However, Chief Mao still did not move. Her eyes rolled back and her limbs trembled more and more violently as if a pair of invisible hands were grabbing her and swinging her around.
One side of her mouth was tightly pursed, and the other side was foaming.
Something was wrong!
Chief Mao's husband did not have time to be afraid. He shouted, "Mao Mao!"
There was still no movement. Chief Mao's trembling became more and more obvious and the bed creaked.
He pressed Chief Mao's body down and pinched her philtrum while shouting, "Doctor! Doctor! "
…
…
The morning's surgeries went smoothly. After a period of running-in, the medical team could still operate at high speed even though they had changed parts.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was the second … third best in the world when it came to TIPS surgery.
Now, he could control each surgery to be completed in about 30 minutes.
After a day of cooperation, Lin Yuan's eyes were wide open.
He had thought that the patients on the first day had been carefully selected, which was why the puncture was successful every time.
However, after today's surgeries, Lin Yuan fell silent.
All TIPS surgeries were almost non-existent in front of Boss Zheng's medical team. The TIPS surgery that had previously terrified doctors had become simple. Even Boss Zheng did not have to go on stage.
A few surgeries in one day could be a coincidence. However, if even ten surgeries were like this, it was inevitable.
No wonder it could become a Nobel General project. It had truly changed the surgical method.
Lin Yuan worked hard to learn, but Professor Rudolf Wagner's surgeries were too fast. Lin Yuan could not understand the Northeastern dialect that came out of his mouth from time to time.
After the last surgery, the professor turned and walked off the stage. Lin Yuan pressed the puncture point and prepared to send the patient back.
He sat in front of the operating table and pressed the intercom. "Have you done similar surgeries in the United States?"
Lin Yuan was startled. Was Boss Zheng talking to him?
He had been there for two or three days but he had always been a transparent blank. It was as if he did not exist in Boss Zheng's eyes.
"Huh?" Boss Zheng's voice came through the intercom. "Are you hypoglycemic?"
Lin Yuan immediately realized that he had forgotten to speak.
"No, I'm fine," Lin Yuan said. "Boss Zheng, I only did interventional radiography at Harvard. I've never done related surgeries."
"Oh."
Lin Yuan was about to listen to Boss Zheng's next words, but the intercom was turned off.
Oh, oh, what do you mean!
She was a little nervous. He wouldn't kick her out just because she couldn't perform the surgery, right?
After being in the medical team for two days, Lin Yuan really liked it here.
This place was not as boring as he had imagined. He repeated the same work every day without any challenge.
Boss Zheng always had all kinds of strange medical records, and Boss Zheng could accurately make a diagnosis every time.
Not every time, at least that was the case for now.
This was Lin Yuan's intention to stay. She knew that her opponent was not her father, but Boss Zheng, who looked gentle but was actually very tough.
This was not something that could be solved by meowing meow meow meow meow.
But what did Boss Zheng's' oh 'mean?
Lin Yuan felt a little uneasy.
She tilted her head and looked through the leaded glass. Professor Rudolf Wagner was standing next to Boss Zheng, who was pointing at the screen as if explaining something to Professor Rudolf Wagner.
The world-famous professor was as obedient as a student in front of Boss Zheng. Lin Yuan was a little dazed.
Professor Rudolf's reputation was not lower than his mentor's. They were both doctors of the same level. However, his actual surgical skills were obviously higher than Professor Rudolf's.
Not just a little, but a lot.
Lin Yuan guessed that the difference was due to the scene in front of her. After every surgery, Boss Zheng would cut the film and point out the shortcomings of the surgery.
There were no shortcuts in medical treatment. Accumulating experience bit by bit, practicing surgeries by surgeries. There were no shortcuts in life.
When it was time to apply pressure, the patient was bandaged and sent back to the ward.
Lin Yuan was wearing an isolation suit and was about to change. When he passed by the doctor's office, he heard Boss Zheng on the phone.
"Oh? Is Sjogren's getting better? Why is it suddenly twitching? "
"I got it. I'll be right there."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Lin Yuan thought she had heard the most important word — Sjogren's syndrome.
It was a rare disease. He had only learned about it in books, but he had never seen it in person.
Then, Lin Yuan saw Boss Zheng stride out of the office. When he passed by, he acted as if he did not see him and moved aside, looking straight ahead.
"Boss Zheng!" Lin Yuan shouted.
"Yes?"
"Are you going to see a patient? A patient with Sjogren's syndrome? "Lin Yuan asked.
"It used to be Sjogren's syndrome, but it's getting better now," Zheng Ren said simply and strode forward. "Go change your clothes and go back to write the surgery record."
"…"
Lin Yuan felt bitter. This was what doctors at the bottom of the hierarchy should do. She was not one of them!
A Harvard graduate was treated like a nobody. She had to prove that she was an indispensable member of the medical team!
She did not have time to change her clothes and immediately jogged behind Boss Zheng.
"Aren't you going to change?" Zheng Ren heard footsteps and turned around to ask.
"Aren't we going for a consultation?" Lin Yuan's heart trembled under Zheng Ren's gaze.
Boss Zheng's gaze was calm, with the contempt of a senior doctor.
This was the privilege of a senior doctor. Lin Yuan … was really just a junior doctor.
Lin Yuan immediately began to think of a reason and immediately said, "Today, Su … Brother Yun is busy. Don't you need someone to record the patient's condition and take the radiographic films?"
Zheng Ren did not say anything. He did not chase Lin Yuan away, nor did he look at her because of her words.
After saying that, Boss Zheng once again ignored Lin Yuan.
His mind was thinking about Chief Mao.
How could she be so unlucky? First, it was a rare case of endometriosis in the spine, compressing the spinal cord nerves. Then, it was Sjogren's syndrome. This time, it started to smoke again.
Seriously, if this person was unlucky, even a mouthful of cold water would get stuck in his teeth.
"Boss Zheng, what patient?" Lin Yuan asked from the side.
"Someone in the hospital. He had appendicitis some time ago because of the endometrium …" Zheng Ren told Lin Yuan about Chief Mao's experience. Lin Yuan was quite emotional.
"When I was in the United States, I met a patient. He went on the highway seven times in his life and got into seven car accidents. 165 people died in the car with him, but he was still alive."
Zheng Ren was very emotional. The Americans were still very detailed in their records. If this person was in the country, there would definitely not be such detailed data that 165 people died in the car with him.
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