Su Yun was used to criticizing people. It was a hobby and also his own temperament.
Professor Danilo Acosta had a mustache in the middle of his face. His blond hair had already turned white. He was originally full of vigor, but he did not expect to be rebuked by Su Yun. He was speechless and did not know what to say.
He could not answer Zheng Ren's question directly, so he could only glare at Zheng Ren fiercely and remain silent.
"Professor Danilo, my boss just asked you if we should start the surgery directly or if there are other procedures?" Su Yun blew a breath, the black hair on his forehead fluttering in the wind. He asked pleasantly as if those words just now were not said by him at all.
"There are a few legal documents. After signing them and seeing the patient's condition, we can start the surgery. Oh my God, it's only 5: 30 in the morning. Do you want to start the surgery? I was going to take you to the hotel to rest for a day to get rid of the damn jet lag, "Professor Danilo Acosta could not help but complain at the end.
"Perhaps that's why you invited me to perform the surgery," Zheng Ren said lightly.
Professor Danilo Acosta was stunned for a moment. He did not understand what Zheng Ren meant. The last syllable of the Texas accent was still so arrogant. It sounded very familiar to him, but also extremely unfamiliar.
It was unimaginable that these words came from a Chinese person. In Mayo Medical Center, there were many Chinese doctors. They were famous for being gentle.
"Because when you guys were operating, my boss was operating. While you guys were eating, my boss was operating. While you guys were sleeping, my boss was still operating, "Su Yun continued Zheng Ren's words.
This time, the cooperation was more perfect. Su Yun was very satisfied with it. Unfortunately, Zheng Ren rarely criticized others, except for himself, of course.
In the face of the tacit cooperation between the two and irrefutable words, Professor Danilo quickly gave in. He did not want to quarrel with the young Chinese doctor who came to perform the surgery in the car. Otherwise, if the other party turned around and left, he would be scolded to death by the big boss.
The car became quiet.
Zheng Ren carefully examined this mission. After looking at it for a long time, he felt that if he could complete this mission, the advantage was that it would be especially conducive to communicating with Dr. Mehar.
Soon, Dr. Mehar would come to China for the second stage of the surgery. With language proficiency, he would be able to communicate smoothly with him. He knew the basics of interpersonal communication, but he was too lazy to do it.
Just like Chang Yue, she only knew how to talk to patients in a pleasant manner. He had never shown any mercy to Zheng Ren, the team leader.
"Are you sure you don't want to rest? Even if you go to the hospital now, you won't be able to perform surgery, "Professor Danilo reminded after a while.
"Let's take a look at the radiographic films first. We can wait and try to complete the surgery as soon as possible." Zheng Ren rejected Danilo's suggestion.
Professor Danilo Acosta wanted to say something, but he held back.
Was this the kind of demonic doctor who let patients live and doctors die?
He tactfully shut his mouth.
Most doctors were afraid of this kind of demonic person. After all, some people were born energetic and tireless. Ordinary people always needed rest.
If the professor leading the surgery group was this kind of person, the doctors under him would want to die.
Surgery at five in the morning, this is really … Professor Danilo Acosta could only curse in his heart.
The car became quiet. Zheng Ren wanted to go to the operating theater to do one last surgery training, but he hesitated for a moment and felt that it would be better to wait until he saw the patient.
The patient's current condition did not represent the situation after he went on stage.
Although there was only a difference of one or two hours, there was still a possibility of changes.
After completing Zou Jiahua's surgery, the surgical training time seemed to be more abundant. However, Zheng Ren was used to being stingy, so he naturally saved as much as he could.
Rochester was not big, with a permanent population of about a million. In China, it was a third-tier or fourth-tier city, not even comparable to Sea City. In addition, the entire city was still asleep in the morning. There were not many cars and the road conditions were good.
Soon, they arrived at Mayo Medical Center in silence.
The bronze statue of the Mayo brothers stood at the gate.
The word "Mayo Clinic" shone brightly in the morning glow.
This was the holy land of the medical world. Zheng Ren had a trace of awe in his heart. He got out of the car solemnly and followed Professor Danilo Acosta into the medical center.
It was still early, so most people had not woken up yet. Mayo Medical Center was quiet, forming a polar opposite of the hospitals in China.
Zheng Ren knew that Mayo's revenue last year was 9.6 billion US dollars. The 10,000-bed hospital, known as the largest rural hospital in the universe, had a revenue figure similar to Mayo, but the unit behind it was RMB.
The difference in the middle was deep. There was a difference in technical strength, and most importantly … Forget it. Zheng Ren was too lazy to think about these things. He followed Professor Danilo Acosta to the area where the research team was located.
It was the framework of a large research room, not the inpatient department that Zheng Ren was familiar with.
Even the air in the entire laboratory was a laminar flow operating theater that used cleaning technology to control the degree of microbial pollution. A familiar smell hit Zheng Ren's face, making him feel incomparably close.
This was great. Zheng Ren could not resist the urge to perform surgery at this time.
There were very few wards here, only three. Two of them were empty, and only one was occupied. Moreover, the ward was made of special glass that could observe the patient's condition from the outside.
Looking at the empty ward, Zheng Ren had an urge to fill it up.
This was a very bad habit left behind in China. Zheng Ren forced himself to endure it.
This was because the cost of a prefecture-level hospital in China was less than double that of the top Class Three Grade A hospitals in the country, but the medical standards were much worse. In addition to the convenient transportation in the country, many people directly rushed to the Imperial Capital and Sorcery Capital to see a doctor.
Outside the Imperial Capital Hospital, patients had to queue for several months before they could be admitted to the hospital.
Ever since Zheng Ren went to the Imperial Capital, he had not seen any beds empty. It was said that during the New Year, there would be 10 to 15 days of empty beds, but Zheng Ren did not make it.
"The patient living inside is the patient you're consulting this time. Let's go to the medical record first," Professor Danilo Acosta said.
In fact, just like Zheng Ren, Danilo was also very curious about Zheng Ren. If it were him, he would definitely spend the first day sleeping and playing. Why would he rush directly to the hospital to see the patient?
This kind of efficiency and attitude was simply too scary.
Zheng Ren smiled slightly to express his goodwill. Then, he and Danilo went to the research room.
He did not stand on ceremony. He sat down and pulled up the patient's medical record, treatment, and surgery process on the computer.
The surgery broadcast room.
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