If he was angered, he would retaliate with a punch if he could. If he didn't have the ability, then he would have to endure hardships. One day, he would definitely return the favor with a punch.
That was Zheng Ren's creed.
Wommel sat in front of him and openly told him that he had to take the initiative to tell Dr. Olsen to withdraw from the Nobel Prize competition.
What the f * ck! Zheng Ren really wanted to slap that pretentious vampire's face with a head of garlic.
Although Zheng Ren did not like the Nobel Prize that had long lost its objectivity and fairness, it did not mean that he was willing to travel ten thousand miles to an ancient castle in the Alps that did not see the light of day all year round to suffer.
Son of a bitch!
They had to find trouble with him.
His stamina could not keep up. After all, even if he had an eidetic memory that allowed him to read steles on horseback, reading 10 years' worth of medical records in 30 minutes was still exhausting.
A wave of indignation rose in his heart. He entered the System and gulped down the energy elixir.
Usually, he would wonder if there were any abnormal substances in the medicine given to him by the System, but now, Zheng Ren did not care about this and did things based on his feelings.
He didn't believe that he couldn't find anything wrong with ten years of medical records.
There was no medical record in the world that could not be found, unless it was written by Chang Yue!
"Boss, what are you thinking about?" Su Yun only read a little before the notebook was taken away.
Su Yun was looking at the latest information. Just like Zheng Ren, he judged that Old Roche was just old. Congenital porphyria was already very difficult to control, and many organs in his body had already shown various kinds of failure.
It was a typical case, and there was no objection.
Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren and asked in surprise when he saw that he was still deep in thought.
"You're looking for faults," Zheng Ren said bluntly.
"Haha, look, I told you that you're stingy." Su Yun laughed. "You …"
"Don't say anything. I seem to have thought of something," Zheng Ren said. "I was just thinking about it when you interrupted me."
"Tsk!" Su Yun said in disdain.
A few minutes later, Wommel appeared at the door again.
"Dear Doctor Zheng, because Dr. Rudi has some matters to attend to, our consultation will have to be brought forward." Wommel was still elegant and calm.
However, this posture made Zheng Ren feel more hypocritical and disgusted. The smell of decay inherited from the Middle Ages was as unpleasant as a shroud.
He stood up silently. Su Yun followed behind him. Fan Tianshui and the old squad leader maintained a vigilant and defensive posture.
As Wommel walked out of the reception room, he came to another room.
"Control the blood pressure! Control the blood pressure! "An irritated voice came from the room." Hurry up and send the radiographic films over! Why can't we do the surgery? "
Zheng Ren was stunned. Surgery? Old Roche's illness was a chronic internal medicine disease. It was impossible to treat it with surgery.
"Dear Doctor Zheng, please understand Dr. Rudy's temper. His wife, the beautiful Lady Evelyn, has just been diagnosed with a very serious illness," Womer explained. "Unfortunately, Dr. Rudy has to fly back to King's Hospital immediately."
"What illness?" Zheng Ren asked subconsciously.
"Sorry, I'm not a doctor." Womer smiled and said, "I can't tell you the specific name, but it should be a major operation a few years ago, and now there is a problem with the part of the operation."
Zheng Ren walked into the room. The layout was vastly different from the reception room.
It was a completely modern facility. The first thing that came into view was a huge LED screen. It didn't show Old Roche's bed, but another hospital.
This should be the King's Hospital.
This hospital was called King's
Hospital，
London, England, King's College Hospital.
This hospital was established in 1840. Its various technologies were the best in the world, especially in the field of liver diseases. It had unique and unique technologies.
For example, an Indian doctor worked at the King's Hospital and performed a liver transplant on a five-day-old baby.
This surgery was recorded in the Guinness World Records.
The King's Hospital and Oxford University worked closely together to create a warm-temperature liver transplant surgery, which made doctors around the world drop their glasses. This was a milestone project in organ transplantation surgery. It was enough to win a Nobel Prize, if the Nobel Prize was given to a clinical surgical method.
Most transplant surgeries required low-temperature freezing.
However, the new technology developed by Oxford University could preserve the liver at 37 degrees Celsius human body temperature for 24 hours!
This technology was undoubtedly groundbreaking, but it was kept a secret. Zheng Ren did not know how they managed to do it.
From the big screen, the opposite side should be a consultation room in the King's Hospital. More than a dozen doctors sat there, facing Dr. Rudy's roar.
"Cut it off," Womer said lightly as he walked into the room.
The image was immediately cut off.
The light and shadow disappeared, and Zheng Ren felt that the entire room had dimmed.
"Bastard!" Dr. Rudy roared.
"Be quiet, Dr. Rudy," Womer said coldly. Wommel said coldly, "I'll give you an hour, and then you can fly back to London to arrange your wife's funeral."
That mouth of his was really asking for it! Zheng Ren looked at Womer and then at Su Yun. He was even more annoying and vicious than Su Yun.
At the very least, Su Yun would never make such a joke.
Perhaps it was not a joke, but a kind of condescending and arrogant attitude.
"Sir Womer, my wife has a dissection after aortic arch replacement. I think I need to go back immediately," Dr. Rudy suppressed his anger and begged in a low voice.
"No, you still have to work here for at least an hour. Explain the condition to our tenured professor at Massachusetts General Hospital and listen to his opinion. It's only an hour. I believe your wife's condition will not change, "Womer said.
"But …"
"No one can perform the surgery. There's nothing you can do even if you go back," Womer said coldly. "If you don't want to have no money for a funeral after your wife dies, consider my suggestion. Oh, by the way, do you want to be buried with your beautiful wife? That's indeed a romantic idea. "
Dr. Rudy was very angry. He slowly lowered his head and clenched his fists.
2.35 seconds later, he said in a low voice, "Sir Womer, I request to see my wife's image data first."
"As you wish, but you only have five minutes," Womer said.
Dr. Rudy immediately turned around and came to a computer. "Is the data transfer done?"
His assistant did not say anything. Instead, he quickly brought up the image.
Zheng Ren was curious and moved closer. Su Yun did the same. He followed behind Zheng Ren to see this almost fatal disease.
Aortic arch replacement surgery was almost the biggest surgery in cardiothoracic surgery.
It was called Bentall.
In China, it was more known as the elephant trunk surgery. Because the aortic arch was like an elephant's nose, it was described as such.
The image data appeared on the screen. After Zheng Ren looked at it, he could not help but sigh.
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