After reading the medical record, Zheng Ren saw that it was not time to work yet, so he began to do a physical examination.
The patient's condition was rather special. There was nothing unusual on the surface of his body, so the examination was completed in a few seconds. The work of the Mayo Clinic was quite good. The contents of the physical examination did not differ from the records in the medical record.
After that, Zheng Ren was very bored.
Sitting in the office surrounded by transparent glass, he stared blankly at the patient. 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 had known that there was a charter flight, he would have arranged for it to fly over at night. It would have been better to catch up with the working hours.
Professor Danilo Acosta was very tired and sleepy. After all, he had not slept all night.
This despicable Chinese doctor actually did not go to rest, causing him to not be able to rest either. He glared at Zheng Ren fiercely. If looks could kill, Zheng Ren would have already needed emergency treatment.
"Is Professor Dale here?" A voice came, echoing in the quiet laboratory.
"What time is it? How could he be here?" Professor Danilo Acosta was almost asleep. He was woken up by the voice and angrily suppressed his voice.
After all, this was a ward. It was impossible to make a ruckus.
"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 did not show any fear and spoke casually.
"He said ten minutes. It's possible to make it sound like it," Danilo complained. "Damn it, you disturbed my dream."
"Why are you here?" the middle-aged doctor asked in surprise. "Is there a problem with your patient?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the people in the room and was immediately stunned.
"You … You …" the middle-aged doctor immediately pointed at Zheng Ren and stammered.
"Huh?" Zheng Ren was sitting quietly with his eyes closed. In fact, he went to the System library to read. When he heard the noise outside, he came out to take a look.
This person … Did he know him? Zheng Ren was a little absent-minded.
He knew very few foreigners. The first was Lil Fugui. The rest were experts and professors who had recently gone to 912 to learn TIPS surgery.
The person in front of him looked very unfamiliar. Zheng Ren was puzzled.
He inadvertently glanced at Su Yun, wanting to get some hints, but Su Yun quietly looked at his phone, not moving at all.
"You're the inventor of the Zheng Rudolf surgical method?!" The middle-aged doctor jumped up and shouted in surprise.
"Shut up, this is a ward!" Professor Danilo Acosta said angrily.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I … What did I just see? It's Doctor Zheng!" The middle-aged doctor rubbed his hands excitedly and walked toward Zheng Ren. Danilo stood between him and Zheng Ren. He ignored him and used his shoulder to knock Professor Danilo Acosta off balance.
'It really looks like a tank,' Zheng Ren thought.
"Hello, hello. I'm the doctor here. You can call me Jack." The middle-aged doctor reached out his hand excitedly.
The moment Zheng Ren heard the name of the surgical method, he knew it had something to do with TIPS surgery. He quietly reached out and shook Dr. Jack's hand.
"Doctor Zheng, why are you here? Oh my god, I thought I was hallucinating after not sleeping for 31 hours. "Jack held onto Zheng Ren's hand tightly and refused to let go.
"I'm here for surgery," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"Impossible!" Jack made an exaggerated expression and said, "This group is doing research on nephrogenic hypertension with no future. You're an interventional doctor. Why are you here for surgery?!"
Danilo said angrily, "What do you mean by no future?!"
"It's true. Please forgive me for being so direct. Even if the end of the world came, the research here would not succeed. Oh, I'm sorry, Doctor Zheng. I was too excited. "Jack remembered what he wanted to do and pulled Zheng Ren away.
"What's wrong?" Zheng Ren exerted a little force. Jack felt that Zheng Ren was like an iron pillar that could not be moved at all.
"There's a problem with the TIPS surgery. I wanted to ask Professor Dell to see if there's a solution, but I didn't expect to meet you here. This is amazing! "Jack's words were a little jumbled and excited as if he had been drinking.
This time, Zheng Ren's interest was piqued. TIPS surgery? This was the real deal.
"What's the problem?" Zheng Ren followed Jack out.
Su Yun and Professor Rudolf Wagner looked at each other and followed Zheng Ren, leaving Danilo behind.
"Hey, you guys …" Danilo called out.
"Ignore that German guy," Jack said. "A bunch of uncivilized cowboys and barbarians. Their brains are all muscles, liquor, and women. If their project was successful, the Mayans wouldn't have gone extinct. "
Was he still dreaming? Zheng Ren thought that Jack's words were too confusing. Although he was proficient in language, his thoughts were not in sync. Zheng Ren could not understand the connection between Jack's words.
"How did you perform the TIPS surgery?" Zheng Ren asked.
"That d * mn article you published in the New England Journal … Oh, I'm sorry. I'm not saying that you deserve to die. That article deliberately concealed many important points. We studied it for a long time but couldn't find a way to confirm it," Jack said.
"And then?" Zheng Ren asked.
"The success rate didn't change. 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, it caused bleeding. D * mn it … "
Was this the rhythm of their own research on TIPS surgery and being tricked by Su Yun? Zheng Ren's heart skipped a beat and he turned to look at Su Yun.
Su Yun had a smug smile on his face as he followed behind, talking to Professor Rudolf Wagner.
That was probably it.
When it came to writing papers, Zheng Ren felt that his level was a notch lower than Su Yun's. It was a skill to be able to pass the review without touching on the most important point so that the reader could not deduce it in reverse.
Moreover, Su Yun must have done something to give the illusion that he could deduce it in reverse, but everything was wrong. If they wanted to learn TIPS surgery, they could only find Zheng Ren in Imperial Capital.
"How many hours has it been since the surgery?" Zheng Ren asked.
"It was done yesterday. It's been 14 hours and the bleeding hasn't stopped," Jack said dejectedly. "There's no other way. I think our piety must have touched God. That's why you're here."
"It has nothing to do with God. If you want to learn TIPS surgery, you need to sign an agreement," Su Yun said expressionlessly.
"Agreement?" Jack felt that Su Yun's English was not standard. It was unlike Zheng Ren's standard New York accent.
"Yes." Su Yun smiled and said, "Take a look at the patient first. If he agrees to teach, sign the agreement first before performing the surgery."
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