"Director, 5,000 yuan per set is based on the consideration of the family conditions of the patients we're treating …"
Before President Zhang could finish his words, he was interrupted.
"Dr. Zheng, what did he say?" Director Ren asked while looking at the screen.
On the screen, the second stent and the first membrane stent overlapped almost perfectly. The surgery was over.
"Chief Zheng said it's fine. He only has one request, which is to perform at least eight to ten TIPS surgeries in the near future."
"Huh?" Director Ren muttered.
"I'm thinking that Chief Zheng and Professor Rudolf Wagner might have come up with some new research project that requires a large number of cases," Director Zhang whispered his guess.
The reason behind this was not difficult to guess. No one who could become a vice principal was a fool.
"We still don't have enough patients," Director Ren said. "We have to find thirty reliable patients even if we have to dig three feet deep. Don't worry about money. The hospital will give you a discount. "
"Then …" Director Zhang muttered.
"Let Dr. Zheng train someone," Director Ren said. "I know he doesn't lack patients, but most of the patients in Sea City who need TIPS surgery are in our hands."
"Understood."
At this point, Zheng Ren had already come out of the operating room. Professor Rudolf Wagner applied pressure to stop the bleeding.
Director Ren was still not used to it and wondered if he had made a mistake.
"Chief Zheng, you're very skilled in TIPS surgery," Director Zhang said with a smile.
"It's alright."
"Where did you learn TIPS surgery?" Director Zhang asked in a seemingly casual manner.
Learn? Even the best hospitals in the world would not be able to perform TIPS surgery so quickly. Where did he learn it?
"It's because Chief Xia has an emergency department. I was forced to do it. After doing it, I felt that it wasn't difficult. It just so happened that the professor was there. After studying it for a few days, I became proficient." Zheng Ren smiled as he looked for the third patient's radiographic films.
Director Zhang hurried over to help but stumbled when he heard Zheng Ren's words, nearly hitting his head on the corner of the table.
Fortunately, the plump man caught him.
Being forced to perform TIPS surgery by an emergency patient?
Could he be any more pretentious?
Being able to perform TIPS surgery meant that he was an expert in the interventional department. He was allowed to be pretentious, but this was a little too much.
"Let them send the patient," Zheng Ren said. "Director Zhang, we must send capable candidates for the postoperative care of the patient."
"I know, please don't worry." Director Zhang subconsciously stood at attention and answered.
Age was no longer a fatal factor when the surgery was performed well. In Director Zhang's mind, Zheng Ren was already on the same level as a professor in Imperial Capital, so he naturally had to be polite when speaking to him.
Furthermore, Professor Rudolf Wagner had played a subtle role in this.
The world's top interventional radiology professor was applying pressure to stop the bleeding in the operating theater. You're just the director of a prefecture-level hospital, and you're the deputy director. What's so great about that?
"Sorry for the trouble." Zheng Ren calmly picked up the third patient's scan and was about to enter the operating theater when Director Ren spoke.
"You must be Doctor Zheng."
Principal Zhang was dumbfounded. He had actually forgotten to introduce the Grand Principal.
This was a big mistake.
They had been so distracted by Zheng Ren's words that they had been forced to learn it during the emergency TIPS surgery that they had forgotten about such an important matter.
He quickly pulled Zheng Ren and said, "Chief Zheng, let me introduce you."
Zheng Ren turned around.
"This is Director Ren, and this is Chief Zheng Ren from the emergency department of Sea City General Hospital," Director Zhang introduced with a smile.
"Chief Zheng, nice to meet you." Director Ren smiled at him reservedly.
He was waiting for Zheng Ren to extend his hand.
Zheng Ren smiled and held the scan in his hand. "Nice to meet you, Director Ren."
Then, he turned around and headed to the operating theater.
The surgery was going crazy, especially for the patient who had just died. Professor Rudolf Wagner had given a different opinion during the preoperative scan. Zheng Ren discussed it with him for a long time until they were interrupted by the patient who had been stabbed in the heart.
Afterward, Zheng Ren had been thinking about the patient's scan.
Zheng Ren felt enlightened when he confirmed it with the surgery.
In fact, the surgery just now could not be said to be 100% flawless. Although it was a success, the puncture needle was slightly off target. Zheng Ren had a feeling that if it were not for his + 8 Luck, the puncture would have failed.
This was the accumulation of experience. Zheng Ren's mind raced. After some assumptions were verified, he needed to use the next patient's experience to solidify them.
Therefore, Zheng Ren only had the third patient's MRI scan in mind. There was no need for administrative positions such as director or deputy director.
The air in the operating theater turned cold and froze.
Director Ren was stunned.
This young man …
Then, Director Ren realized he was wrong.
This young man was a chief resident of Sea City General Hospital's emergency department. However, no one in Sea City General Hospital would dare to order him around and treat him like a chief resident.
Director Ren was not angry when he saw Professor Rudolf Wagner applying pressure to stop the bleeding in the operating theater. Instead, he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Nice to meet you, Chief Zheng. I'm Ren Haitao from the Secondary Hospital." Director Ren had a warm smile on his face. He reached out and grabbed Zheng Ren's hand, which was still in a daze, and shook it up and down.
"Oh, Director Ren, nice to meet you." Zheng Ren was overwhelmed by Ren Haitao's enthusiasm.
"I won't disturb you anymore. Make sure you have time to have a meal after the surgery," Director Ren said warmly.
"Okay, okay." Zheng Ren heaved a sigh of relief. The inspiration had not completely disappeared.
Ren Haitao released Zheng Ren's hand and he immediately entered the operating theater with the MRI scan and inserted it into the radiographic film viewer.
The operating theater was still silent.
Everyone who was familiar with the mechanics looked at each other, confused as to what was happening.
The scene in front of them was absolutely beyond their understanding of this "world".
Zheng Ren stared at the scan in the operating theater.
At that moment, the scan was the only thing in his world.
"Lil Fugui!" Zheng Ren suddenly shouted.
"Yes, I'm here. What's wrong, boss?" Professor Rudolf Wagner, who was standing next to Zheng Ren, was startled.
"Here!" Zheng Ren placed his hand on the radiographic film viewer.
"I think we need to turn 25 degrees to the left and insert the needle to the right," said Professor Rudolf, who had also noticed this.
"No, it should be 18 ° to the left and insert the needle forward," Zheng Ren said.
Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner argued fiercely. A series of technical terms, such as gravitational field, thermal equilibrium, numerical density by height, Boltzmann distribution, and so on, came from the operating theater intermittently, which the doctors did not understand.
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