Being a scapegoat also required experience. How big were your shoulders? What could you bear? Taking ten thousand steps back, if something really happened and you took the blame, would I, Old Zhou, mistreat you?
That would be a blessing in disguise.
Zheng Ren did not care so much. He sat at the side, still looking at the radiographic films over and over again.
"Boss, what are you looking at?" Su Yun asked.
"Since I have nothing to do, I'm thinking about how to perform the surgery." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Overall, there's no big problem. Let's do an angiogram to confirm it first."
"Are you Doctor Zheng?" Lin Yuan walked over hesitantly. Once she made a decision, she did not think about anything else and became generous.
"Yes." Zheng Ren looked at the radiographic films and nodded slightly. He did not pay attention to whether the person standing beside him was a beautiful woman with a ponytail or a bald old man.
"Who are you?" Su Yun raised her head unhappily and blew. The black hair on her forehead fluttered as if expressing her dissatisfaction.
"My name is Lin Yuan, I'm …"
"Harvard Medical School, PhD? Got it." Su Yun interrupted Lin Yuan's words before Zheng Ren could reach out.
Lin Yuan stretched out her hand and was stunned in front of Zheng Ren.
"Doctor Lin, please sit." Zheng Ren was very gentle but still did not look at her. He did not even notice her outstretched hand. "What can I do for you?"
"I …" Before Lin Yuan could speak, Su Yun interrupted him again.
"Boss, do you think you're approachable?"
Uh … Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment. How did she become so approachable after just a few sentences?
"You're hurting her!" Su Yun made an exaggerated expression. "She's her doctoral supervisor. She probably has to be polite to you when she sees you, Boss Zheng."
"No," Zheng Ren said. "You don't know what her profession is."
"Harvard Medical School admits very few international students every year and only provides four doctoral positions in biology," Su Yun said disdainfully through the black hair on her forehead.
He seemed to be very dissatisfied with Lin Yuan calling his boss Doctor Zheng just now.
"I'm a clinician …"
"Just a doctoral student. How is it different?" Su Yun said disdainfully. "Your diagnosis just now was a bit routine. You must have been very diligent in school. Do you think you're omnipotent?"
Lin Yuan frowned and looked at Su Yun.
How could this person be so rude!
"Forget it, Su Yun." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Doctor Lin, do you have any questions?"
"Dr. Zheng, how did you think of pulmonary vein stenosis from radiofrequency ablation?"
"Oh, I didn't think of it from radiofrequency ablation," Zheng Ren replied.
"But you …"
"If I don't say that, will Professor Wu be able to accept it?" Su Yun glanced at Lin Yuan and said, "You can tell that there's a problem with the pulmonary vein at a glance, right, boss?"
"No, it took me nearly a minute to confirm it."
Lin Yuan felt that this Boss Zheng was even more annoying than the domineering Doctor Su Yun. What was he showing off? This kind of faint pretentiousness was the most annoying.
"You want to ask about radiofrequency ablation?" Zheng Ren looked at Lin Yuan and said, "The incidence of PVS after radiofrequency ablation was 3% to 8% before 2004 and 2% to 3% from 2004 to 2016. The rate of missed diagnosis and misdiagnosis is relatively high. The average diagnosis is 16 weeks. It was often misdiagnosed as pneumonia, asthma, pulmonary embolism, lung cancer, etc. The patient in front of us is a typical example of being misdiagnosed with lung cancer. "
"These data …"
"It's in the literature library. After you watch the surgery later, if you're interested, you can go back and check it out." Zheng Ren felt that he had said enough, so he ended the conversation.
"Well, in case you only say that there's a problem, but you don't know what the problem is," Su Yun added.
Lin Yuan's ponytail swayed gently. She was a little angry.
However, what Su Yun said was the truth. She could not refute it at all.
"Boss Zheng, prepare to send the patient." There was a message from Zhou Chunyong and he came to call Zheng Ren.
Lin Yuan looked at Zhou Chunyong politely reporting his medical history to a senior doctor and was a little puzzled.
He followed him and took a look.
"Boss, Zou Yu has arranged a place. Master Yan has also arrived," Su Yun said as he looked at the message on his phone.
"Oh, okay," Zheng Ren said. "The surgery will be done soon. Send the patient back and we'll go together."
The last sentence was said to Zhou Chunyong.
"Damn … I forgot to call Little Feng!" Su Yun said.
"Do you know where this interventional surgery room is?"
"I've been here twice. Who's as homebody as you? It's already lucky that I didn't get lost in the 912. "
Su Yun habitually scolded his boss.
When he arrived at the operating theater, he changed his clothes and sat in the operating room. He had no intention of doing anything.
Zhou Chunyong was already used to it. However, he was not prepared to be the chief surgeon for this surgery.
After all, he was not familiar with the anatomical structure, and the pulmonary vein was not his forte. With Boss Zheng around, it was already good enough that he could be an assistant.
He obediently greeted Zheng Ren and went straight to disinfect.
The interventional doctor on duty at the cancer hospital watched Zhou Chunyong scrub his hands and disinfect in a daze.
The chief of the Imperial Capital's hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery was going to perform surgery?
However, was it really legal to perform surgery across hospitals and disciplines?
He did not know whether he should stand up and righteously criticize Zhou Chunyong. He should chase him away or pretend not to see it.
If he pretended not to see it, if something happened, he would have to take the blame.
The doctor on duty was so anxious that his back was covered in sweat. However, he quickly understood.
He would call the second-rate professor and ask. He would definitely not take the blame!
Seeing that Zhou Chunyong had already started to disinfect, the doctor on duty immediately ran to a place in the corridor with good signal and called the second-rate professor Jiang.
When he dialed, his phone rang in the changing room.
He had already arrived. That was good. That was good.
"What's wrong?" Professor Jiang's question came from the changing room.
The doctor on duty quickly ran in and whispered, "Professor Jiang, Chief Zhou is disinfecting."
"So fast! Old Zhou is really unkind! "Professor Jiang said angrily.
Look at what he was thinking. The junior doctor on duty let out a long sigh.
"Professor Jiang, I think so too."
Professor Jiang did not continue to speak. Instead, he sped up to change his clothes. He did not even have time to tie the belt of his pants as he walked toward the operating theater in his slippers.
"Professor Jiang, hat."
Professor Jiang took the time to tie the belt of his pants. Then, he grabbed a sterile hat and put it on. He also took a sterile mask and tied the belt behind him as he walked.
He walked a little fast and did not tie his pants tightly. Before he could walk out of the changing room, his pants fell down.
“MD！” Professor Jiang cursed and quickly pulled up his pants. He hurriedly tied the belt as he rushed into the operating theater.
Look at how angry Professor Jiang was!
The doctor on duty secretly rejoiced that he had not allowed Chief Zhou to disinfect at that time.
If Professor Jiang had vented his anger, he was afraid that he would not have had a good ending.
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