m just too excited.” Jack remembered what he wanted to do and pulled Zheng Ren away.

“What?” Zheng Ren put a little force on his arm. Jack felt that Zheng Ren was like an iron pillar that could not be pulled.

“There’s a problem with the TIPS surgery. I wanted to ask Professor Dale to see if there’s a solution, but I didn’t expect to meet you. This is great!” Jack’s words were a little chaotic, and he was so excited that it was as if he had drunk alcohol.

This time, Zheng Ren became interested. The TIPS surgery, finally; this was the real business.

“What’s the problem?” Zheng Ren followed Jack out.

Su Yun and Rudolf Wagner looked at each other and followed behind Zheng Ren, leaving Danilo behind.

“Hey, you guys…” Danilo called out.

“Ignore that Texan idiot,” Jack said. “A bunch of uncivilized cowboys and barbarians. Their brains are filled with muscles, liquor, and women. If their project could be completed, the Mayans wouldn’t have perished.”

Had he not woken up? Zheng Ren felt that what this Doctor Jack said was simply too confusing. Although he was proficient in language, his thinking was not in sync. Zheng Ren could not understand the connection between what Doctor Jack said.

“What method did you use for your TIPS surgery?” Zheng Ren asked.

“That d.a.m.n article you published in New England Magazine… Oh, I’m sorry, I’m not saying that you deserve to die, but that article deliberately hid many important points. We’ve studied it for a long time, but we still can’t find a definite method,” Jack said.

“And then?” Zheng Ren asked.

“The success rate hasn’t changed at all. We still have to rely on luck to succeed.” Jack was a little depressed. “And this time, the patient had two stents. When we removed the stents, and it caused bleeding. d.a.m.n it all…”

Was this the rhythm of them being cheated by Su Yun while they were studying TIPS surgery? Zheng Ren thought of something and turned around to look at Su Yun.

Su Yun had a smug smile on his face as he followed behind. He was in the middle of something with Professor Rudolf Wagner.

It was probably true.

When he was writing his thesis, Zheng Ren felt that his level was really a level lower than Su Yun’s. To be able to pa.s.s the examination without touching on the most important point, making the person who was reading the thesis unable to perform a retrograde deduction… This was a skill.

Moreover, he estimated that Su Yun had done something to give people the impression that he could perform retrograde deduction, but everything was wrong. If he wanted to learn TIPS surgery, he could only go to the Imperial Capital to look for him.

“How many hours has it been since the surgery?” Zheng Ren asked.

“I did it yesterday, and it has been 14 hours since then, and the bleeding has not stopped,” Jack said dejectedly. “There’s really no other way. I think that our piety must have touched G.o.d, and that’s why you’re here.”

“It has nothing to do with G.o.d. To learn TIPS surgery, you need to sign an agreement,” Su Yun said expressionlessly from behind.

“Agreement?” Jack felt that Su Yun’s English p.r.o.nunciation was a little off. It did not sound like Zheng Ren’s standard New York accent.

“Yes.” Su Yun smiled slightly and said, “See the patient first. If you agree to teach, sign the agreement first, and then the surgery.”