Zheng Ren did not care whether Chang Yue's job was dangerous or not. If he left Lil Fugui there, he would definitely not be able to fight. As long as they did not fight, Chang Yue would be able to convince the patient's family in a few minutes. Zheng Ren was quite confident in Chang Yue.
When they arrived at the MRI room, the patient in front came down. A few people helped the old lady lie on the bed and then left the room.
"Boss Zheng, are you going to do it or should I?" Dr. Liang asked respectfully.
"You can do it. It's just a nuclear MRI. There's nothing special about it," Zheng Ren said.
"Okay." Dr. Liang gladly accepted the order.
Although he was older than Zheng Ren, in his heart, Boss Zheng was already a senior doctor. There was nothing wrong with Zheng Ren's tone.
The MRI diffusion did not take long, and there was no need to apply any medicine. It would be over in twenty minutes.
After Dr. Liang was done, he printed out a copy of the film and handed it to Zheng Ren.
As for the normal procedures for issuing reports, it would take some time.
"Thank you," Zheng Ren said as he held the film.
"Boss Zheng, you're too kind." Dr. Liang said, "The director said that if you have any problems, you can just look for me. If I can't solve it, you can look for him."
"Alright, I'll definitely have to trouble you in the future."
"It's alright."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Zheng Ren led the patient out of the MRI room.
He was a little absent-minded. Although he had confidence in Chang Yue, what if it didn't work out?
Along the way, he had been extremely cautious, as if he was treading on thin ice. It was truly an indescribable bitterness. If Chang Yue couldn't convince the patient's family, then she could only find another way.
There was really no good way to open up the situation in a short period of time.
Zheng Ren knew that the patient's family members were the kind of people who would rather eat cold steamed buns behind people's backs than lower their heads in front of others.
The first live broadcast of the surgery had to be a patient's family member. It was so difficult. He hoped that Chang Yue would not have any problems. Perhaps his Luck + 16 was his greatest treasure.
The operating room was not far from the hall. Dr. Liang pushed the patient and sent Zheng Ren and Professor Zheng to the hall.
In his anxiety, Zheng Ren saw the scene that he wanted to see the most.
Chang Yue and the patient's family sat in a chair. They talked and laughed without arguing or glaring at each other. The hostility on the man's face faded a lot as he chatted with Chang Yue.
Uh … this should be a success.
Zheng Ren gave Chang Yue a look.
Chang Yue's hand, which was on the other side of the patient's family, moved slightly and gave Zheng Ren a victory sign.
Done! This kind of thing was really not difficult for Chang Yue.
Zheng Ren was very pleased. As for how Chang Yue had solved the problem, Zheng Ren did not ask for the time being because the patient's family was present.
After exchanging a few pleasantries with Dr. Liang, the patient's son pushed the wheelchair and Zheng Ren began to explain the preoperative knowledge.
In fact, the patient did not need to do anything. Fasting before the operation was enough. After the surgery, the new TIPS surgery could minimize the incidence of hepatic encephalopathy. Normally, there would not be any problems.
In the end, it was decided that the next morning at eight o 'clock, the patient's family would come to Chang Yue for her signature. Then, they could go on stage. The man with a vicious expression only chuckled in response. He seemed to have become a lot more cheerful.
Zheng Ren, Professor Rudolph Wagner, and Chang Yue returned to the interventional radiologist's office.
After inserting the radiographic films, the professor carefully read the radiographic films. Zheng Ren had long known where to insert the needle. At this moment, when he looked at the nuclear MRI, he only took a glance and his heart was clear.
His previous estimation of the position was not wrong, and the surgery was not a problem.
Zheng Ren immediately asked Hu Yanhui, "The patient's family has agreed to the live broadcast of the surgery. In terms of technical skills, can you do it alone tomorrow?"
"Yes, yes, yes, I can. Please don't worry, Professor Zheng." Hu Yanhui kept nodding. Her shoulder-length hair fluttered in the wind and was a little messy.
Zheng Ren nodded.
After watching the radiographic films, Zheng Ren began to pack his things and prepared to leave.
"How did you settle it? Tell me," Zheng Ren asked Chang Yue.
"The patient's family was very uncooperative at first," Chang Yue said. "Then I had a sincere chat with him. What else could there be? However, I quickly guessed from his words that he had borrowed money, and that side was very anxious. "
"He borrowed money." Zheng Ren sighed.
"He only vaguely revealed it. He didn't say it in detail. It was all my guess," Chang Yue said. "It's fine as long as you can guess that there's a problem. Anyway, later I told him that the live broadcast was on the most professional website. There was only the operative view and nothing else. In the future, if I gave him ten live broadcasts, he wouldn't be able to find which one was his mother. He would be relieved. "
"It's that simple?" Zheng Ren asked in surprise.
Just as Chang Yue had said, there were probably other techniques during the communication process, but Chang Yue was too lazy to say them.
On one hand, there was a solution, and on the other hand, there was a huge debt. He did not know if the money he borrowed was from a friend or a small loan. In any case, after Chang Yue's continuous probing and guidance, the attitude of the patient's family had a subtle change.
In addition to Chang Yue's sincere words, the live broadcast of the surgery was completely different from the live broadcast he understood.
The live broadcast that the patient's family and ordinary people understood was long-legged, big-breasted, and good-looking beauties jumping around, singing and dancing, or acting coquettishly to please the audience.
In the live broadcast of the surgery, the audience was only doctors, and they only had the most professional surgical field. If their skills were slightly lower, they would not even be able to understand it.
As for the privacy of the patient's name, age, and so on … It was estimated that no doctor who watched the video would be interested in the patient's privacy.
It could not be said that there was no one. However, people with such a heavy taste were definitely rare.
In the advanced stage of cirrhosis, even if the most popular pillars of the video website were to suffer from this disease, by the time they came for treatment, all their good looks would have become yesterday's flowers. They would not even be able to watch it.
It did not involve privacy issues, and it could save tens of thousands of yuan in hospitalization fees. Why not?
This was probably the whole process of the matter.
It was good that he could live broadcast. Zheng Ren was extremely eager to stand on a certain stage and show his skills in the spotlight.
"By the way, Little Hu, what do I use for the live broadcast?" Zheng Ren suddenly thought of this matter and asked.
"It's the latest equipment from Google. Don't worry about that," Hu Yanhui said. "The equipment that the company custom-made for you will be delivered tonight. I'll bring it to you tomorrow morning. "
In September 2014, Professor Liang of the Orthopedics Department of Sorcery Capital Ruijin Hospital used Google Glass to complete the intraoperative video recording and broadcasting of the anterior cervical spine surgery.
The surgery was very successful. In the end, this surgery also became a classic teaching case.
'The preparations at Xinglin Garden were quite sufficient. As long as it was professional, it would be fine,' Zheng Ren thought to himself.
"Teacher Zheng, you must be hungry. Shall I treat you to a simple meal?" Hu Yanhui asked.
"No need. The meal at home is ready." Zheng Ren refused without hesitation.
"Uh …" It was obvious that Hu Yanhui wanted to improve her relationship with Zheng Ren. From a business perspective, this was what a salesperson had to do.
Zheng Ren's rejection was very straightforward. He did not leave any hope for her at all. Hu Yanhui was stunned.
"Lil Fugui, I'm ready to go back," Zheng Ren said.
Professor Rudolf Wagner did not seem to hear Zheng Ren's words. He was completely focused on looking at the radiographic films.
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