At 7: 40 am, Zheng Ren was woken up by his colleagues at work.
Although Department Chief Kong was not at home, he still handed over his shift as usual and started the surgery.
Professor Zhao was in charge of the work at home. He looked at Zheng Ren with a complicated gaze. Since he didn't provoke this young master, he should just mind his own business.
Professor Zhao sighed in his heart as he watched the TIPS patient being pushed onto the stage. He could also be considered a middle-aged man in the prime of his life. However, before he could covet the position of the 912's Department of Interventional Medicine's director, the young people below him had already begun to chase after him …
It wasn't the young man who chased after him. It was the young man who left him so far behind that he couldn't even see his shadow. He was the one who should be chasing after him.
Professor Zhao was very unconvinced. He held his breath and wanted to fight Zheng Ren.
TIPS surgery? I can do it too! He thought to himself.
Zheng Ren did not know what the others were thinking, and there was no need to know.
Wu Xiaomei and Zhou Jinxi came early in the morning, but Zheng Ren asked them to wait until the surgery was over. Private work was private work, and he could do it whenever he was free. But the premise was that he couldn't delay the proper business.
Although they were both treating illnesses and saving lives, it was different.
There were only three patients who needed to undergo second-stage TIPS surgery. They went on stage, took out the recyclable stent, and left the stage. The surgery went smoothly.
If it had been yesterday, he would have been more cautious.
However, after obtaining the passive ability [Reconstruction], Zheng Ren only needed to glance at the radiographic films and a three-dimensional structure would appear in his mind.
How to remove the recyclable stent, which blood vessels to avoid, how to exert force at a more difficult position, and what angle to use. All of this was clear at a glance.
This kind of passive ability was really convenient.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was a little surprised, but then he pretended that nothing had happened.
The boss's surgery should go smoothly. If it did not go smoothly, there would be problems. This way of thinking was correct.
It was just that the surgery was too smooth, and the professor was not used to it. Don't worry, I'll get used to it.
After the third patient was done, the professor asked Little Oliver to send the patient back. He took off his lead apron and asked, "Boss, do you have any instructions for tomorrow's TIPS surgery?"
"No, just do it normally," Zheng Ren said. "When will the radiographic films come back?"
"In the afternoon."
Zheng Ren hesitated for a moment and said, "Then I'll come over tonight to take a look at the radiographic films first."
"Yes." The professor said, "Boss, six patients is not enough."
"It's okay. It'll get better." Zheng Ren did not have any ideas, so he could only give the professor a perfunctory answer.
However, the professor did not hear the perfunctory tone in Zheng Ren's words. He nodded happily. To the professor, what Zheng Ren said was right.
After changing his clothes, he went to the console console and saw a form in front of Su Yun.
The patient's information was recorded in the form, which was necessary for scientific research. Zheng Ren did not care much. When it came to scientific research, Su Yun was indeed more suitable than him.
Ever since he was young, he had the heart to win the Nobel Prize. He had even learned the unpopular Swedish language. Was there anything he couldn't do?
Although he might only be the third author, Zheng Ren knew that Su Yun would definitely treat this as a training opportunity and wait for his own opportunity.
He did not know if it was a heart transplant. Perhaps there was a bigger project, but with Su Yun's ability, it was really a high probability thing.
"Boss." When Su Yun saw Zheng Ren walk in, he did not stand up. He sat on the chair and shook the form. He said, "The volume of surgeries is not enough. We have to speed up."
"I know."
"Chang Yue asked twice. When are you going down?"
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded. "Su Yun, contact him. Let's see …" The more Zheng Ren spoke, the more guilty he felt. He was really not familiar with the 912.
"I've already contacted the ultrasound team. Chief Qi said that if you need to go to him, he'll help you with the puncture."
"Chief Qi?" Zheng Ren did not want to bring out such a great god. In his imagination, it was enough to find an ultrasound machine that could be used for puncture and intraoperative freezing.
"Didn't you say with certainty yesterday that it was a cholesterol granuloma in the chest? Chief Qi studied the ultrasound images you made and is very curious about your judgment. " Su Yun blew at his forehead, and the black hair on his forehead fluttered. "Boss, this is the time to test your quality."
"…" Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun. This guy had to compete no matter what. This kind of personality was really competitive to a certain extent.
However, what Su Yun said was not wrong.
Was this good luck or bad luck? Zheng Ren could not say. However, he was confident in his diagnosis. If Chief Qi wanted to see it, then he would do it together. It was not a big deal.
"Are you going?"
"No," Su Yun answered very straightforwardly. "I want to go home and sleep. I promised to sleep for three days and three nights. I was busy all night yesterday. I don't want to die suddenly."
Zheng Ren smiled and nodded. "Then help me contact Chief Qi. From then on, you can go home directly. Have the forms and records of the patients for tomorrow's surgery been done? "
"It's all done a long time ago. This little bit of work is nothing to me." Su Yun was stunned for a moment. He was about to say that he was a perfect assistant.
However, when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he remembered the surgery process when Zheng Ren was an assistant in the early morning.
That was truly perfect.
Su Yun felt a little bored. He stood up and took the form. He put it in a blue file box and handed it to the professor.
"I'll go with the boss to do a small surgery. You can go down by yourself," Su Yun said.
"Brother Yun, can't the boss spend all his energy on TIPS surgery?" The professor was very reluctant.
"Lil Fugui, how old are you?" Su Yun's train of thought was very strange. He asked from a strange angle.
"48, half buried," Professor Rudolf Wagner said.
Su Yun looked at the professor in shock. His long golden hair hung down, full of artistic style. He was sure that the professor did not know what it meant to be half buried, but Su Yun still smiled.
"You know everyone at Heidelberg University, don't you? But the boss is only 29 this year. He just came here and doesn't know anyone. There are still few beds. If we don't use all kinds of methods to get people's approval, how can the scientific research project proceed smoothly? "
Professor Rudolf Wagner thought about it. That was indeed the case.
"Brother Yun, you're right," the professor said. "Then you guys go ahead. I'll prepare the patients for tomorrow's surgery. Boss, the radiographic films are done. I'm on WeChat.
"Huh? Lil Fugui, when did you get WeChat? "These few days. By the way, boss, I've applied to add you as a friend. You haven't accepted it yet."
Zheng Ren did not know about this at all. He took out his phone and looked at it. He saw a WeChat called [Golden Wheat Field]. "Is this you?"
"Yes, boss. Hurry up and accept it," the professor said.
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