As a businessman, there was always a need to argue, be it for benefits or for face.
However, after listening to Zheng Ren, Su Yun fell silent again.
He pondered over the meaning of Zheng Ren's words over and over again and soon grasped Zheng Ren's train of thought.
"Boss, is it the volume of surgery?" Su Yun did not make it too clear in front of Peng Jia.
"Well, six beds aren't enough, no matter what," Zheng Ren admitted with a smile.
Su Yun was relieved.
As long as the boss did not suddenly become a saint, it would be fine. If it was for the Nobel Prize, he could give up a certain amount of benefits.
After all, everything had to make way for the Nobel Prize.
If he could really win the prize, how much money would he not have? Why would he care about the small amount of money now?
Peng Jia's head was wet.
He did not know the situation of Zheng Ren and Su Yun. Although he could more or less guess some clues, he did not know the specifics.
However, that was not important. What was important was Zheng Ren's attitude.
Things went unexpectedly smoothly, giving Peng Jia a feeling that his luck had turned.
This must be a dream …
Peng Jia didn't dare to probe too much. If he made the beautiful doctor unhappy, he would be shooting himself in the foot.
He told Zheng Ren the solutions that he had thought about for a long time. Zheng Ren was also quite satisfied.
He did not need to increase the workload on his side, and he could still do publicity. As for what happened after that, Zheng Ren had considered it, but it was all in the general direction. He did not think too much about the details.
There was no point in thinking too much. It was enough to lower his head and look up occasionally.
It was better to do it than to think about it. This was Zheng Ren's usual style.
Su Yun began to take over and finalize the details with Peng Jia. From the looks of it, Su Yun could not wait for the next wave of patients with TIPS surgery to do a live broadcast.
As they chatted, Zheng Ren's phone rang.
"Brother Yang, what's up?"
"Oh, I have something to discuss outside. I'll go back now."
"No need, no need. I'll go to your place."
After saying that, Zheng Ren hung up the phone and said with a smile, "Teacher Yang, there's a patient looking for me to take a look at the radiographic films. You guys talk first."
Peng Jia: "…"
How were they supposed to discuss this matter when the main character wasn't here?
Zheng Ren saw his expression and comforted him. "Su Yun can make the decision. You two can discuss it. Start this matter as soon as possible."
After saying that, Zheng Ren picked up his coat and walked out.
Seeing Zheng Ren leave, Peng Jia was still in a daze.
Su Yun asked loudly, "Boss, what patient?"
"He said it was pancreatic cancer, but Professor Yang felt that something was wrong and asked me to give him some advice," Zheng Ren said as he walked away.
Peng Jia was dazed for a moment.
The professor of the 912 was not sure, so he had to find Boss Zheng to confirm the diagnosis? His status in the Jianghu was higher than he had imagined.
He immediately reflected that he had underestimated Boss Zheng. He was a candidate for the Nobel Prize. He could not afford to neglect him just because he was young.
Peng Jia straightened his attitude and became even more gentle. The conversation between him and Su Yun also became smoother.
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Zheng Ren left the coffee shop, got into a car, and returned to the 912.
The cafe was not far from the hospital, but to save time, Zheng Ren decided to take a taxi.
Coming into contact with Peng Jia, Zheng Ren was somewhat resistant to this kind of routine work. However, this was much better than when he was in Sea City. In the past, Zheng Ren would never have agreed to Peng Jia coming out.
When he returned to the 912, Zheng Ren changed his clothes and strode to the General Surgery Department.
"Brother Yang, what patient?" Zheng Ren and Professor Yang were already very familiar with each other. He greeted him first when he entered the door.
The patient with liver hydatid disease had been successfully transferred out of the ICU and was now in the recovery period. This patient's surgery quickly pulled the relationship between Zheng Ren and the General Surgery Department closer.
His standard was high, his temper was good, and he was simple and honest. Professor Yang admired Zheng Ren very much. Therefore, now that he had a diagnosis that he was not sure about, he had to look for Zheng Ren to help him.
There were not many such patients, one every three to five days.
Zheng Ren had also gradually adapted to the working environment and rhythm of the 912, and things were gradually going smoothly.
"The diagnosis given by the hospital below is pancreatic cancer with liver metastasis. I keep feeling that there's something wrong with the radiographic films." Professor Yang waved his hand and gestured for Zheng Ren to hurry in. Then, he picked up the test sheet and flipped through it.
"Okay." Zheng Ren walked in and saw that the CT scan of the upper abdomen was inserted into the radiographic film viewer. There was also a bag of radiographic films placed on the table in front of the radiographic film viewer. He glanced at it. It should be nuclear MRI enhancement.
On the radiographic films, one could clearly see that there was a space-occupying lesion in the head of the pancreas. Its shape was irregular. Moreover, there were two space-occupying lesions in the left liver. Although they were not big, the first impression was that they were pancreatic cancer with liver metastasis.
Cancer with metastasis to other organs was in the terminal stage. In the past few years, it was a contraindication for surgery. They could only be treated with radiotherapy and chemotherapy to try their best to maintain the patient's survival period.
In recent years, with the minimally invasive surgery, the surgical trauma had become smaller, and there were also people who advocated surgical treatment. However, even if it was surgery, it was only a tumor reduction surgery. After the surgery, there was still the possibility of the patient's immunity dropping, and the tumor tissue exploding and spreading.
This radiographic film reminded Zheng Ren of a case he had learned.
"Do you think it looks like Jobs's disease?" Professor Yang asked as he looked at the CT scan of the upper abdomen.
Yes, Zheng Ren was also thinking about Jobs's case.
This case was tortuous and bizarre. The whole process was not announced to the public, so he could only speculate from some known things.
As a doctor specializing in general surgery, Zheng Ren had studied this before.
As early as 1987, a reporter at Jobs' press conference described his "slightly yellow hands that kept shaking" symptoms.
But Jobs himself did not take it seriously, or the examination did not find out the truth.
In October 2003, after about five years of chest and abdominal pain, Jobs finally went to the hospital. The initial radiographic films were very similar to the CT in front of him. It was advanced pancreatic cancer with liver metastases.
Because he was a Buddhist, and because Jobs was very resistant to modern medicine, he had initially been regulated through diet, causing the initial treatment to be delayed.
Of course, this was what the media said. Zheng Ren did not think so.
After being diagnosed with advanced pancreatic cancer, Jobs refused surgery and prepared to die. Later, he was persuaded by the doctor to do a series of tests such as an endoscope biopsy.
The diagnosis showed that he did not have pancreatic cancer, but a pancreatic neuroendocrine tumor.
Unlike pancreatic cancer, pancreatic neuroendocrine tumors could be treated with surgery, and the cure rate was more than 50%.
At the end of July 2004, Jobs underwent surgery at Stanford University Medical Center. The surgical method was not released to the public. Zheng Ren guessed that it should be a pancreaticoduodenectomy.
Jobs's recovery after the surgery was mediocre. After all, a pancreaticoduodenectomy was very damaging to the human body. Moreover, Jobs did not recover after the surgery.
Five years later, the metastatic tumor on his liver grew larger. He flew to the Transplant Institute of Methodist University Hospital in Memphis, Tennessee, and had a liver transplant.
Two years after the surgery, Jobs died on October 5, 2011.
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