"Give me a moment." Zheng Ren put down his phone and asked Dr. Smith, "I have a friend who had an appendectomy at the community hospital, but I think there might be a problem with the surgery. Can I arrange for her to be hospitalized at Mayo for further examination and treatment? "
Before Dr. Smith could speak, Su Yun's eyes moved and he immediately realized what was going on.
"The appendectomy didn't go through?" Su Yun asked in surprise.
Zheng Ren waved his phone and nodded.
Su Yun made an exaggerated gesture, and finally covered his face with his hands. The black hair on his forehead also fluttered in an extremely large arc, as if he was playing up his tragic mood.
How … How was this possible?! This was the United States! The most developed country in the world, the United States that could command the entire world!
This kind of surgery was relatively difficult, but … even someone at Liu Tianxing's level could do it. Even a chief resident from a third-tier city like Cen Meng could do it.
However, Zheng Ren and Su Yun were helpless when they were forced to close the abdomen.
Dr. Smith finally got rid of Su Yun's questioning of the tenured professor and said, "Let me contact him. What nationality does your friend belong to? Does he have medical insurance? It's very troublesome to transfer medical insurance from the community hospital to Mayo, but it's not a problem. The procedure is a little complicated, but it's just a procedure. "
Zheng Ren thought about it. Wu Hui should not be someone who lacked money. Compared to his life, money was a small matter.
He smiled and said, "Insurance shouldn't be a problem. Please wait a moment, I still need to ask my friend's opinion."
As he said that, Zheng Ren took his phone and walked to a quiet place to explain the situation to Wu Hui.
Wu Hui was originally full of doubts, so he contacted Zheng Ren after the surgery to ask for his opinion.
Although they had only met by chance, Zheng Ren had left a deep impression in Wu Hui's heart — this person was very reliable.
Wu Hui panicked when he heard Zheng Ren's explanation.
"Dr. Zheng, what should I do?" Wu Hui's voice was a little hoarse, but it did not tremble, showing great self-control.
"Get an ambulance to Mayo. I'll contact the hospital for you," Zheng Ren said. "If you agree, I'll talk to the doctor at Mayo."
Wu Hui only hesitated for a second before believing him.
It was not that Zheng Ren knew how to bewitch people, but because he had said that he wanted Wu Hui to come to Mayo Clinic to continue his treatment. The golden signboard of the Mayo Clinic was not something that just anyone could come to.
It was the words' Mayo Clinic 'that erased the doubts in Wu Hui's heart.
After the other side agreed, Zheng Ren immediately went to find Dr. Smith and began to contact the ward and surgery.
It was also Dr. Smith's first time taking on such a task. Usually, no matter which doctor came to Mayo Clinic, did they not come with the attitude of learning and communicating?
Performing demonstration surgery at the Mayo Clinic? And you want to perform an appendectomy on your friend? In any case, Dr. Smith had never thought of these things before.
However, Zheng Ren said that there was no need to worry about insurance. That was enough. Dr. Smith valued this point more.
The people from the insurance company were not easy to deal with. If they still wanted insurance, this matter might become very troublesome.
"Chief Zheng, what kind of surgery?" Feng Xuhui asked curiously as he listened from behind.
"An appendectomy. The community hospital didn't manage to do it," Zheng Ren said.
Feng Xuhui clicked his tongue.
Chief Zheng was in the 912. It was understandable for him to deny the diagnosis of the community hospital, admit the patient to the hospital, and perform the surgery.
However, this was the United States, Rochester, and the Mayo Clinic. Yet, Chief Zheng still did this?
Did he think this was his own back garden?
Feng Xuhui was not silently criticizing Zheng Ren, but he was so surprised that he fell into a state of confusion.
'Chief Zheng is too … amazing,' Feng Xuhui thought to himself.
Hu Yanhui felt the same way. Her heart skipped a beat and she asked, "Chief Zheng, can we do a live broadcast?"
"…" Zheng Ren was speechless.
He was really a very dedicated employee. No matter what surgery it was, he had to try to see if it could be broadcasted.
"The patient is a celebrity, so it definitely won't work. I reckon that if it's a live broadcast and there are no restrictions, your family's server will have to be changed to the kind that can accommodate millions of people at the same time, "Su Yun said jokingly.
This estimate was not too much.
If there was early publicity that Wu Hui had been misdiagnosed and treated in the United States and was going to be broadcasted for a remedial surgery, his fans would probably fill Xinglin Garden to the brim.
This was definitely not an alarmist talk. Although Wu Hui was no longer considered a popular A-list celebrity in the country, he could still attract so much attention. If it were a popular A-list celebrity, Xinglin Garden would probably be filled to the brim.
"Which celebrity?" Hu Yanhui's gossipy fire was ignited. It burned fiercely, and her face turned purple.
"Wu Hui." Su Yun felt very bored. When he said this name, he felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart.
"Ah!" Hu Yanhui covered her mouth with a face full of excitement. She almost jumped up.
"Look at how ignorant you are," Su Yun reprimanded.
Hu Yanhui expressed some regret that she could not do a live broadcast of Wu Hui's surgery. How good would it be if he could do it.
However, she thought about it and did not report this matter to Peng Jia.
If it involved a celebrity, it would probably cause trouble for the company. It was better to be cautious about such matters. Moreover, Brother Yun had clearly said that he could not do a live broadcast, so what was the point of reporting it?
Dr. Smith quickly contacted a bed. To him, a bed was nothing.
"Su Yun, ask Zou Jiahua if he's done with the examination," Zheng Ren said. "If there's nothing else, we can leave after the surgery."
"I'm sorry to hear that." Su Yun shrugged and said, "Have you seen Lake Ontario?"
"No." Zheng Ren shook his head.
"If you're in such a hurry, you'll miss a lot of scenery along the way and make life meaningless," Su Yun said.
"Hey, you're the one who's working hard for the Nobel Prize, and you're also the one who wants to see the scenery," Zheng Ren said. "Which one do you want?"
"It won't affect me."
"Three thousand surgeries have to be completed before July," Zheng Ren said expressionlessly. "How many have been completed now?"
"142 cases." Su Yun knew this very well and casually reported a number.
At this point, he was also a little regretful.
It was really boring to be busy all the way, but it seemed that Zheng Ren was right. He was now working hard to achieve 3,000 surgeries.
Su Yun had always felt that this number was a way for Dr. Mehar to tactfully reject him. He suddenly smiled. If he completed the seemingly impossible task, he wondered if Dr. Mehar's expression would be very interesting.
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