The blonde-haired, blue-eyed foreigner spoke with an authentic Northeastern accent. The short fatty's eyes fell on Professor Rudolf Wagner, and he couldn't move them away.
What was going on?
Zheng Ren and the professor did not pay attention to the plump man. The patient's scans were displayed on the radiographic film viewer like a beautiful woman. Who would pay attention to anyone else?
"The patient's condition is good. It's ideal to perform the puncture here. "
"Boss, the puncture here might have to stick to the blood vessel wall. I suggest moving the needle 15 degrees to the right."
"No, there's a problem with the image here. It's an artifact caused by the MRI. I don't think we should insert the needle at the position you suggested. Here is enough. "
The plump man had no idea what Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner were talking about.
Not to mention that he did not understand, even Su Yun, who was standing behind and looking at the image seriously, was also in a state of confusion.
Surgeons' understanding of medical imaging was at most at Advanced Level. Very few of them had even reached Master Level.
Su Yun was an exception. His CT and MRI scans were probably at the Master level.
However, Su Yun, who was only at the Master level, could not understand the conversation between Zheng Ren and the professor.
What the f * ck!
Su Yun's heart ached.
What was going on? Boss Zheng, you're just a general surgeon. Do you really need to be so knowledgeable in MRI?
Lunch was completely ignored. Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner had been studying the radiographic films of the diffusion magnetic resonance imaging.
The plump man groaned inwardly.
He had thought that the doctors in Sea City General Hospital would take less than an hour to read the scans, which was lunchtime.
He was prepared to treat Zheng Ren to a big meal and get to know him better.
That was how the professors had treated them in the past.
Some of them had even asked for foot washes and massages after lunch.
However, the professor this time was different.
First, he was young. He was too young, not even thirty years old. Could someone like him perform the most difficult TIPS surgery in interventional surgery?
It was probably the foreign professor.
The plump man had initially looked down on Zheng Ren. However, Director Zhang's mission was to protect him.
However …
What he did not expect was that Chief Zheng Ren, a foreigner with a big mouth, was actually so slow at watching the film.
It took him almost an hour to finish looking at a patient with a scan and cross-referencing other examinations.
The short fatty was exhausted from standing. He felt as if all the blood in his body had gathered in his legs. However, wouldn't it be too disrespectful to Chief Zheng if he sat down at the side at this time?
He was conflicted and hesitant.
Wait a minute, it's already noon. They have to eat too, right?
However, Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner did not notice the passage of time at all. After looking at a patient's radiographic films, the professor wrote an entire page in German to record the main points.
Then, the two of them continued to look at the next patient's scan.
The short fatty was tired and hungry. He took a peek at the time and found that it was already past noon. It didn't seem like it could go on like this. Should he remind them?
"Chief Zheng, it's already so late. Why don't we go out for a meal?" the short, fat man said politely with a smile on his face.
There was no response at all. It was as if the short fatty did not exist in this world. He was focused on the scans, occasionally arguing with the professor.
Su Yun laughed, this short fatty seemed to be someone from the mechanism. For clinicians, what was a meal? You want to eat before you finish watching the film in front of you? In your dreams.
It was the same in the outpatient department.
It was the same in the inpatient department.
However, there was still an argument between Zheng Ren and the professor. It was probably a brand new diagnostic method that even the two of them had not fully mastered.
Su Yun perked up, his brain working at high speed.
Su Yun was indeed a genius. He gradually figured out the pattern in the third patient's scan.
By the fourth patient's scan, he was already able to express his opinion.
Although his opinions were always refuted by the professor and his attitude toward him was definitely not as gentle as Zheng Ren's, Su Yun did not care.
This was a genius idea. Using MRI diffusion-weighted hydrographic imaging to determine the approach of TIPS surgery!
As they discussed, the structure of the thesis appeared in Su Yun's mind.
This was definitely more dazzling than the previous two papers.
What troubled him was that there were too many results … It had been less than half a month since he returned from Imperial Capital. The two papers were still under review and there was new results here.
This speed …
The short fatty persevered for two hours and could not hold on any longer.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he sneaked to the side and found a chair to sit down.
His legs were sore and numb. He tapped his thighs lightly, his mind filled with countless questions.
Director Zhang did not give him any instructions and just asked him to bring the scans to Chief Zheng. The short fatty knew the standard of Sea City General Hospital.
They were slightly better than the Secondary Hospital but were inferior in the diagnosis and treatment of hepatitis B and tuberculosis. After all, the Secondary Hospital was a professional hospital with specialized fields.
Tuberculosis was no longer a disease and the overall technical strength of the Secondary Hospital was shifting towards liver diseases.
Therefore, he did not think that Sea City General Hospital would be better than the Secondary Hospital in the diagnosis and treatment of liver cancer, cirrhosis, and portal hypertension.
Sea City General Hospital actually wanted to look at the MRI scan for portal hypertension in the decompensated stage of cirrhosis. It was a joke.
When the short fatty went to retrieve the scans, the department director of the hepatology ward laughed at him.
He knew that the department director was not satisfied with Director Zhang's invitation for the TIPS surgery.
It was not that they could not invite someone, but they could not invite someone from Sea City General Hospital! How would he be able to raise his head in front of Sea City General Hospital during the annual meeting?
The short fatty was stunned. Seeing that Zheng Ren and the foreigner were still studying the scans, he could not help but sigh in his heart.
Regardless of how good the surgery was, he had to admit that Zheng Ren was serious about it.
He had originally wanted to treat Zheng Ren to a meal, but look at Chief Zheng. His mind was completely focused on the scans.
Although the short fatty was an administrative staff, he still had a basic sense of right and wrong. He knew very well what kind of doctor was worth befriending and coming to him in the future when he needed them.
This Chief Zheng was not bad.
After who knew how long, the phone on the table suddenly rang, startling the short and fat man.
"Hello." Su Yun picked up the phone, his voice a little absent-minded, his eyes still staring at the scans on the radiographic film viewer.
"Okay!" After that, Su Yun's voice rose an octave and he immediately hung up.
"Boss, there's a stab wound in the chest and his heart just stopped beating! The ambulance will be here in two minutes. "With that, Su Yun turned and ran.
The short fatty stared blankly at Zheng Ren and Su Yun, who had been focused on watching the scans, running faster than a rabbit. He could not help but be in a daze.
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