Seeing Zheng Ren come in, the patient immediately put down his phone and sat up from the bed with a smile on his face.
"Chief Sun, the patient's blood ammonia needs to be checked for at least three days after the surgery," Zheng Ren instructed as he walked to the patient's side and began a physical examination.
[So high, it feels like life …]
During the physical examination, Professor Rudolf Wagner's phone rang.
The professor looked annoyed. He quickly took out his phone and was about to hang up.
When he saw the contact person marked on it, his expression immediately changed and he sneaked out of the ward.
Zheng Ren ignored the professor and did a detailed physical examination to test for hepatic encephalopathy.
The patient's postoperative condition was especially good. It could be predicted that in a few days, under the effect of diuretic drugs, the ascites would gradually reduce and his life would return to normal.
"Very good." After the examination, Zheng Ren said, "Chief Sun, if everything goes well, we can do the second stage of the surgery in three days to remove the recyclable stent."
"Then, can I be discharged?" the patient asked.
"Discharge depends on the ascites and protein condition," Zheng Ren said. "But in theory, after the problem of excessive pressure in the portal vein is solved, these are not problems."
The patient's face showed a happy smile.
Originally, he was quite critical of a young doctor performing the surgery, but when he saw Professor Rudolf Wagner by Zheng Ren's side, he did not say anything.
There were not many people who knew what was going on, but there were definitely not a few.
Before the TIPS surgery, he had consulted many large Class Three Grade A hospitals. The news he received was that the surgery was very risky, and the mortality rate was ranked in the top three among all the current surgical methods.
However, after the surgery today, it only took half an hour to get in and out.
He only felt relieved when he heard Zheng Ren's confirmation.
Zheng Ren reminded the patient a few more things about the postoperative diet before leaving the high ward.
"Chief Zheng, the patient is really lucky to meet you," Gao Shaojie sighed sincerely.
The patients Gao Shaojie had seen after TIPS surgery were probably beginning to show symptoms of hepatic encephalopathy at this time. However, Zheng Ren's postoperative patient was carefree as if he had not undergone the surgery.
How could he reason with this?
"It's alright." Zheng Ren smiled.
"Do you have time?" Gao Shaojie asked. "To be honest, I didn't understand today's surgery at all. Initially, I still had a few doubts that I wanted to consult you about after the surgery, but after watching you perform the surgery, I was completely confused. "
"Oh, it's nothing. Let's go back and study it together," Zheng Ren said 'humbly'.
Department Chief Sun was originally a little doubtful and worried, but when he saw that Gao Shaojie was praising Zheng Ren so highly, he hid all his doubts in his heart and said a few words of praise.
Compared to Gao Shaojie, Director Sun's words lacked a lot of sincerity. He did not get to the essence of the problem at all, so Zheng Ren ignored him.
"Boss!" Professor Rudolf Wagner walked over and said excitedly, "My assistant has brought the patient to the emergency ward!"
"Oh? Prostate? "Zheng Ren asked calmly.
"Yes." The professor nodded.
'So what if I'm here? If I need to perform surgery, I'll do it. If I need to do a check-up, I'll do it. Why am I so excited?'
Professor Rudolf Wagner saw Zheng Ren's calm expression and smiled sheepishly. He moved closer to Zheng Ren and said, "Boss, can you make an appointment for the examination in advance?"
"If you're in a hurry, you can do it tonight," Zheng Ren answered.
The professor was so happy that he seemed to have forgotten about the sacredness of his personal time after work.
"What patient?" Gao Shaojie asked curiously.
With Professor Rudolf Wagner's identity and status, there were not many surgeries that could interest him.
According to the professor, he had rushed over from Germany for the surgery. How strange!
"Prostate hyperplasia, interventional embolization treatment," Zheng Ren said.
Gao Shaojie was stunned. Prostate? Recently, he had heard that there was research in this area in Imperial Capital. However, Gao Shaojie was focused on diagnosing and treating liver disease and was not interested in the prostate, so he did not ask about it.
Now that he heard it, all the inconceivable things suddenly became clear.
Zheng Ren should be the legendary pioneer of prostate interventional embolization! He could even do prostate surgery. No wonder the TIPS surgery was so smooth.
As he thought about it, Gao Shaojie suddenly saw Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner chatting as they walked away.
He hurriedly chased after them.
This time, he had made the right decision to stay! Gao Shaojie praised himself in his heart.
When he returned to the emergency ward, Chang Yue was busy.
A Chinese girl in her twenties was acting as an interpreter.
A Germanic man in his thirties sat beside Chang Yue and answered Chang Yue's question in broken Mandarin. The Chinese girl next to him kept correcting his mistakes.
The patient was not in the office. He had probably been arranged to be in a ward.
"Little Oliver, you're finally here." Professor Rudolf Wagner went up and gave the young Germanic man a big hug.
"Professor, it's too far to travel across Eurasia by train," the Germanic man answered in broken Mandarin.
Zheng Ren was a little curious and asked, "You can speak Mandarin too?"
"The professor requested it. My God, Mandarin is so difficult to learn, "Oliver replied.
"No, it's a very beautiful language. You'll soon know its use," the professor said excitedly. The professor said excitedly, "Little Oliver, in the future, in this great country, we have to use the local language to communicate. Even when the two of us are alone, it's the same."
"…" Oliver's eyes showed a look of despair.
"I've already chosen your Chinese name for you. Xi Bao 'er, it sounds nice, right? Chang said that this name is the same as the Chinese word for cell. It's a name I carefully chose for you. "The professor patted Oliver's shoulder with his hand, his long golden hair dancing in the wind.
"Xi Bao 'er …" Oliver was about to cry.
Zheng Ren was speechless. What did Chang Yue say to Professor Rudolf Wagner when he was not in the ward?
Lil Fugui was not enough, and now there was Xi Bao 'er.
In this day and age, homophonic jokes were deducted.
"Lil Fugui, sit down. I want to record your medical history." Chang Yue was a little unhappy and disliked the professor for wasting time.
Oliver was momentarily stunned.
Why was this girl's attitude toward the professor so stiff? In the next second, the professor would probably start roaring like an angry lion.
However, what Oliver had expected did not happen.
Professor Rudolf Wagner's face was full of smiles, as if every strand of his long golden hair was showing a docile emotion.
"Chang, you have to understand how I felt when I saw Xi Bao 'er. It's called … meeting an old friend in a foreign land?"
"The 64-slice CT scan has already been booked. Do you still want to do it today?" Chang Yue's answer was always so stiff, except when she was facing patients.
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