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Chapter 588

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When he woke up, it was already six o 'clock.

Waves of fragrance came from the crack in the door.

Zheng Ren put on his clothes and went out. He saw Xie Yiren, who had transformed into a little chef, wearing a simple but elegant square apron, preparing breakfast.

"You're up. Go wash up and get ready to eat," Xie Yiren called out.

"Okay." Zheng Ren smiled.

Was this what home felt like? It seemed quite good.

"Yiren, didn't you say you wanted to sleep in?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Make breakfast first. I'll continue sleeping after you leave." Xie Yiren turned her head and smiled brightly.

During breakfast, Zheng Ren contacted Feng Xuhui. Feng Xuhui said that he was already waiting for Professor Rudolf Wagner.

He shared his location with Feng Xuhui and then ate breakfast in peace.

Because it was still early and it was not the morning rush hour, Feng Xuhui called half an hour later and said that he had arrived at the door.

"Then I'll be leaving. After the surgery is done, I'll come to pick you up and take you back to Sea City," Zheng Ren said.

"Go ahead. I want to make up for my sleep," Xie Yiren said. "The day Department Chief Kong came, I was exhausted."

When Zheng Ren recalled how Department Chief Kong had challenged the Night Shift God without any sense of propriety, he also felt sad.

He hoped that he would not encounter such a thing again in the future.

Zheng Ren stood up and walked to the door. He changed his shoes and opened his arms with a smile.

He hugged her lightly and left with a touch.

Zheng Ren laughed and patted Xie Yiren's head. He turned around and opened the door to leave.

When he got into the car, Professor Rudolf Wagner was still nagging that it was too early and that he had not had a good breakfast.

Zheng Ren ignored him. He closed his eyes and began to recall the radiographic films he had seen yesterday.

When he had time, he would go through them again. What if there was a problem?

After performing surgery for a long time, he had become an obsessive-compulsive patient. Countless what-ifs surrounded him like flies.

"Boss, I've booked a ticket for tonight," Zheng Ren had just recalled two radiographic films when he heard the professor say.

"Oh," Zheng Ren replied calmly.

"Boss, you must turn on your phone. I'll call you if there's anything." The professor was always very worried about finding Zheng Ren to perform surgery.

"Okay." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Actually, the success rate of your surgery has already reached 70%."

"It's not enough!" The professor waved his hand and said, "It has to be 100%! Definitely! "

"Do whatever you want. I'll definitely go over when I have time," Zheng Ren said.

"Boss, you can't do that to Shirimaha." The professor said, "Dr. Mehar holds a lot of weight in the judging panel for the Nobel Prize in Medicine."

"Got it." Zheng Ren interrupted the professor. "Lil Fugui, what's the success rate of you applying for the Nobel Prize on the 31st of next year?"

"It's closely related to the success of the surgery." The professor was a little nervous. To be honest, he did not understand Zheng Ren's thinking.

In his opinion, the Nobel Prize was even higher than the sky. But in the eyes of the little boss in front of him, it was just that.

Perhaps this was the difference between Eastern and Western cultures?

The car soon arrived at the Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University. Gao Shaojie stood at the entrance of the Third Inpatient Department to welcome Zheng Ren.

It was still early, and there were still parking spaces in the hospital.

"Boss, why are you so early?" Gao Shaojie was also brought over by Zheng Ren from home. It was just seven o 'clock. He arrived so early and the nurses were not on duty, so the surgery could not be performed.

"I have something to tell you," Zheng Ren said.

Gao Shaojie's heart skipped a beat. Seeing Zheng Ren's serious expression, he immediately fell silent.

"How's your mastery of the second-stage surgery?" Zheng Ren did not stand on ceremony and asked directly.

When he was in Sea City, Zheng Ren had said that he would teach Gao Shaojie the second-stage surgery this time, but he was not as serious as he was now.

"I've studied it for a while and feel that my technique is still lacking. But I can barely do it, and the success rate should be okay, "Gao Shaojie said.

"Okay, I'll do one of the second-stage surgeries today. You can do the rest," Zheng Ren said. "You have to hurry up and learn. I might go to the Imperial Capital in a few days. I can't guarantee that the second-stage surgery for the patients in the Secondary Hospital will be in time."

Gao Shaojie understood. So that was how it was.

It was a good thing to go to the Imperial Capital, but he could not fly back just to perform the second-stage surgery.

One had to know that if he went to the Imperial Capital, there would be a lot of patients there. If he really flew back, he would be in a hurry.

It was also impractical for the patients to go to the Imperial Capital for surgery.

According to Gao Shaojie's observation, after the first stage of the TIPS surgery, the patients' symptoms were relieved to varying degrees.

As long as the patient was not too serious, they would not be willing to undergo surgery.

This was human nature.

Because of the improvement of the symptoms, only sixty to seventy percent of the patients chose to undergo the second-stage TIPS surgery.

If they were to go to the Imperial Capital to do it, it was estimated that not even one out of ten would go. The boss wanted him to take responsibility for the patients on his side. Gao Shaojie nodded.

The second-stage surgery was a little difficult for him, but it was not impossible to solve.

"Oh right, boss," Gao Shaojie said. Gao Shaojie said, "The hospital called me last night and asked about the TIPS surgery. It's said that the article has been published in The









Medicine published it? "

"It should be. I heard Su Yun mention it once," Zheng Ren said.

"It was published yesterday. Boss, didn't you read it?" Professor Rudolf Wagner made an exaggerated gesture. "This is a big deal. We have to open champagne to celebrate. Boss, can you not be so calm? "

Zheng Ren smiled and did not say anything.

"Chief Lin came overnight to do the work of the patients for the TIPS surgery. He agreed to waive a certain amount of fees for the patients who agreed to the live broadcast and recorded surgery," Gao Shaojie said carefully. "Boss, I just found out about this. Is there any taboo on your side? "

"No." Zheng Ren did not know why the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University suddenly paid attention to it. However, the improvement of the TIPS surgery was rooted in the liver magnetic resonance imaging. This could not be reflected in the recording of the surgery.

If they were willing to leave the information, then so be it. It was not a big deal. All the good articles had been published. It could be considered as leaving his mark on the surgical method.

When he came to the office, Zheng Ren asked Gao Shaojie for a radiographic film of the patient who came to the Provincial Capital for the last TIPS surgery. He explained the specific techniques to Gao Shaojie.

How to deal with a certain position. Something needed to be paid special attention to.

Everything was detailed and full of experience. It could be said that every word was worth a thousand gold.

Gao Shaojie had a good foundation. Although he could not compare to Professor Rudolf Wagner, he was far better than the others.

Especially since he had witnessed Zheng Ren perform many second-stage TIPS surgeries with his own eyes, he more or less had some concept.

Time passed by slowly, and even Professor Rudolf Wagner gradually began to listen attentively.

In many places, Zheng Ren was interrupted by Gao Shaojie or the professor after he explained. They had to think carefully for a long time before they could understand Zheng Ren's meaning.

Zheng Ren was not impatient. After all, this was a difference in level. It was not that they were not smart enough or had a bad attitude.

Unknowingly, more and more doctors came to work.

They saw a blonde foreigner standing in the office watching radiographic films. They all felt that it was very novel.

Some people came over to see what was being said. However, they soon realized that they could understand every word, but when put together, it was like a heavenly book. They could not understand the meaning at all.

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