When the flight landed, it should be around eight o 'clock in Beijing time.
It was still past three o 'clock in the morning in Stockholm.
Zheng Ren had been tossing and turning for the whole day. He had returned to the Imperial Capital from Tiannan, had a meal, and then flew to Stockholm.
He was so tired that he could fall asleep while walking.
After getting off the plane, Little Oliver yawned and was about to fall asleep.
"Xi Bao 'er! We're back. Look who's here! "The professor was not tired at all. He shouted energetically.
Zheng Ren was startled.
Little Oliver stepped forward and took the suitcase from Zheng Ren and Su Yun's hands. The professor happily introduced Stockholm Airport to Zheng Ren.
There was no gossip, what era it was built in, and what important people it had received.
Zheng Ren did not hear what the professor said at all. He left the airport listlessly and got into Little Oliver's car.
After getting into the car, the professor was so excited that it was as if the seat was 50 degrees Celsius. He could not sit still at all.
He hesitated for a long time but decided to call immediately.
The professor's language was very strange. Zheng Ren could not understand it, but there were a few sentences in English that he could understand.
Su Yun's expression changed after hearing two sentences.
Zheng Ren felt the change in the atmosphere and looked at Su Yun with a questioning gaze.
"The professor is speaking a mixture of Swedish and English," Su Yun said. "But it seems that Dr. Mehar is no longer able to make it."
"…" Zheng Ren was speechless.
After going through so much trouble, Dr. Mehar was going to die before he could even perform the surgery?
Was this not f * cking nonsense?
"Lil Fugui said that he has already been treated with an extracorporeal membrane lung."
"…"
Dr. Mehar's heart function was the worst, followed by his lungs.
As one got older, multiple organ failure was something one had to face.
The extracorporeal membrane lung was more advanced than the ventilator. It could temporarily solve the problem of Dr. Mehar's respiratory failure and reduce the load on his heart.
The positive pressure mechanical ventilation of the ventilator was the most effective conventional supportive treatment method for respiratory failure. It could meet the ventilation needs of most patients.
However, for patients with extremely serious respiratory failure, such as severe
ARDS, pneumonia, large-scale pulmonary embolism, bronchial asthma, and some patients with end-stage lung disease who needed to receive lung transplants, conventional positive pressure ventilation was often difficult to maintain satisfactory ventilation and oxygenation, so an extracorporeal membrane lung was needed.
The extracorporeal membrane lung could reduce the burden on the patient's heart, but it could not cure the problem of heart failure.
Dr. Mehar wanted fewer tubes, but he ended up with a lot of them.
This matter … Zheng Ren sighed.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was very angry. He was like a berserk lion, almost roaring in anger.
Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun.
Su Yun shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and looked at the sky. "They're arguing. They seem to be saying that Dr. Mehar's condition was caused by the professor's prostate interventional embolization."
Academic strife was absolutely cruel.
Lying through one's teeth was a common occurrence.
In any case, Dr. Mehar was going to die. The coffin lid would definitely not be pressed down. It was very reasonable to use this opportunity to fight against a certain academic faction.
After all, the Karolinska Institute of Medical and Surgical Research in Stockholm was the place where the Nobel Prize in Biology and Medicine was judged.
The benefits involved were not too great.
Therefore, most people would not dare to say that the prostate interventional embolization would cause problems with Dr. Mehar's coronary arteries.
They could not even understand the surgical method. Was it not courting death to criticize the top professor?
However, it happened at the Karolinska Institute of Medical and Surgical Research in Stockholm. There were many people who knew the ropes here …
Little Oliver's expression changed. It was very ugly.
He could understand part of the professor's roar. Although he was not a language genius like the professor, Little Oliver still learned the most basic Swedish.
When he got nervous, the car started to not drive in a straight line.
Su Yun sighed. It was a mess. If he had known earlier, he would have stayed at home and slept in. It would have been great if he could have asked Chang Yue out for a drink. Why would he have to worry about a car accident on the streets of Stockholm at three in the morning?
The circumstances of life were really bizarre.
After the professor finished the call, he hung up angrily. His heavy breathing was like a bull that was in a temper.
"Lil Fugui, what's the matter?" Zheng Ren asked.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was silent for nearly a minute. Finally, he sighed and gave Zheng Ren a simple explanation.
The main competitors for this year's Nobel Prize in Medicine were not in the medical category but in biology and genetics. However, the professor was in the limelight. How many years had it been since a new tactic won the Nobel Prize? Why could he do it?
No one said anything when things were going smoothly, but once they encountered trouble, someone would kick them when they were down.
Zheng Ren smiled. It was the professor's fault. He was too flamboyant and was hated by others.
"What are you planning to do?" Zheng Ren asked.
"What else can we do? Buy the tickets and we'll go back now. What's the point of staying here? "Su Yun said in a strange tone.
Professor Rudolf Wagner sighed with a bitter expression.
"Since we're already here, let's go take a look," Zheng Ren said. "Is Dr. Mehar still conscious?"
"Yes, but the heart function is too poor …"
"I remember that the Caroline Medical and Surgical Research Institute's cardiac intervention is the best in the world," Zheng Ren said curiously. "Why don't they perform surgery?"
"Boss …" Professor Rudolf Wagner felt helpless. Was his boss really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?
Dr. Mehar was about to fall apart. He had also said that blood clots could be seen when the guide wire was pulled out.
With this coagulation function, the coronary arteries must be at least 95% blocked. It can be treated with surgery? Bullsh * t.
Su Yun looked at the professor as if he was looking at an idiot. Seeing his confused face, he blew at the black hair on his forehead and scolded, "Lil Fugui, are you stupid?!"
"Ah? Brother Yun, what's the matter? What's wrong? "Professor Rudolf Wagner was puzzled.
"What the boss means is that he can perform surgery. Don't you f * cking understand? Blockhead! "Su Yun did not sleep well. He was angry when he woke up, so he spoke very directly and was not polite at all.
"Ah? Isn't the boss doing organ interventional surgery? "Professor Rudolf Wagner was completely confused.
"His medical certificate is for general surgery," Su Yun said coldly, completely disappointed with the professor.
"…" Only then did the professor realize that the boss was also very good at general surgery and suturing the liver.
However, Dr. Mehar's heart … Could he really perform interventional surgery?
"Boss, is what Brother Yun said true?" The professor's voice trembled. He was very nervous.
"All interventional surgeries, as long as the anatomical structure is clear, is there any difference?" Zheng Ren was also very curious as to why Professor Rudolf Wagner thought that he could not perform surgery.
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