Six hours after Zheng Ren finished the surgery, Chu Nu Ang Sai regained consciousness and all his symptoms improved rapidly.
The doctors from Nanyang National Hospital gave an unbelievable answer. Based on Chu Nu Aung Sai's recovery speed, he would be transferred to a normal ward in three days and be discharged in ten days.
With this surgery as a precedent, the Wangs had no reason to hesitate.
Should they wait for Dr. Keenta to arrive?
That option had been ruled out.
Apparently, Chu Nu Aung Sai had submitted to Boss Zheng. This was shocking news for the Nanyang families, especially the Wangs.
The waters were calm but after a bomb was dropped, they could no longer remain calm. He was truly awesome, and he wasn't faking it.
All the information and data showed that Boss Zheng's surgery was the best choice.
Everyone in the Wangs supported Boss Zheng's surgery. Dr. Keenta, who was far away in Massachusetts General Hospital, was forgotten.
However, Wang Nan still came to receive Dr. Keenta. After all, many things were decided by him during the long journey.
Out of courtesy, he had to inform Dr. Keenta.
"Doctor, this is Dr. Zheng's judgment based on imaging. He means that after the last surgery, the ceramic hip replacement failed and when it was removed, there were ceramic fragments left … "
"That's impossible!" Dr. Keenta was furious.
He did not expect someone to use this method to frame him.
Ceramic fragments? At that time, when he was taking out the ceramic hip joint, he had indeed broken it. But all the fragments were taken out by themselves, and they examined them carefully twice.
There was no way there were ceramic fragments left.
Even if there were, what did the ceramic fragments have to do with cobalt poisoning?
Sinister and evil. He was targeted by an evil force. Dr. Keenta began to feel afraid after his anger subsided.
He did not expect the old man from Johns Hopkins Hospital to treat him like this.
He would rather sacrifice the life of a world-renowned tycoon in a normal academic competition.
In Dr. Keenta's opinion, the success rate of Mr. Wang's surgery was not high. After all, he was 93 years old and underwent a major surgery like a hip replacement … Plus, his heart was showing signs of serious heart failure recently.
He definitely did not dare to perform this kind of surgery.
If the patient died during the surgery, they would confuse right and wrong and say it was a mistake from three years ago. They would even take out a ceramic fragment and say it was left in the patient's body three years ago.
No, I have to watch the surgery from the beginning! Dr. Keenta made up his mind in an instant.
You can't believe what they say.
"When will the surgery be done?" Dr. Keenta tried to calm himself down. He could not be blinded by anger.
"It's about to start," Wang Nan said. "My grandfather should be on the operating table by now."
"Go straight to the hospital," Dr. Keenta said firmly.
"Don't you want to rest?" Wang Nan asked politely.
"No, damn it! I want to watch the surgery! "Dr. Keenta suddenly thought of a question. He immediately asked," Surgery, can I watch it? "
"I'll ask my father. I think it's possible," Wang Nan said.
Instead of relaxing, Dr. Keenta was a little lost.
If it was a conspiracy, wouldn't he be excluded? But the people on this side actually didn't refuse to let him watch.
Was there really something wrong with his surgery?
Dr. Keenta began to reread all the recent examinations.
In the image of the 64-slice CT scan, he saw a small area of connective tissue proliferation near the replacement hip joint.
If there was a problem, it must be here.
Dr. Keenta carefully looked at the scan, but in the end, he was still not sure if there was a problem in the connective tissue.
Thinking back to the surgery three years ago … he found that he couldn't remember anything at all. He had performed so many hip replacement surgeries that he couldn't remember every detail of each surgery.
He had no choice but to watch the surgery again.
Wang Nan contacted the grandpa of the Wang Family and received a confirmation that he could watch the surgery. The preoperative preparations for the surgery had been completed. Mr. Wang would be sent to the operating table in 30 minutes.
The car was silent. Dr. Keenta repeatedly looked at various test sheets and images.
Cobalt poisoning, hip replacement, these two diseases had nothing in common at all.
He didn't know that the Chinese had a saying, "If you want to frame someone, you can always find a pretext."
With his head full of conspiracies, Dr. Keenta arrived at the Nanyang National Hospital in a nervous mood.
He was unfamiliar with this place. He had only been here once, for a consultation with a rich man in Nanyang.
Coming here again, he couldn't care less about his memories. He pulled Wang Nan straight to the operating room.
Fortunately, he made it in time. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to defend himself no matter what others said.
When they arrived at the operating room, a doctor familiar with the Wang Family took Dr. Keenta to change his clothes.
"Has the surgery already begun?" Dr. Keenta asked.
"Right away."
"Do you really think the cobalt poisoning was caused by the ceramic fragments?" Dr. Keenta didn't stand on ceremony and went straight to the point.
Now his mind was full of similar questions.
The doctor hesitated for a moment and finally said, "To be honest, Dr. Keenta, I don't think so."
Dr. Keenta's heart suddenly relaxed. There were still many good people in the world.
That old man could bribe this year's Nobel Prize winner to cross disciplines for surgery, but he didn't have enough reasonable logical reasoning to prove that he was wrong.
Look, even the doctors at the Nanyang National Hospital thought so.
"I've read all the preoperative information. I can't see any problems," the doctor answered honestly.
Dr. Keenta nodded.
"It must be because my skill level isn't good enough that I can't see it. Dr. Keenta, you must know what's going on. "The doctor changed the angle and asked Dr. Keenta.
"…"
"Boss Zheng's judgment shouldn't be wrong. Although I can't see the logical relationship, it must be mine …"
"Don't talk about the damn skill level. I've already seen the radiographic films. There's no problem at all! It's definitely not a problem with my surgery! " Dr. Keenta was furious, and his voice echoed in the changing room. "Your skill level isn't good enough, but is mine too?"
The doctor quickly focused on changing his clothes and didn't dare to say a word.
Dr. Keenta, from Massachusetts General Hospital, was one of the world's leading orthopedic figures.
He ranked first in the world in the total number of hip replacement surgeries.
This kind of person was definitely not someone he could offend.
"Shameless! Hooligans! You traitors who betrayed the Hippocratic oath! "
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