"Yes, the lesion is relatively large and deep. It's very difficult to perform an endoscopic mucosal dissection." Zheng Ren pondered for a solution. "Let's use the endoscope to obtain the pathology first, and then hurry up with the surgery."
After saying that, he glanced at the patient's family.
He suddenly realized that he seemed to be talking a little too much. This was Chief Luo's office.
Chief Luo looked at Zheng Ren with interest. He felt that this young man was particularly interesting.
He had some skills, but he talked a little too much. He was probably in a hurry to perform.
Could it be that he did not come to study through the normal procedures, but used his connections to work here for a few months before leaving?
The patient's family thanked him profusely and left. Chief Luo asked the next patient's family member to wait. He looked at Chief Resident Shen with a smile and waited for him to speak.
"Chief Luo, this is Boss Zheng. He was just transferred to our hospital," Chief Resident Shen explained in a low voice.
Things had already exceeded his expectations. This was not the normal sense of coming to see Chief Luo and greet him.
Boss Zheng directly discussed the condition with Chief Luo. Chief Resident Shen was not sure what would happen.
"Boss Zheng?" Chief Luo muttered these three words softly. He thought to himself, 'Is this really a peer and not some rich second-generation businessman?'
However, did he receive a provincial research fund or a national research fund?
"Chief Luo, I just came to the 912. I'm in charge of the research of new TIPS surgery methods. I still have to …" Zheng Ren tried his best to maintain a smile and endured the pain from the bruises at the corners of his eyes.
He was halfway through his sentence when Chief Luo's expression suddenly changed.
"You're Zheng … Ren?" Chief Luo stared at Zheng Ren and asked.
"Yes, I'm Zheng Ren. I'll have to cause you a lot of trouble in the future," Zheng Ren said politely.
"Is it true that you were recommended as a candidate for the Nobel Prize?" Chief Luo asked. His tone was no longer as indifferent as before. He was a little anxious.
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded.
Due to some coincidences, when Zheng Ren was recommended by Dr. Mehar and nominated for the Nobel Prize, he was on a mission in the south. All the relevant news was suppressed.
Chief Kong did not say anything in detail, but the Nobel Prize nomination did not involve confidentiality, so he would occasionally show off to other colleagues when he was eating and drinking.
He had dug a candidate for the Nobel Prize to the 912. Was that not amazing enough?
This matter only spread in a small circle. No one believed it, but they did not expect to see the main character today.
Chief Luo was stunned.
What Old Kong said was actually true!
It would be nonsense to say that there were no doubts. But today, this junior doctor with a swollen face appeared in front of him. In the face of a relatively difficult 'ordinary' case, he gave the same diagnosis as him. This explained some problems.
The last three surgical methods that Zheng Ren had proposed were not nonsense.
Chief Luo also had these three surgical methods in his heart and was very inclined towards the third one. Great minds think alike when it comes to diagnosis and treatment.
After all, the patient had a history of Crohn's disease. If the colon was not removed, there was a high probability that it would still occur in the future. Preserving the rectum would improve the patient's postoperative quality of life, so it was worth the risk.
If a colostomy was performed, the patient would need to carry a bag and excrete feces from the bag. An abnormal physiological structure would cause great psychological pressure and burden to the patient.
In some extreme cases, it may even lead to premature death.
The choice of treatment plan was directly related to the doctor's personality and diagnostic skills.
It seemed that this young man's level was pretty good.
Chief Luo stood up, extended his hand, and smiled warmly. "Boss Zheng, it's our first time meeting. Nice to meet you."
Zheng Ren quickly extended his hand and shook Chief Luo's hand.
This way of meeting was back on track, and it was simply too formal. Chief Luo gave him the respect of being on equal footing with him out of respect for the Nobel Prize.
"Sit, sit. Don't stand on ceremony. Is it because the beds Old Kong gave you are not enough, or is it difficult to accept patients? "Chief Luo said a few polite words and went straight to the heart of the problem.
As an upstream department, what else could a doctor from the Department of Intervention come to look for him?
"Both." Zheng Ren smiled politely and sat on the chair. He said, "Chief Kong is not at home, and I don't know how to carry out the work, so I came to pay you a visit first."
"Boss Zheng, you're too polite. How's the progress on your side regarding the TIPS surgery? "Chief Luo was more interested in this.
Zheng Ren was just about to answer when a light knock came from Chief Luo's office door.
Chief Luo shook his head and smiled. "It's like this in the hospital. I don't even have time to chat."
"I'm fine. Please go ahead," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"Please come in," Chief Luo said as he sat upright.
A man pushed open the door with an apologetic smile on his face and wanted to come in. However, there were other family members of the patients in front of him. A subtle emotion spread.
"Chief Luo, I was introduced by Doctor Ding."
Chief Luo noticed the subtle emotion and said, "Wait for me outside. I'll deal with other matters."
As he said that, he waved to the people in line outside.
This way of dealing with it was very appropriate. It was obvious that Chief Luo faced these things every day. He had already formed a pattern on how to solve it.
They were all here through connections, so it was better to queue up.
Zheng Ren was not in a hurry. After all, he had nothing to do when he went back. The main point was to straighten out the relationship in the hospital. Chief Luo's attitude was unexpectedly good, which made Zheng Ren feel very at ease.
A middle-aged woman squeezed in and bowed first. Then, she whispered, "Hello, Chief Luo."
"Give me the radiographic films and tell me about the situation." Chief Luo was still very gentle. He did not talk too much and went straight to the point.
The woman placed the radiographic films and other information on Chief Luo's desk. Her waist was still slightly bent and she maintained a respectful attitude. She said, "It's my daughter who has some problems. She's 22 years old this year. Recently, she's been feeling very tired and has had abdominal pain a few times. Her face is pale and she looks scary.
Every time she gets sick, she's sent to our local hospital. The initial diagnosis is intestinal obstruction, but after careful investigation, it's all denied. The standards of the doctors in this small place are really low. "
Chief Luo listened as he flipped through the patient's test results.
Zheng Ren sat upright on the chair. He was a little tempted, but he forced himself to hold it in. This was the Imperial Capital Hospital, the office of Chief Luo of the Department of Gastroenterology. He could not overstep his authority and do anything. Otherwise, he would really not know what to do.
Chief Luo caught a glimpse of Zheng Ren's eager look from the corner of his eye. He found it funny, so he flipped through the test results and said, "Boss Zheng, do you want to take a look?"
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