The busy Zheng Ren stayed in the cardiothoracic department's single room for two days.
He slept like a log every day and finally made up for the lack of sleep.
Su Yun did not show up for the past two days either, claiming that he had many social engagements. Zheng Ren did not bother to ask what he was up to. All he did was sleep and … chat with Xie Yiren. He had thoroughly satisfied his otaku craving.
On the second day of the antibiotic drip, his fever had subsided and Zheng Ren could feel his body rapidly improving.
He was still young, Zheng Ren knew, so he recovered quickly.
The next day, Cui Heming was transferred out of the cardiothoracic department's intensive care unit. Zheng Ren went to chat with Cui Heming every day. Seeing him recover so quickly, Zheng Ren felt relieved.
On the third morning, Department Chief Kong dragged Professor Gu and Chief Bao to Zheng Ren's ward for a 'ward round'. Afraid that Old Gu would not agree, he dragged the department chief of sports medicine along with him.
The department chiefs from different departments gathered for a ward round early in the morning, causing a commotion in the cardiothoracic department.
Zheng Ren was surrounded by a group of old professors and department chiefs who bombarded him with questions. Zheng Ren felt helpless. The situation was absurd no matter how he looked at it.
However, he had no choice but to treat himself as a patient, Zheng Ren thought.
Without waiting for the old professors to ask too many questions, Zheng Ren followed the standard ward round procedure and explained his symptoms, recent sensations, and various physical examination exercises.
Old Gu was relieved when he saw that Zheng Ren was recovering well.
"It'd be great if all patients were like this. That would save us a lot of trouble," the department chief of sports medicine said before leaving.
Zheng Ren left the cardiothoracic department with Old Gu's permission.
Looking back, Zheng Ren had the illusion that he had lived here for many years.
"Little Zheng, we've found five patients for you this time," Department Chief Kong of the interventional radiology department said solemnly. "Are you confident?"
"Confident?" Zheng Ren was stunned.
In his opinion, it was just a surgery. Why would he need confidence? Was Department Chief Kong suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder and worrying about the low probability of ectopic embolism?
"Yes!" Department Chief Kong looked into Zheng Ren's eyes, trying to discern some details. "I'm asking you to repeat the surgery you did two days ago. Are you confident you can do it?"
"Every surgery is different." Zheng Ren was confused. Repeat? Every patient had a different situation. Otherwise, why would he need to do a retrograde 64-slice CT scan with 3D-image reconstruction?
Every patient's condition was different. As the chief of the interventional radiology department of the top Class Three Grade A hospital in the country, how could he not know such a simple problem?
This was strange.
Zheng Ren's thinking and Department Chief Kong's thinking were in two different space-times, walking further and further away.
Department Chief Kong's heart skipped a beat when he heard his answer.
Every patient had a different condition. Did that mean that the surgery could not be repeated?
If it couldn't be repeated …
Don't make any scandals.
"Little Zheng, you're still young and have many opportunities ahead of you. You mustn't be too eager for quick success," Department Chief Kong advised patiently.
"Oh, okay." Zheng Ren answered. He was not serious, nor was he not serious. He did not know what Department Chief Kong meant.
Department Chief Kong sighed in his heart when he saw Zheng Ren's calm expression. Although he already had a strong desire not to let Zheng Ren perform the surgery, he could not help but be curious.
As long as he did a good job of supervision and stopped immediately if he found any fraud, there should not be any major problems. Department Chief Kong made up his mind.
"What tests do you need?" Department Chief Kong asked.
"Routine admission tests and nuclear magnetic resonance imaging. The 64-slice CT scan has to be done in this hospital. I want to do it myself and do the retrograde reconstruction. "
"Retrograde?"
"Yes, using the tumor as the main body, looking for possible blood vessel proliferation points, and retrograde to find the tumor feeding blood vessels," Zheng Ren answered frankly, without any intention of hiding anything.
This could not be his excuse, could it? Department Chief Kong's confidence in Zheng Ren grew. Everything that came out of Zheng Ren's mouth was something that an experienced interventional radiologist like him had never heard before. The matter was already very obvious.
"The effect is best if the surgeon does it," Zheng Ren said.
"The surgeon …" Department Chief Kong seemed to have found another piece of 'evidence'. Only Zheng Ren, the surgeon, could do it!
There should be no tests that only the surgeon could do. All the preoperative tests were done by the assistant department. All the reports and radiographic films could be sent back.
The surgeon needed to do it himself? Was this a joke?
"Doctor Zheng, are you sure?" Department Chief Kong's heart had long since lost the enthusiasm he had when he discovered the new surgical method. He guessed that Zheng Ren and Su Yun must have used some method to fake it.
He looked at Zheng Ren with some regret in his eyes.
What a good young man. He was skilled in interventional surgery, accurate positioning, meticulous, and patient. If it was not fake … He did not need it at all. As long as he slowly endured for a few years, he would definitely make a name for himself.
Young people were still not mature. They were in such a hurry to make a name for themselves.
Department Chief Kong sighed softly.
"Are you not feeling well?" Zheng Ren saw that Department Chief Kong was like a drama queen. The way he looked at him seemed to have a deeper meaning. He even sighed. What was going on?
Department Chief Kong shook his head helplessly.
"Department Chief Kong, are the five patients you mentioned in the department now?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Yes."
"Can I start seeing the patients?" After holding back for two days, Zheng Ren's entire body was filled with a fighting spirit to perform surgery.
"Are you sure?" Department Chief Kong asked the same question again.
However, the meaning of this sentence changed again and again.
What was wrong with Department Chief Kong today? Zheng Ren was very surprised. Why did he always ask if he was sure? Did he really have difficulty making choices?
"If there are no problems on your side, I can do it anytime." Zheng Ren thought for a moment and replied in the most appropriate tone.
"Then let's go," Department Chief Kong said.
The two of them walked all the way to the interventional radiology department. On the way, Zheng Ren called Su Yun and told him to meet at the interventional radiology department.
After entering the interventional radiology department, Department Chief Kong brought Zheng Ren to the doctor's office.
Zheng Ren had been here before and was familiar with the way. He 'pretended' to greet every doctor.
He could not tell who was on duty that night, but they were all greeting each other.
"Here is the information of the five patients. You can check it yourself," Department Chief Kong said in a deep voice as a doctor pulled out the information.
Su Yun came behind Zheng Ren and glanced at the medical records on the computer. He lowered his head as if he was not interested in anything.
"Little Zheng, I want to ask you something." Department Chief Kong saw Zheng Ren start to look at the medical records and could not help but say in a sincere tone.
"Ah? Go ahead. "Zheng Ren was a little absent-minded.
"Are you sure it will work?" Department Chief Kong asked.
"Is there any difficulty here?" Zheng Ren thought for a moment and asked in a very understanding manner, "If there are difficulties, it's fine not to do it."
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