The Surgeon's Studio Chapter 965 - Was Too Active

Chapter 965: Was Too Active

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Life was very dull. Little Yiren’s fried noodles were very fragrant, and the soap operas they watched at night were very boring.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun became interested when watching the First Boss on the TV that designed with iron flowers by the heroine, and scalded it with gold juice to create colorful scenes.

They began to argue about the use of gold juice. Both of them thought that it was only used to disgust people. In fact, in the case of severe burns, the use of gold juice did not affect the overall situation at all.

In the medical environment of the ancient times, with large-scale third-degree burns, they could basically take their lunch boxes and leave.

Not to mention the ancient times, the Emergency Department had to face a very troublesome third-degree burn just like the incident with the twins that happened a while ago.

They had to intubate the trachea, insert a deep vein tube into the heel to replenish the fluid, perfect treatment measures, and apply high-level antibiotics. They had to graduate from the school of medicine.

Even so, it was still difficult to control the infection after severe burns.

Xie Yiren and Chang Yue were helpless. A good series was a.n.a.lyzed by Zheng Ren and Su Yun, and the whole show was out of the picture. There was no way to watch it anymore.

They chased the two away in a huff. Only then did they feel better.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun were immersed in discussing whether it was staphylococcus aureus infection or Escherichia coli, or Pseudomonas aeruginosa. Su Yun even made a phone call to the Burn Department to ask about the treatment of the patient with severe burns.

The patient had a serious infection, but under the effect of antibiotics, it was already under control. The most important thing was that he had a source of skin grafts. He had just finished a skin graft operation, and the situation seemed to be relatively optimistic.

However, for severe burns, he could not be cured without two or three million yuan. Regarding this, Zheng Ren was also very helpless.

No one could do anything about his condition.

If it were in the ancient times, he would have nowhere to spend his money.

After was.h.i.+ng up, Zheng Ren laid down early. He looked at his phone and saw that the boy’s QQ account had not been updated.

The last time Zheng Ren saw him was when he vomited fifteen times a day. He was probably undergoing chemotherapy. His young body was suffering from the impact of the chemotherapy drugs.

Recently… He must have been very uncomfortable. He did not know if he was feeling better. Zheng Ren thought all of these thoughts to himself.

That day, it would have been great if he could have seen what games the little boy was playing. If he had gotten better, it would have been the first time in a while he played games.

Zheng Ren thought this to himself too. He said good night to Little Yiren, turned off his phone, and went to sleep.

…

The next day, when he arrived at the hospital, he saw Professor Shen explaining the illness to a silver-haired old man in his sixties in his office with a long face.

After listening to a few simple words, Zheng Ren smiled bitterly.

The old patient asked very carefully. For example, he had to ask about the proportion of the hepatic artery and the portal vein in the blood supply to the liver.

Doctors had a headache when they encountered patients who did not cooperate. They seemed to believe more in traditional Chinese medicine. They always said mysteriously that the relatives of someone in the family ate the traditional Chinese medicine of someone in the family, and then the hospital would be helpless and the illness would be cured!

However, they seemed to be very distressed when they met this kind of patient who was investigating the source, diagnosis, treatment, and recovery of the disease.

When the patient asked Professor Shen that the gold standard for diagnosis of Budd-Chiari syndrome was DSA, why did he give the diagnosis without doing DSA? Zheng Ren smiled helplessly.

A patient who did not have a sense of trust and was serious was really a headache for Professor Shen.

However, the weather today was very good, and it was rare that there was nothing much going on. Zheng Ren sat in a sunny place and went into the System library to read to pa.s.s the time.

Moreover, Zheng Ren was thinking about how to summarize the difficulties of the second-stage surgery, so that the surgeon would understand how to do the second-stage surgery.

After all, with the example of Chief Zhu, Zheng Ren did not dare to be careless.

After more than an hour, Professor Shen reluctantly sent the patient away.

Communicating with the old man was equivalent to reviewing the pathology, physiology, diagnosis, and treatment of Budd-Chiari syndrome. He also had to answer some strange questions.

Professor Shen sent the patient away. Before he could take a break, his cell phone rang.

After he picked up the call, he said h.e.l.lo, and left.

Not long after, Professor Shen returned and continued to work.

Chief residents had such a miserable life. There was nothing he could do. This was under the condition that he was in the Department of Interventional Medicine. There were very few emergency cases and his sleep was not affected.

He could be considered to have a day of rest today. However, he had to go to the Imperial Capital tomorrow to perform eighteen TIPS surgeries on the liver and gall bladder. After he was done, he had to fly to Shenzhen City to perform the surgeries on Mu Tao’s patients.

These two people were very strong. Zheng Ren estimated that after going there once, the two of them would be able to carry out the surgeries on their own.

When it was almost time to get off work, a woman came to find Professor Shen.

Zheng Ren clearly knew that it was Gu Lili, but he was surprised that this person did not match the image in his memory at all.

Although he was in the advanced stage of face blindness, when he knew people, Zheng Ren’s memory was not a problem.

In his memory, Gu Lili was wearing a red suit, and her figure and appearance were both eighty percent that of a mature woman.

Gu Lili, on the other hand, had loose skin on her face, big bags under her eyes, and dark circles under her eyes, as if she was wearing smoky makeup. She definitely did not look like a woman in her thirties. Anyone would believe that she was in her fifties.

She was not as gentle as she used to be. Even when she was talking to her old cla.s.smate, Professor Shen, she still felt a little sad, as if her life was full of dark clouds.

Zheng Ren guessed that Gu Lili knew what illness he had. If he went online again, he would be able to calculate her survival period.

This was a heavy topic. In the face of life and death, very few people could be free and easy.

He sighed in his heart. Zheng Ren watched as Professor Shen and Gu Lili walked out of the office and talked in the corridor.

Not long after, he vaguely heard the sound of crying.

The voice was very soft and depressing. If Zheng Ren’s physical quality had not been strengthened by the System, it would be difficult to tell.

Zheng Ren felt a little stifled, but he did not have any good ideas.

Perhaps, this was a situation that he had to face after having the System panel.

There were pros and cons in everything. This statement was really reasonable.

One day pa.s.sed just like that. Zheng Ren enjoyed a rare and relaxing day. On the second day, he transformed into Superman and began to busy himself.

…

Early the next morning, Zheng Ren first went to the 912 to see the patients.

Zhou Chunyong personally drove over to pick up Zheng Ren and Rudolf Wagner

Su Yun and Little Oliver did not follow him. There was a lot of data at home that needed to be sorted out. Gao Shaojie from the Provincial Capital sent over the information on the TIPS surgery that he had done. Su Yun started to sort it out, preparing to complete the information before Doctor Mehar arrived.

“Chief Zhou, thank you for your trouble,” Zheng Ren said with a smile.

“It’s no big deal,” Zhou Chunyong said with a smile. “I sent someone to pick up Manager Feng early in the morning. It was inconvenient for him to walk, so I stopped him from driving.”

Even Feng Xuhui had thought of it. This was not something that could be explained by the words ‘Zhou Dao’.

Zheng Ren thought for a moment and smiled.

This Chief Zhou’s att.i.tude was simply too positive. Under normal circ.u.mstances, after such a person turned hostile, he would be extremely terrifying.

Although Zheng Ren had never seen such a person with his own eyes, it was very common to see such a person in books.

Inadvertently, Zheng Ren had already cla.s.sified Zhou Chunyong as such a person. However, this was only one possibility. Zheng Ren himself had nothing to do with Zhou Chunyong. As long as he could perform TIPS surgery and provide the number of cases, it would be enough.