As they chatted, the dishes were soon served.
The first impression that these dishes gave people was that they were huge.
The plate was huge. Mu Tao felt that four people could eat their fill with one dish.
He originally thought that four servings would not be enough, but he did not expect it to be such a big plate. This was fundamentally different from Cantonese cuisine.
When the dishes were all served, there was basically no space for the small table to put the dishes. Even the cups and bone plates could barely squeeze into a small corner.
The surface of the fried pork was golden. When he took a bite, it was sour, sweet, crispy, fragrant, and all kinds of flavors reverberated on the tip of his tongue, causing Mu Tao to be greatly amazed.
The taste was much better than the Double Cooked Pork Slices that he had eaten before.
Although northeastern cuisine was similar to Sichuan cuisine, it was heavy in oil, salt, and taste. It was not very compatible with Mu Tao's taste. However, it did not affect him from eating a meal. He still ate it happily.
Zheng Ren had rarely eaten such authentic Double Cooked Pork.
There was an old saying in the northeast that fried pork was the most delicious dish, just like Zheng Ren's TIPS surgery.
It was definitely not enough to know how to do it. Not only did he have to know how to do it, but he also had to do it well. That was very difficult.
The meal was very delicious.
Because Xie Yiren and Chang Yue were not around, Zheng Ren and Su Yun did not talk much. Soon, the few of them finished eating and rushed back to the hospital.
Chief Luo called Zheng Ren. Professor Yang left a WeChat message for Zheng Ren, saying that the patient had been admitted and asked him to take a look when he had time.
This time, the patients came with the diffusion-weighted MRI films. If everything went smoothly, they could be operated on tomorrow.
In addition, the patients from the Interventional Department could be discharged one after another tomorrow. The surgeries seemed to be connected.
Zheng Ren was very happy about this. For something like the live broadcast of the surgery, after the first good start, he still had to add fuel to the fire to make the fire burn more and more fiercely.
There were still three to four months and more than two thousand surgeries. At least dozens of experienced doctors would be needed to complete them.
If it was not possible, he would wait for Dr. Mehar to come to China for surgery, then he would have a good talk with him.
Thinking of this, Zheng Ren suddenly smiled.
He did not realize these things before, but Su Yun said that he was a schemer.
Now, he seemed to be able to see the meaning behind it.
He returned to the Department of Interventional Medicine and took a look at the postoperative patients. Then, he glanced at the blood ammonia level that had just been reported. Everything was stable, and the patients would probably be discharged tomorrow or the day after.
Su Yun and Professor Rudolf Wagner stayed behind to organize the second part of the morning's TIPS surgery while Zheng Ren took Chang Yue to see the five new patients.
It was a meticulous job to communicate with the patient's family.
Zheng Ren could also do this job, but did he not have Chang Yue? Zheng Ren could only be lazy when he could.
It was noon, and Chief Luo of the Department of Gastroenterology was taking a lunch break. Zheng Ren did not disturb him. He contacted the chief resident of the gastroenterology department and began to see the patients.
Chief Luo accepted three patients. In order to make Chang Yue's work easier, Zheng Ren asked the patients' family members to come to the doctor's office one by one when he looked at the radiographic films. He explained the origin of the disease and what kind of surgery to perform.
Zheng Ren even drew a map of each patient's local anatomy according to their condition and explained it in detail to the family members.
Mu Tao was dumbfounded.
Generally speaking, drawing a simple picture and talking about the local anatomy was the job of surgeons for a long time.
However, the picture drawn by Boss Zheng could be said to be a work of art.
The details were appropriate. The few veins were as clear and obvious as if they had just been dissected on a cadaver.
The TIPS surgery that was to be performed, from the approach to the puncture and stent placement, appeared in front of the patient's family members in a short period of time.
Moreover, each patient's condition was different. The pictures that Zheng Ren drew were slightly different.
Perhaps the patient's family members did not know, but after Mu Tao saw Zheng Ren communicate with the patient's family members, his understanding of the TIPS surgery seemed to have made a new breakthrough.
On those boring pictures, according to the different anatomical structures, the puncture point was determined … Wait … Mu Tao thought about it and suddenly realized how Zheng Ren drew the anatomical relationship between the portal vein and the hepatic vein that was to be punctured.
Looking at the hand-drawn picture, Mu Tao seemed to be seeing how Zheng Ren analyzed the puncture point of the TIPS surgery through complicated space folding.
The devil was often in the details.
However, just communicating with the patient's family members hid a shocking secret. This was something that Mu Tao had not expected before.
Boss Zheng did not seem to have any intention of hiding anything. He was very magnanimous in communicating with the patient's family members in front of him.
This level of doctor-patient communication could be said to be at the godly level. It was just the simplest clinical work, but Mu Tao knew that he could not do it.
When Zheng Ren finished explaining to the first patient's family member, Mu Tao suddenly said, "Boss Zheng, can I keep the picture you drew?"
Zheng Ren was only slightly stunned before he understood what Mu Tao meant.
A few thoughts appeared in Zheng Ren's mind, roaring like thunder.
His thoughts, which were originally as dark as the night, were directly exploded with a few rays of light.
Zheng Ren had been thinking about how to explain nuclear MRI so that most people could smoothly accept it. This was a very difficult thing. Zheng Ren thought about it on and off for many days, but he could not come up with a solution.
At this moment, Mu Tao's intention gave Zheng Ren a brand new idea.
It was really dark under the light. Zheng Ren immediately laughed self-deprecatingly. He laughed very happily.
Mu Tao was puzzled. Looking at Zheng Ren's smile, it became more and more unfathomable. It was like a dream since he was young to meet a white-bearded old immortal who would teach him immortal techniques … When he saw through a certain trick, the old immortal would look at him with a smile.
However, the old immortal looked a little too young.
The patient's family had already understood. Originally, they did not take this piece of paper seriously. However, when she heard Mu Tao say that she wanted to keep it, the patient's daughter held the piece of paper and refused to let go no matter what.
To them, this was a piece of waste paper. But at this moment, it was like a rare treasure.
It was definitely a different concept if someone snatched it and no one snatched it.
"I'll draw another one for you." Zheng Ren was also very helpless. However, he had an idea. If he drew another one, the key points that could be shown would be clearer.
Mu Tao was silent and nodded.
Zheng Ren introduced Chang Yue to the patient's family. Chang Yue would communicate with them about everything before the surgery. Only then did he let the patient's family leave.
After that, should he draw pictures?
Zheng Ren recalled the radiographic films. The three-dimensional anatomical map appeared in his mind, shattered, reconstructed, and shattered again. Finally, it turned into countless primitive streams of data.
Seeing that Zheng Ren was deep in thought, Mu Tao did not disturb him. Instead, he recalled the entire diagnostic process.
The office fell into a dead silence.
Chang Yue looked at Zheng Ren and Mu Tao. She did not know what they were doing, but she did not disturb them. Instead, she waited quietly.
Time passed by quickly. After more than ten minutes of silence, Zheng Ren suddenly moved!
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