"It's useless even if I explain it clearly." Zheng Ren spread his hands and said, "The pathogenesis of this disease is not clear, and the treatment is even more uncertain."
"…" Chang Yue was speechless.
"Rather than a groundless diagnosis, it's better to let the patient's family understand it," Zheng Ren said. "It saves us from having to explain countless things. What if the patient's family runs around with the patient, trying to find a hospital for treatment and ends up being deceived? "
Zheng Ren's words seemed to make sense, but Chang Yue felt that something was wrong, but she could not tell.
"Boss Zheng, your clinical experience is really rich," Liu Zewei said with a smile.
Some things were explained clearly, coupled with the fact that it had nothing to do with them and their trust in Zheng Ren, it was easy to accept.
However, it was impossible for the patient's family to accept it so easily.
"I saw it in a journal." Zheng Ren smiled.
"What other symptoms were there in the report?" Liu Zewei asked curiously.
This kind of thing was relatively strange, and he wanted to join in the fun, so he asked more.
"There was a female patient who often grabbed her hair uncontrollably and wanted to lift herself up from the ground."
"…" Liu Zewei was speechless. What was going on? However, if it was for treatment, they could just shave their hair clean. There was nothing to grab even if they wanted to. It was easy.
"There were a few car accidents," Zheng Ren said. "The driver was driving, and his hand suddenly grabbed the steering wheel uncontrollably. Then, some hit the roadside, and some fell off the cliff."
"Didn't they die after falling off the cliff? How do you know? "Chang Yue asked.
'Su Yun has really led me astray,' Zheng Ren thought. 'Can't he be simpler and analyze the gossip logically?' Was it tiring?
"There's water under the cliff, and there are airbags in the car," Zheng Ren replied expressionlessly.
"Is there really no way to treat it? I'll ask Hu Hai. He's in the neurosurgery department and see if he knows. "Liu Zewei was quite professional when it came to gossip.
Zheng Ren was not interested in what happened after that. He told Chang Yue to call Professor Rudolf Wagner.
Chang Yue did not understand. Zheng Ren explained that if he called, he was afraid that the professor would shout at him.
The surgery was tomorrow. Zheng Ren had a guess as to what Dr. Mehar was thinking. The doctor had already touched the transparent ceiling between the Legend rank and the peak rank. He wanted to see his own surgery and the entire process with his own eyes.
Or perhaps Dr. Mehar's level was extremely high and he did not trust others to perform the surgery, so he wanted to watch it with his own eyes.
It was all possible, but Zheng Ren did not care much. Let's just watch and treat it as a live broadcast of the surgery. As long as the doctor doesn't move around, it's fine.
Ten minutes later, Professor Rudolf Wagner's voice came from the door.
"Oh my god, boss, I missed you so much!"
Zheng Ren missed hearing the familiar Northeastern accent.
However, Zheng Ren refused to hug her.
"Lil Fugui, sit," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"Boss, I'll use the hemostatic forceps to …"
"Let's not talk about this. Dr. Mehar, do you have any requirements for surgery?" Zheng Ren did not want to hear about Professor Rudolf Wagner hitting people with hemostatic forceps.
It seemed that both the professor and Su Yun were very interested in this method, but they did not have much love for it.
He also had to control himself and not knock on the radial styloid process of a certain director of the 912. He did not want to give people a domineering feeling.
"Request?" The professor thought for a moment. "The doctor said that he wants to discuss the surgery with you. Boss, I've never understood this request. He's a patient. He's a patient! When the stent is removed, there will be myocardial ischemia at any time. If he still discusses the condition with you, it's very likely that there will be a big problem! "
"I'm also a little worried, but it's not a big problem. I'll talk to Dr. Mehar about this later," Zheng Ren said.
"Boss, you're simply too unique." Even so, Professor Rudolf Wagner did not say anything else. Instead, he directly praised him. "Your confidence in surgery is as dazzling as the sun. It's hard for people to look at you directly."
"Let's get down to business. What other requests do you think the doctor will have?" Zheng Ren automatically ignored the professor's praise.
"Actually, I think that if it were in Sweden, those doctors who have been promoted would definitely have to constantly consult the whole hospital and find everyone to discuss a safe … In fact, it's a plan to go back on their word," the professor said.
"…" Zheng Ren suddenly felt that the professor was a stranger. He had not spoken this kind of northeastern dialect for many years. It was hard to accept hearing it from the professor.
Seeing that Zheng Ren's expression was not good, Professor Rudolf Wagner stopped himself from being long-winded. He thought for a moment and said seriously, "Boss, actually, I don't know either."
"Oh, okay." Zheng Ren did not care. "Then let's go see Dr. Mehar."
The professor stood up and smiled at Chang Yue.
"Lil Fugui, have you seen the equipment?" Zheng Ren asked as they walked.
"Yes. How should I put it? I feel that the doctor can lie on the operating table and smoothly watch the entire process of the surgery," Professor Rudolf Wagner said. Professor Rudolf Wagner said, "Boss, if I were doing the surgery, I would be very nervous. I'm worried … worried that the doctor will have symptoms of myocardial infarction during the surgery. "
"It's nothing. It's just an ordinary surgery," Zheng Ren said. "It's not that difficult. I don't think there's anything to discuss. It just needs some special equipment. You've seen it, right? "
Professor Rudolf Wagner was speechless at Zheng Ren's confidence.
"Boss, there will be the most professional cardiac intervention equipment and doctors tomorrow. I've seen it all. Find a time to take a look. "
"There's no need. You can come and set up the table for me tomorrow." Zheng Ren smiled.
The professor suppressed the excitement in his heart and nodded vigorously behind Zheng Ren.
"That's right. Those doctors are finished. If it weren't for you, the doctor would have … "As he spoke, the professor realized that he had said too much.
Zheng Ren walked in front while Professor Rudolf Wagner followed behind. The professor asked Su Yun and chatted for a while before the two of them arrived at the special ward.
In the special ward, Chief Mao and an interpreter were there. She was eagerly talking to Dr. Mehar's assistant.
Seeing Zheng Ren enter, Chief Mao smiled and went up to him.
"Boss Zheng, you're here."
Zheng Ren nodded and smiled slightly. However, he did not say anything and walked directly to Dr. Mehar.
Dr. Mehar was sitting with his eyes closed. When Zheng Ren walked over, he suddenly opened his eyes.
"Doctor, I'm here to see the patient before the surgery," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
Chief Mao looked at Zheng Ren from behind. She was angry but there was nothing she could do. She could only whisper a few words to Dr. Mehar's assistant. Then, she gave Zheng Ren a deep look and left quietly.
"Zheng, I thought you wouldn't come before the surgery."
"How could that be?"
"Zheng, I'm looking forward to tomorrow's surgery. Your hands have really been kissed by the heavens. I think tomorrow's surgery will be very exciting. "
Zheng Ren shook his head. Dr. Mehar was really obsessed with technology. Those who did not know better would think that he was operating on someone else tomorrow.
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