Under Rudolf Wagner's murderous glare, Professor Tian took the scans and ran away.
In the end, Professor Tian still could not figure out what he did wrong to incur Professor Rudolf Wagner's hostility and disgust.
When he returned to the orthopedics department, Professor Tian immediately took a picture of the surgery and sent it to the deputy chief of the interventional radiology department.
He did not understand the surgery, but it was a fact that there was less blood loss during the surgery.
What he wanted to know was why. For this point, it would be most convincing if a specialist doctor made the judgment.
Soon, he received a WeChat message from Professor Tian. It was a reply from the deputy chief of the interventional radiology department. He tapped on it, but before he could read the content, a call came in.
"Who performed this surgery?" After picking up the phone, the deputy chief of the interventional radiology department asked impolitely.
"Sea City General Hospital emergency department's chief resident," Professor Tian answered.
"Impossible, he's out of town …" There was a sudden pause. After a few seconds, the associate chief physician of the Department of Interventional Medicine suddenly asked in confusion, "Is the surname of the surgeon surnamed Zheng?"
Huh? How did he know?
Professor Tian seemed to have discovered a new continent.
"Yes, his name is Zheng Ren."
"Damn … Old Tian, that's a big shot. Like I said, he was able to come up with new ways to embolize the lumbar artery. I knew it was him. "
"…"
He seemed to be famous?
Professor Tian was puzzled. He was a chief resident in the emergency department of a prefecture-level hospital. The lowly Professor Tian could not even see him with a magnifying glass.
Professor Tian performed three to five surgeries a day in Imperial Capital, performed freelance surgeries on weekends, and occasionally attended academic conferences to increase his reputation in the medical field.
Not to mention the interventional radiology department, even the latest orthopedics news was hard to come by.
Was he really that good? Professor Tian was confused.
Even if he was a new star, he should have met him in Imperial Capital or Sorcery Capital. Sea City? What kind of place was that?
"Who was he?" Professor Tian asked.
"It's hard to explain in a few sentences. The person on the other side replied, "Let me tell you this. That's a big shot in the future. This surgery was done beautifully!"
Professor Tian was speechless. He knew his friend's temper very well.
The other side must be watching the radiographic films and did not notice his problem at all.
Helplessly hanging up the phone, Professor Tian looked at the time. It was time to go to the airport.
"Little Zhou," Professor Tian thought seriously.
"Ah? What's wrong, Teacher Tian? "Doctor Zhou asked.
"If there are any more patients with vertebral body tumors, pay attention and collect them. If it's a rural patient, the consultation fee is negotiable, but Doctor Zheng will have to perform the embolization surgery himself, "Professor Tian said," If there's a need, I'll fly over in advance to watch Doctor Zheng perform the surgery. "
Doctor Zhou did not even think about it and quickly agreed to it.
As for the purpose of Teacher Tian's words, he had plenty of time to think about it. Now, the most important thing was to do whatever Teacher Tian said.
…
…
In the emergency ward, Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner were discussing the significance of diffusion-weighted magnetic resonance imaging in TIPS surgery.
Previously, Zheng Ren had researched it in the System's operating theater.
After all, a person's power and way of thinking were limited.
Professor Rudolf Wagner provided numerous references. Some were doubtful, and some were deducing from another angle.
The two of them chatted enthusiastically, especially Professor Rudolf, who had not felt this way for many years.
New differential diagnosis methods were not easy to come by.
Nowadays, most of the surgical methods in clinical practice were the result of countless years of hard work and refinement by smart and intelligent people.
However, Zheng Ren could make a precise judgment on the TIPS puncture in such a short time!
Professor Rudolf's blond hair danced in the wind as if he was playing a melodious violin.
He was immersed in the discussion of diagnosis and surgical methods, unable to extricate himself.
Zheng Ren was the same. Having a world-class doctor to discuss with was a hundred times better than being tormented in the System.
The professor's opinion had touched Zheng Ren's heart. The two of them conversed and time passed.
After an unknown amount of time, someone spoke beside them.
"Little Zheng."
Zheng Ren's first reaction was displeasure. At this time, anyone other than Xie Yiren would have displeased him.
He turned his head and saw Chief Sun from the general surgery department.
Although he was disturbed, he still had to show respect to his old comrade.
Zheng Ren forced a smile and said, "Hello, Chief Sun."
Department Chief Sun knew what to do. He waited for nearly ten minutes, but when he saw Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolph deep in their conversation, he interrupted.
He was slightly embarrassed and said, "Little Zheng, sorry to disturb you."
Chief Sun's politeness did not sit well with Zheng Ren.
After all, he was an old comrade. He quickly stood up and said politely, "Chief Sun, you're too polite. What's the matter? "
Chief Sun was comforted. Zheng Ren was a sensible kid.
"Little Zheng, there's a difficult case in the outpatient clinic today. Can you take a look at it?" Chief Sun said as he waved someone in.
Zheng Ren glanced at the person. It was a middle-aged woman in her forties with a confused expression.
"She's having a physical examination at the unit. They found a problem during the scan. The physical examination center came to me for a consultation. I've never seen it before, so I'm here to ask you for help, "Chief Sun said with a smile.
"Don't say that. What do you mean by 'take a look'?" Zheng Ren said with a smile. Then, he saw the patient's diagnosis on the System panel in the upper right corner of his vision — abdominal free body.
This term was very antisocial. Zheng Ren only had a vague memory of it.
Zheng Ren needed to think carefully to remember what the abdominal free body was.
If not for the System, Zheng Ren's memory would have improved tremendously. He would have forgotten the diagnosis a long time ago.
He took the scan from the patient's hand and inserted it into the radiographic film viewer.
In the lower part of the patient's abdominal cavity, there was a seven-centimeter egg-shaped object near the intestine. As the patient was holding an X-ray scan, the structure of the blood vessels could not be seen. Only the shape could be seen.
The scan was simple. There was nothing else worth looking at after a glance. Zheng Ren pretended to look at the scan carefully as he tried to recall.
Abdominal free body could be caused by inflammation or other reasons, causing the blood supply to be blocked in the abdominal cavity. Parenteral adipose tissue necrosis, fibrosis, calcification, then forming a white, smooth substance in the abdominal cavity.
Since most people would never discover it, it was difficult to estimate the probability of occurrence and there was no way to prevent it.
As it was not a malignant disease, doctors did not pay much attention to it. Zheng Ren only vaguely remembered that it was mentioned in two journal reports.
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