Zhao Yunlong's heart turned slightly cold.
He was really not a f * cking human. How could he have such thoughts?
His wife had just been diagnosed with lung cancer, but he was worried that he did not know the password to the passbook …
Zhao Yunlong let out a long sigh and endured the anxiety in his heart. He asked, "When was the last time Little Juan ate and drank water?"
"Four hours ago," Zhao Yunlong's distant cousin said.
"Go back immediately and tell Little Juan not to eat or drink water," Zhao Yunlong reminded him. "Do diagnostic treatment in the afternoon."
"What's diagnostic treatment?" Zhao Yunlong's distant cousin asked.
"Don't worry about it. Hurry up and run back. Don't drink water at this time. Then you'll have to wait until tomorrow," Zhao Yunlong finally cursed and said impatiently.
"Okay." His cousin could also tell that Zhao Yunlong was in a bad mood, so he immediately ran back.
What did he say! Zhao Yunlong sighed.
Why did he have to do diagnostic treatment in the afternoon? Could it be that he had been bewitched by Boss Zheng?
He knew that it was possible that his distant cousin's words had stimulated him.
But was Boss Zheng trustworthy? Bullsh * t! If he could be trusted, even a sow would climb a tree.
Although he looked honest, he was actually full of evil tricks. Especially his assistant, he was the worst!
Zhao Yunlong cursed in his heart as he read the English case report.
This was a report published in The Lancet. In the end, the patient went to the thoracic surgery department to remove the local malformed lung tissue.
Zhao Yunlong read until the end and seemed to have realized something.
So this was the conspiracy! He had thought wrong before.
The diagnosis was not wrong. If the diagnosis could not convince people, he would not be fooled. The problem was that Boss Zheng said that interventional surgery could be done, but the case in The Lancet was treated using surgical methods.
How vicious!
Villain!
A despicable person through and through!
Zhao Yunlong thought angrily in his heart.
He fabricated a surgical method and then tricked him into going on stage to perform the surgery. If he was curious, he would definitely fall for it.
In the end, the surgery failed …
Although they were relatives of his family, there would not be any problems like medical disputes. However, pulmonary sequestration was a disease that required surgical treatment, and they actually had to be treated with interventional surgery. If word got out, it would make people laugh their heads off.
His academic status and reputation in the martial arts world were slowly worn away.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yunlong felt a little cold.
His thoughts were too deep, unfathomable, and sinister to the extreme.
Most importantly, he had just finished watching the radiographic films, and Boss Zheng and the others had already thought of such a vicious method to deal with him.
Fortunately, he was smart and discovered his opponent's conspiracy in time, Zhao Yunlong thought to himself.
But what could he do? Zhao Yunlong hesitated for a moment.
Should he just pass by quietly like this? Pretend not to know? This was Zhao Yunlong's first thought.
He was tired and was ready to face the sea. A person who was in the warmth of spring would definitely not want to fight with Zheng … Su Yun, such a sinister and cunning opponent.
But Zhao Yunlong really couldn't swallow this.
She had snatched one of his beds. If that was not enough, was she going to kick him out?
He had to fight back. Otherwise, he would become a pushover, and anyone would want to pinch him.
Zhao Yunlong took a deep breath and felt that his heart was beating a little fast.
Did he want to fight Boss Zheng one-on-one?
Fight all of them by himself?
Thinking of this, Zhao Yunlong almost cried.
He was the professor in charge of the 912. How could he be alone?
A few days ago, Zhao Yunlong heard about Boss Zheng bringing the entire medical group to the First Affiliated Hospital of the Imperial Capital Medical University to save the stage.
It was said that the situation was very ugly. When Dean Liu invited Deputy Director Yuan to dinner after the event, he patted Deputy Director Yuan's shoulder and said, "You have a good doctor."
This sentence had already been widely circulated in the 912.
Zhao Yunlong was a little jealous, but more so afraid.
The First Affiliated Hospital of the Imperial Capital Medical University was a hospital of the same level as the 912. The Department of Cardiothoracic Surgery was slapped in the face just like that …
He sighed deeply.
Should he just forget about it?
After much hesitation, Zhao Yunlong made a few phone calls and consulted his classmates in Sorcery Capital and Chengdu.
Only one person had encountered pulmonary sequestration. It was said that at that time, the thoracic department did not see the tumor when they cut the lobe of the lung. In the end, they consulted and diagnosed the disease on the stage.
A rare disease was surgically removed.
In the end, Zhao Yunlong was so unconfident that he flipped through a certain encyclopedia and saw that there was only one line of words under the treatment column — surgical resection had a good prognosis.
Only then did he feel relieved.
How could he fight back? He was forced by others, but he could not fight back. This was simply making things difficult for himself.
He could not joke about the patient's safety, regardless of whether he was his relative or not. When he thought of this, Zhao Yunlong thought of his distant cousin's face.
What kind of f * cking person was he?
Why didn't he push this matter to Boss Zheng and let him do the angiogram?
Zhao Yunlong did not realize that even if he hated Zheng Ren to the core, the thought that appeared in his heart was still Boss Zheng, not the junior doctor from a small place that even birds would not shit on.
In the past few months, he had handled countless major surgeries, and there were no accidents. Zhao Yunlong was also very convinced.
At the very least, Boss Zheng knew the severity of the situation and would not joke about the patient's safety.
Yes, let's do that!
Let him do the angiogram. After confirming it, let's see what he will do.
Do interventional surgery? Hehe, there was no f * cking such a treatment method at all.
Not doing it? He had clearly said that he could do it.
This was called giving him a taste of his own medicine!
Zhao Yunlong smiled, very happy.
After thinking it through, Zhao Yunlong walked back to the Department of Interventional Medicine with his hands behind his back. He was not in a hurry to go back to the office. Instead, he went to the ward and asked his cousin about her fasting time before returning to the doctor's office.
"Boss Zheng, I've asked." The smile on Zhao Yunlong's face was very gentle. "The patient's fasting time is enough at one o 'clock in the afternoon."
Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Are you going to do it in the afternoon? That's great. "
Seeing Zhao Yunlong nod, Zheng Ren could not wait to say, "Su Yun, tell Qin Tang that the afternoon meeting is canceled."
"Okay!" Su Yun did not hesitate and directly picked up the phone.
Zhao Yunlong felt that the moment he learned that the patient with pulmonary sequestration was going to have an angiogram in the afternoon, Zheng Ren's medical team was like a chariot that started up with a roar.
Qin Tang, a member of the Qin family of Hong Kong. Zhao Yunlong's eyes were a little red. Such a big boss, how could he cancel an appointment just like that?
If it were him, he would definitely not do that.
He calmed his mind and revealed a humble smile on his face. He bent down and said in a low voice, "Boss Zheng, there's something you need your help with."
"Huh?" Zheng Ren was stunned.
"I've never encountered pulmonary sequestration. Do you think you can go on stage for the surgery? "Zhao Yunlong asked.
He did not mind lowering his head before the surgery.
However, to his surprise, after saying this, he felt the atmosphere around him change.
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