"Don't worry, Boss." Professor Rudolf Wagner regained his scholarly demeanor and said seriously, "Treat me like an intern when I'm on the operating table. If I don't do something right, you can slap me to death."
"…" Zheng Ren looked at the professor suspiciously.
"Please believe in my sincerity," Professor Rudolf Wagner said sincerely, "I swear to the lamp, I just …"
"Do you know what it means to swear to the lamp?" Zheng Ren asked.
"I watched a lot of movies when I was learning Mandarin. In one of them, it was said to the lamp," the professor said. "I feel that the lamp must be a sacred flame, a symbol of holiness and inviolability."
"Oh, if that's how you interpret it, I'll take it seriously." Zheng Ren was pondering how to complete the System's mission when the professor's oath gave him some confidence.
Zheng Ren felt that the professor could perform prostate interventional embolization to the same standard as he did in Imperial Capital. What about his current standard? The professor would probably never be able to do it in his lifetime.
It was just teaching anyway. The professor's acceptance might affect the quality of the reward, so Zheng Ren just had to try his best.
After the ward round, Zheng Ren went to the ICU to check on the patient who had undergone surgery yesterday.
The patient's condition was stable and his blood flow was good, but it would take at least a day or two to go offline.
Su Yun's black hair was a little listless, but he still sat at the head of the bed with all kinds of fluids on the treatment trolley beside him.
He recorded the latest urine test results on a piece of A4 paper, then started calculating and rearranging the fluids.
"Su Yun, you've worked hard," Zheng Ren said. "I'm going to perform prostate interventional embolization. Do you want to watch?"
"What's there to watch?" Su Yun said listlessly. It seemed like the previous night had been rough.
"Okay, take some time to rest."
"Got it." Su Yun was a little impatient. He waved his hand like he was swatting a fly away.
After leaving the ICU, Zheng Ren prepared to pick up the patient and bring Professor Rudolf Wagner to the operating theater.
When he entered the emergency ward, Zheng Ren saw a man standing in the corridor with a stretcher on his shoulder.
Chang Yue was talking to him enthusiastically as she pulled him into the office.
Why was he carrying a stretcher? Looking at Chang Yue's appearance, she seemed to be a former patient?
Zheng Ren walked over and Chang Yue said happily, "Chief Zheng, Brother Wu is here to see you."
"Uh …" Brother Wu? Who was that? Zheng Ren glanced at the man carrying the load. He looked to be in his fifties with a weathered face and deep wrinkles.
This … calling him uncle should be more appropriate.
Chang Yue immediately said, "You picked up the hernia patient from the emergency department when I first arrived."
"Oh, oh!" Zheng Ren exclaimed. "Old Wu, how's your health? Are you recovering well? "
"Good, good! He's completely fine. " Old Wu smiled honestly and put down his burden. He wanted to shake hands with Zheng Ren, but he was a little embarrassed. He was afraid that his hands would get dirty, so he repeatedly wiped them on his clothes.
Zheng Ren quickly reached out and held his hand enthusiastically.
One of his hands was calloused and stiff like a rock.
"Old Wu, is everything okay after we go back to remove the stitches?" Zheng Ren asked a nonsensical question.
"It's very good. I don't have any work to do now." Old Wu smiled foolishly. "Isn't it winter? I've closed a few greenhouses and planted some vegetables."
As he spoke, he pointed at the load.
"I've always wanted to come and see my benefactors, but we don't have anything to show you," Old Wu said. "These vegetables are all fertilized with farm manure. They're very bright."
"You're too kind." Zheng Ren looked at the two loads and tried to recall the patient's home address.
However, at that time, Chang Yue had already been taken back by Old Chief Physician Pan. He was only responsible for the surgery and was not responsible for the specific paperwork. He had no impression of the patient's home address at all.
"You're my benefactor. This small thing isn't expensive. It's nothing." Old Wu smiled foolishly.
"Chief Zheng, Wu Xiaomei has officially joined a girl group in Sorcery Capital." Chang Yue was very happy. Zheng Ren could tell that it was from the bottom of her heart. "I just remitted my salary a few days ago."
"Oh, not bad." Zheng Ren was also very surprised.
"Zhou Jinxi is a pillar. I heard from Wu Xiaomei that Little Zhou is always nagging about you." Chang Yue's smile suddenly became a little ambiguous.
Zhou Jinxi? Who was that? Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment before he remembered the model who had a non-invasive appendectomy.
When he thought of Zhou Jinxi, her slender, tight, and powerful long legs appeared in front of Zheng Ren's eyes. This was the only impression Zheng Ren had of her.
He smiled and did not care about Chang Yue's words at all.
"Boss, let's go on stage." Professor Rudolf Wagner could not wait any longer.
"Oh." Zheng Ren said, "Old Wu, I still have surgery here. Come in and sit for a while. When I'm off the stage, we'll go out for lunch at noon."
"No, no." Old Wu rubbed his hands and said, "I woke up early because I thought that you were busy and afraid to go on stage to perform the surgery. It's good that you made it in time. It's good that you made it in time. "
As he spoke, he began to move the green vegetables on the load down.
Zheng Ren did not argue. It would be meaningless to be polite at this time.
He did not know what kind of transportation he had taken to Sea City while carrying a load. The hardships he had suffered along the way were more valuable than the money for the vegetables. Most importantly, it was a kind gesture.
A goose feather sent from a thousand miles away. The gift was light, but the sentiment was heavy.
That was probably the case.
"You're busy. I'll go back now." After unloading the vegetables, Old Wu smiled foolishly. Then, he firmly rejected Chang Yue and Zheng Ren's suggestion and carried the load away as if he was fleeing.
Looking at the room full of all kinds of vegetables, Zheng Ren smiled.
"Find someone to distribute it," Zheng Ren said. "By the way, remember to send one to Old Chief Physician Pan."
"Got it," the smile on Chang Yue's face disappeared as she said coldly.
Zheng Ren knew that this was her temper, so he did not mind. He called Professor Rudolf Wagner and Little Oliver and pushed the patient to the operating theater in a wheelchair.
In the operating theater, everything was ready.
As soon as the patient arrived, Xie Yiren's side began to get busy. She prepared all kinds of equipment, medical supplies, guide wires, and catheters for Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren still did the same thing. He inserted the 64-slice CT scan with 3D-image reconstruction into the radiographic film viewer and studied it carefully. For the last time, he simulated the process of the surgery in his mind.
Professor Rudolf Wagner did not look at it with Zheng Ren. Instead, he was busy making preoperative preparations.
When the puncture began, the professor called out to Zheng Ren. "Boss, I'm going to puncture this one."
Zheng Ren responded and went to put on his lead apron. He washed his hands and went on stage.
The professor was a little nervous. After all, this was a day that he had been looking forward to for a long time. Although he had gone overboard yesterday, causing his energy to be slightly low today, he still forced himself to be energetic and seriously performed the femoral artery puncture.
One needle and blood was seen.
The guide wire was sent in.
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