"Twenty days ago, the girl experienced severe pain during mealtime. She went to her hometown hospital for treatment," Fang Lin said. "Various tests were done, but the results were disappointing."
"Fortunately, she met Boss Zheng," another person said with a smile.
"No, Brother Fang's boss also needs to do a biopsy," Zheng Ren said.
"If I were to treat the patient alone, I definitely wouldn't do a more risky biopsy," Fang Lin said honestly. "First of all, Pet-T can confirm the diagnosis. Secondly, the tumor in the patient's esophagus has too much blood flow, so I'm afraid it won't stop bleeding. Boss Zheng, if you do it yourself, is there a high chance of an accident? "
"I don't know how to do it," Zheng Ren said honestly. "I'm a general surgeon, currently a chief resident in the emergency department."
He did not have the skill points to learn cardiothoracic surgery, Zheng Ren said honestly.
"…" Other than Su Yun, everyone at the table looked at him in astonishment.
A chief resident in the emergency department of a small third-tier city? How low was his rank? There were millions of doctors in the country, and his rank was only at the first step of his career. He was many times worse than the doctoral students in the top hospitals in Imperial Capital and Sorcery Capital.
That was not the key point. The key point was that he was a general surgeon.
F * ck …
The huge psychological gap caused the atmosphere at the table to fall silent again.
Zheng Ren was truly capable of disrupting the situation.
"Let's not talk about that." Su Yun poured himself a glass of Lafforgue and savored the unique taste of iodine. He smiled and said, "Does anyone know how far the research has progressed?"
Fang Lin and the others were in a daze for a while. A young doctor sitting at the door said, "My boss was asked to consult on the next step a few days ago, but there was still no breakthrough. The current difficulty is that there are no arteries supplying the prostate. First, there are too many capillaries, so there is no way to embolize them. Second, it is too fine, and the requirements for materials are strict. Third, the requirements for the surgeon are extremely high. "
"The big bosses are fantasizing. I'm not optimistic about this project." Fang Lin raised his glass and clinked it with Su Yun's.
After the bold gesture, he did not finish it in one gulp. Instead, he took a small sip.
"I heard that Biosensors International is developing a thinner guide wire and catheter. They're working on it in Sorcery Capital."
"Oh? Why? "Zheng Ren was stunned.
There were bound to be very few patients who performed a prostate embolization surgery. This was especially true for the newly developed guide wires and catheters, which meant that they were expensive. Ordinary people could not afford them, and it was even more difficult to recoup their costs.
"There are too many theories behind this." Fang Lin smiled and said, "For normal prostate hyperplasia, just remove it. There's no need for such a troublesome method like interventional surgery. Only people who are too old and have coagulopathy or heart disease can use it. Once they are stimulated by pain, they will suffer a cardiac arrest. They will have to bear the consequences. "
Realization dawned on him.
Although Fang Lin did not make it clear directly, how could Zheng Ren not understand the crux of the matter at this point?
"I heard that the research institute has gathered many big shots in the industry. It was originally an unintentional move, but the big bosses are now in a difficult position."
Zheng Ren noticed that everyone was looking at him when he realized that he was in a difficult position.
His gaze was filled with complicated emotions, such as pity …
Was he going to be the scapegoat?
Zheng Ren did not think so. If he were to be the scapegoat, his shoulders were not big enough to bear such a huge burden.
Everyone chatted for a while more about all kinds of hospital gossip, who had performed what kind of surgery, which department's deputy chief had gone to another hospital because he could not get promoted, and his original department and hospital were like fire and water.
Zheng Ren was silent, eating the cherry-like foie gras. He wondered if Xie Yiren would think about making it herself if she ate this kind of foie gras.
That little foodie.
Thinking of Xie Yiren, Zheng Ren's lips curled into a smile.
"Hey, who are you thinking of? You're smiling so ambiguously." Su Yun stood up. They had already drunk three rounds and were ready to leave. After all, there were surgeries tomorrow. Even if they were outpatients, they had to see hundreds of patients a day. It was not much easier than surgery.
"Oh." Seeing that everyone was leaving, Zheng Ren stood up and put on his coat.
The coat was bought by Xie Yiren. It felt good, but he did not know what material it was made of. Before he went back this time, he should buy a small gift for Xie Yiren. What should he buy?
Zheng Ren's mind wandered again.
When it was time to pay the bill, Fang Lin was no longer stingy and distressed. He walked a few steps to the front desk and took out his phone to pay.
"Sir, someone has already paid for you," the cashier at the front desk said politely.
"Huh?" Fang Lin was stunned.
It must be Su Yun, that guy, who paid the deposit first, and then he paid the bill.
Thinking of this, Fang Lin was not happy.
"Hey, I say, do you have to be so polite?" Fang Lin turned around and scolded Su Yun.
"What's wrong?" Su Yun followed behind Zheng Ren as if nothing had happened after drinking a bottle of Lafforgue.
"When did you pay the bill? Why didn't I know?" Fang Lin said, "To welcome you and Boss Zheng, but you rushed to pay the bill. Is there anyone like you?"
Su Yun shrugged and brushed the black hair in front of his forehead. He did not explain. However, Zheng Ren could decipher countless contemptuous words from his eyes.
At that moment, a familiar figure appeared at the front desk. Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment, and it took him two seconds to react.
"Chief Zheng, I've paid the bill." Feng Xuhui had a professional smile on his face.
"I'm sorry," Zheng Ren said.
This was the first time Zheng Ren experienced someone else paying for him. The key point was that Feng Xuhui, the manager, did not even sit at the table. He had been waiting at the front desk, lonely and cold, waiting for the drinks to end.
Su Yun smiled. "Thank you very much."
"This is …" Fang Lin had guessed Feng Xuhui's occupation, but he did not know his company, so he asked anyway.
Generally speaking, having someone waiting outside to pay the bill was a privilege that only big bosses could enjoy at a party.
Moreover, most of the time, the boss had to personally make a phone call. Otherwise, why would a salesman rush to wait for three to five hours and spend thousands of yuan just to show his face?
However, looking at Zheng Ren and Su Yun's expressions, it seemed that they did not inform the company's salesman. They were really rushing to pay the bill.
The professors present all knew the trick. There was no such thing as a free meal in this world, and this meal was at least seven to eight thousand yuan.
The person who paid the bill must have a request.
Fang Lin glanced at Zheng Ren. If Zheng Ren refused, it would mean that the other party's request was too big, and the money for the drinks was not enough.
After exchanging glances, Su Yun's heart was clear. Although their thoughts were full of twists and turns, they could not hide it from him.
He said impatiently, "Manager Feng, thank you. Let's go, go back to sleep. "
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