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Chapter 1957

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This was a good idea!

The level of skill could be seen on the stage.

If it was the kind of patient who only talked and showed fear … Xia Hua knew what he should do.

It just so happened that this patient needed emergency surgery, so it did not matter if the old man's surgery was delayed.

The biggest problem with this kind of thing was whether the outside expert was willing to go on stage or not.

Xia Hua was a little hesitant and asked, "Is he willing to do one more surgery?"

"No problem, Boss Zheng," Gao Shaojie said with certainty. Gao Shaojie said with certainty, "If you can accept it, I'll go and talk to Boss Zheng. He probably won't refuse."

"Okay!" Xia Hua said. "Then I'll find a training staff to help."

Gao Shaojie saw Xia Hua's eager look and was a little expectant.

According to Old Liu, Boss Zheng had just been invited to the King's Hospital in England for a Bentall surgery. It was a combination of surgery and interventional surgery.

The overall process of the surgery was very complicated. Doctor Su Yun came back with the surgery video. Old Liu said that he was stunned after watching the video.

Xia Hua really did not know how much he owed Boss Zheng for the surgery. He hoped that after the surgery, he would understand.

After reaching an agreement, Gao Shaojie walked back to the ward.

Zheng Ren put away the stethoscope and said, "Old Master, can you hear me?"

"Boss Zheng, my father's ears are bad. Please speak louder. When talking to him, you have to shout, "Xia Hua said.

"Old Master, I'm looking at you!" Zheng Ren raised his voice.

Xia Hua's father opened his eyes weakly.

When he saw Zheng Ren, a glimmer of light appeared in his dirty and lifeless eyes.

He tried to stretch out his hand, which was trembling.

Zheng Ren quickly reached out and held the old man's hand.

He was already so thin that he was only skin and bones. Zheng Ren gently held the old man's hand and said loudly, "Old Master, don't worry. I'll perform a small surgery for you today."

The old man nodded and whispered, "You … are … on the plane …"

His voice was very soft, but he still used all his strength to say four words.

Xia Hua was stunned.

His old man had not spoken for a long time because he could not eat. However, why did he feel closer to Boss Zheng than to himself?

Because his voice was very soft, Zheng Ren could barely hear it when he put his ear closer.

The old man had not eaten and only relied on fluids to survive. He did not have much strength, but he understood.

He had only seen the old man once, and the old man's face was a mosaic. However, the old man recognized him and remembered what had happened on the plane.

"Yes, we met on the plane!" Zheng Ren said loudly.

The old man nodded slightly. He tried to grab Zheng Ren's hand, but no matter how hard he tried, his strength was only equivalent to a gentle handshake.

"Don't worry!" Zheng Ren said.

Xia Hua suddenly saw the trace of a smile at the corner of his father's mouth.

His expression was very slight. Only he, who understood him the most, could feel that it was a smile of peace.

It was a very absurd feeling. Even he could not make the old master feel at ease. How could a strange Boss Zheng do this?

While Xia Hua was still in a daze, Zheng Ren exchanged a few more words with the old man. Then, he placed the old man's hand on his body and gently patted the back of it to comfort him.

After leaving the ward, Zheng Ren said, "Get ready to send the patient off."

"Boss Zheng," Gao Shaojie quickly whispered, "there might be a delay."

"Huh?" Zheng Ren turned to look at Gao Shaojie.

"There was a mass car accident in the early hours of the morning. The chief resident of the thoracic surgery department and the second-string professor are on the operating table," Gao Shaojie said with a smile.

"And then?" Zheng Ren understood what Gao Shaojie meant.

"Just now, you determined that the patient with a spontaneous esophageal rupture also needs emergency surgery. Isn't it the weekend? There's only Xia Hua and a doctor at home." Gao Shaojie looked at Zheng Ren expectantly.

"Oh, okay. I'm not in a hurry. An hour's work won't delay anything, "Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"Boss Zheng, I'm sorry to trouble you," Gao Shaojie said. "I also want to see the combined treatment of surgery and interventional surgery."

Zheng Ren smiled.

Gao Shaojie explained. He knew what he meant.

Xia Hua's expression and tone just now, as well as the fact that he and Gao Shaojie left during the physical examination, had a reasonable explanation.

It was just a surgery for a spontaneous esophageal rupture. It was done. It would not delay anything.

"Where's the patient?" Zheng Ren asked.

"He went for a CT scan. I think it's almost done by now," Xia Hua said quickly.

Observing his expression, he could feel that Gao Shaojie's posture was very low. Although he still didn't understand, Xia Hua subconsciously humbled himself.

"Take a look at the radiographic films and send them directly to the operating theater. Let the anesthesiologist know when the emergency room is open," Zheng Ren said.

Gao Shaojie was a little emotional.

It had only been a few months, but Boss Zheng had changed so much!

His aura was obviously different from when he first met him when he went to Sea City for surgery.

Now, Boss Zheng was more confident and spoke with more certainty. It was like … his own chief … No, it was definitely more imposing than Chief Jin.

Under the pressure of this aura, even Gao Shaojie could only do whatever he was told, let alone Xia Hua.

When he arrived at the office, Xia Hua found the patient's radiographic films. After clicking on them, he said politely, "Boss Zheng, take a look at the radiographic films first. I'll contact the operating theater."

"There's no hurry. Come here for a while," Zheng Ren said lightly.

Xia Hua was stunned.

Why did his words sound like the chief was about to scold someone? There seemed to be a storm hidden under the calmness.

Su Yun stood behind and watched, feeling happy in his heart.

Did he know how to scold someone? It would be cool if he smashed the medical record clip on Xia Hua's head. However, his boss had a gentle temper and would only talk about the patient's condition.

'What's so good about being gentle?' Su Yun thought to himself.

Zheng Ren sat down and scrolled the mouse. He roughly looked through the CT radiographic films. They were no different from what he had constructed.

"There are multiple gaseous shadows at the base of the neck and mediastinum. The bilateral thoracic cage is symmetrical. The texture of both lungs is evenly distributed. There are cystic translucent shadows in the upper lobe of the right lung. Well, that's not important. Consider it a large alveolus, "Zheng Ren said. "There are multiple gaseous shadows in the mediastinum. Is this the basis for your consideration of bronchopleural leakage?"

Xia Hua nodded blankly.

He was already shocked to the point of being at a loss.

"Let's continue looking, Doctor Xia. When it comes to diagnosing, we always have to make a comprehensive judgment based on different circumstances. You can't arbitrarily rule out the possibility of spontaneous esophageal rupture just because the patient has no history of drinking and did not get sick while eating or vomiting.

"There are multiple streaks and patches in the middle and lower lobes of the right lung and the left lung. The lower lobe of the left lung is not fully inflated. The trachea and bronchi are unobstructed. There are multiple small lymph nodes in the two hili and mediastinum. The heart shadow is small. Bilateral pleural thickening. Bilateral pleural effusion. The gastric tube is inserted. There is gas accumulation at the base of the neck and mediastinum.

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