Zheng Ren and Su Yun walked out of the interventional surgery room.
The door opened, and a slender figure immediately rushed in.
"Doctor, how's my mother?" the girl beside Lin Jiaojiao asked anxiously.
"She should be fine," Zheng Ren replied calmly.
"Oh, that's good, that's good." The girl was still in shock. This was the only good news she had heard in the past few hours.
"Don't worry." Zheng Ren did not stop to explain the situation and the surgery to Lin Jiaojiao's daughter.
After all, this was Imperial Capital, not Sea City General Hospital. He did not need to waste his breath.
Moreover, if he told the patient's family that he had performed the surgery, there would be a misunderstanding.
It would be a beautiful misunderstanding, but it was already midnight. Zheng Ren did not want to waste any more time. After all, there were four interventional surgeries waiting for him in the morning.
"When will Uncle Kong be out?" the girl asked from behind.
"I don't know, probably soon," Zheng Ren said as he walked away.
A smile appeared on the girl's distressed face. She did not notice Zheng Ren and Su Yun beside him.
Su Yun's charm was often ignored in front of the patient's family members.
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…
Ten minutes later, the stretcher trolley was pushed out.
Department Chief Kong and Chief Ma stayed by Lin Jiaojiao's side while Chief Resident Shen and the other doctors pushed the trolley toward the ophthalmology department.
After some discussion in the operating room, it was decided that Lin Jiaojiao would stay in the ophthalmology department. After all, the interventional surgery was done. All that was left was to solve the problem of vision recovery.
Interventional surgery was not a professional, so it was better to go to the ophthalmology department.
As for the postoperative treatment, Department Chief Kong asked Chief Resident Shen to stay in Lin Jiaojiao's ward for the night. It should be fine.
After all, she was a senior in the hospital and had suffered so much in the past. Department Chief Kong felt sorry for her.
He would do as much as he could.
After returning to the ophthalmology department, Chief Ma observed Lin Jiaojiao's condition.
The analysis was very optimistic. The arterial network had recovered blood flow. Lin Jiaojiao's vision should be fine now, but out of caution, he covered her eyes with warm saline gauze to promote blood perfusion and prevent complications.
After dealing with all of this, Chief Ma said goodbye and drove home. Department Chief Kong glanced at Chief Resident Shen and waved him out of the ward.
"Little Shen, your performance today was very abnormal." After there were no "outsiders", Department Chief Kong's face fell and he said seriously.
Prof Shen was sweating profusely.
Department Chief Kong was right. He did not nitpick. He did not perform well today.
In the beginning, he washed his hands and put on his clothes. It was not that he was slow, but that the young Boss Zheng was too fast.
But was it a problem to perform surgeries so fast?
Moreover, wasn't it normal for emergency treatment to be fast?
If she brought this up, she was afraid that Department Chief Kong would have a heart attack.
Even after the surgery was done, Professor Shen still found it unbelievable when he recalled the scene at that time. How could someone finish the preoperative work of the surgery in such a short period of time?
This mistake could be said to be because Boss Zheng's hand speed was too fast, so it was understandable.
However, when he was holding the microcatheter and preparing for the imaging, he did not know when he had moved his hand, causing a part of the catheter to move out.
This mistake … was practically a crime.
There was once a legend that in a certain hospital, a professor brought his student to perform TIPS surgery. The most difficult puncture had been done. The professor asked the student to hold the guide wire and prepare to insert the stent.
In the end, the stent could not be inserted. After the imaging, the guide wire was 10 centimeters out.
If it was a normal surgery, the professor would be very angry, but not especially angry.
However, this was known as the most difficult TIPS surgery in the interventional department. All the operations were basically done blindly, and it depended on one's skill and luck.
The guide wire was pulled out, causing the surgery to be repeated.
In the end, the student … unfortunately did not graduate.
Professor Shen did not expect that something that sounded like a joke at the time would actually happen to him.
And he was not the professor who performed the surgery, but the extremely stupid student!
The TIPS surgery could be done again. After all, the patient would lie down for a few more hours, and the professor would perform the surgery for a while longer.
This time, the emergency surgery was a race against time, but he had actually made such a big mistake.
It was simply unforgivable!
"Boss … I … I … I was wrong," Professor Shen said softly with his head lowered, his face flushed red.
"Fortunately, Boss Zheng was fast. If he was slightly slower, your Auntie Lin's eyes might not have been saved," Department Chief Kong said seriously.
"Yes, yes." Professor Shen's head was getting lower and lower. If Department Chief Kong said a few more words, his head would probably fall to his heels and his whole body would fold.
"Don't be fooled by your age, Boss Zheng and Su Yun. Don't compare yourself to them." Department Chief Kong did not fly into a rage. After a moment of seriousness, he became gentle and comforting Professor Shen.
Professor Shen was also stunned. This was not his boss's style.
"Tonight, look after your Auntie Lin and change the warm saline gauze frequently." Department Chief Kong's mind was obviously not on Professor Shen. Perhaps he was in a particularly good mood today, but he did not scold him too much. Instead, he said, "Your Auntie Lin had it hard back then."
What else could Professor Shen say? He nodded repeatedly.
"Right, if there's a chance, try to get closer to Su Yun," Department Chief Kong said.
"Su Yun? The Su Yun who performed the heart transplant? " Professor Shen was a little surprised. No matter how strong they were, they did not need to rush to do anything.
"Yes." Department Chief Kong said, "I estimate that in three to five months, the paper in The Lancet will be published. Although it's useless for your graduation, you can still fight for it. After all, it's The Lancet. You can even fight for the top ten. "
"…" Professor Shen felt that something must have gone wrong with him tonight. Perhaps he did not rest well enough, causing his hearing to deteriorate, or perhaps his comprehension ability had problems.
The job of a chief resident was really not for humans.
He had been in suboptimal health all year round, so he kept hearing the wrong things today.
"Boss, Su Yun's paper was published two years ago." Professor Shen finally felt the need to remind his boss in a low voice.
"Bullsh * t!" Department Chief Kong glared at Professor Shen and scolded, "I'm talking about the differential diagnosis and surgical treatment of liver cancer nodules and liver cirrhosis nodules."
"…" There must be something wrong with his hearing. How could he research something like this?
Professor Shen lowered his head. Although he kept replying, his mind was already on his way to the Chinese Medicine Department to have the old chief take his pulse and see if he could get some herbal medicine.
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