After reading the medical records, Zheng Ren saw that it was not yet time for work, so he started a physical examination.
The patient's condition was quite special, and there was nothing unusual about his body surface, so everything was checked out in just a few steps. The work of the Mayo Clinic is still the same, and there is no difference between the physical examination content and the records in the medical records.
Next, Zheng Ren was bored.
Sitting in an office surrounded by transparent glass, staring blankly at the patient, Zheng Ren knew that he had to wait for others to start working before he could perform the operation after completing a bunch of procedures.
It was really a waste of time. I thought it might be better if I knew there was a charter flight and arranged to fly in at night, just in time for the work here.
Professor Danilo Acosta was very tired and sleepy, after all, he had not slept all night.
This hateful Chinese doctor didn't even go to rest, which made him unable to rest. He glared at Zheng Ren fiercely. If looks could kill, Zheng Ren would probably need emergency treatment.
"Is Professor Dale here?" came a voice, echoing in the quiet laboratory.
"It's only what time, how could you come?" Professor Danilo Acosta was almost asleep when he was woken up by this voice and shouted angrily while suppressing his voice.
This is a ward after all, so there can't be any noise.
"I sent him a message and he said he'll be there in ten minutes." A middle-aged doctor walked in with a tired look on his face and said casually without fear when facing the angry Danilo.
"He said it for ten minutes, and it's possible to listen to it as a power." Danilo complained, "Damn it, you disturbed my sweet dream."
"Why are you here?" the middle-aged doctor asked in surprise, "Is there something wrong with your patient?"
As he said this, he glanced at the people in the room and was stunned.
"You... you..." the middle-aged doctor pointed at Zheng Ren and stammered.
"Huh?" Zheng Ren originally sat quietly with his eyes on his nose, his nose on his mouth, and his mouth on his heart. In fact, he went to the system library to read a book. When he heard the noise outside, he came out to see what was going on.
Do you know this person...? Zheng Ren was in a daze.
I know relatively few foreigners. The first one is Fu Guier, and the rest are experts and professors who have recently gone to 912 to learn tips surgery.
The person in front of him looked very strange, Zheng Ren was confused.
He glanced at Su Yun inadvertently, hoping to get some hints, but Su Yun looked at his phone quietly and remained motionless.
"Are you the inventor of zheng-rudolf surgery?!" The middle-aged doctor jumped up desperately and shouted in surprise.
"Shut up, this is the ward!" Professor Danilo Acosta said angrily.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I... what I saw was Doctor Zheng!" The middle-aged doctor rubbed his hands excitedly and walked directly towards Zheng Ren. Danilo stood between him and Zheng Ren, but he ignored him and knocked Professor Danilo Acosta's body sideways with his shoulder.
It really looks like a tank, Zheng Ren thought to himself.
"Hello, hello, I'm the doctor here. Just call me Jack." The middle-aged doctor extended his hand excitedly.
As soon as Zheng Ren heard the name of the surgery, he knew it might be related to the tips surgery. He calmly stretched out his hand and shook it with Dr. Jack.
"Doctor Zheng, why are you here? Oh my God, I thought I was hallucinating after not sleeping for 31 hours." Jack held Zheng Ren's hand tightly and refused to let go no matter what.
"I'm here for surgery." Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"Impossible!" Jack made an exaggerated expression and said, "This group is engaged in hopeless research on nephrogenic hypertension. You are an interventionalist, how come you are here to perform surgery!"
Danilo said angrily: "What do you mean there is no future!"
"Originally, please forgive my directness. The research done here will not be successful even on the day when the world ends. Oh, I'm sorry Doctor Zheng, I'm just too excited." Jack remembered what he was going to do, and pulled Follow Zheng Ren and leave.
"What?" Zheng Ren exerted a slight force on his arm, and Jack felt that Zheng Ren was like an iron pillar that could not be pulled at all.
"There is something wrong with the tip surgery. I originally wanted to see Professor Dale to see if there was a solution, but I didn't expect to meet you. This is great!" Jack's words were a little confused, and he was as excited as if he had been drinking.
This time Zheng Ren became interested. Tips for surgery? This was business.
"What's the problem?" Zheng Ren followed Jack out.
Su Yun and Professor Rudolf Wagner looked at each other and followed Zheng Ren, throwing Danilo behind.
"Hey, you guys..." Danilo called.
"Ignore that Texas guy." Jack said: "A bunch of uncivilized cowboys and savages whose minds are all about muscles, liquor, and women. If their project can be completed, the Mayans will not be destroyed." ”
Didn't you wake up? Zheng Ren felt that what Dr. Jack said was simply too confusing. Although he is proficient in language, his thinking is not synchronized, and Zheng Ren cannot understand the connection between Dr. Jack's statements.
"How did you do your tips surgery?" Zheng Ren asked.
"That damn article you published in New England Magazine... Oh, I'm sorry, I'm not saying you deserve to be damned, but that article deliberately concealed many important points. We have studied it for a long time, but we can't find it. To a sure way," Jack said.
"Then what?" Zheng Ren asked.
"The success rate has not changed at all. Success can still only rely on luck." Jack was a little frustrated. "And this time, the patient had two stents, which caused bleeding when we removed the stents. Damn it..."
Is this the rhythm of their own research on tips surgery, only to be tricked by Su Yun? Zheng Ren thought about it and looked back at Su Yun.
Su Yun followed behind with a proud smile on his face, talking to Professor Rudolf Wagner.
I guess so.
When it comes to writing papers, Zheng Ren feels that his level is really not that good compared to Su Yun. It is a skill that can pass the review without touching the most important points, so that people who read the paper cannot deduce it backwards.
Moreover, Su Yun probably did something to give people the illusion that he could perform retrograde deductions, but everything was wrong. If you want to learn tips surgery, you can only go to the imperial capital to find yourself.
"How many hours have it been since the operation?" Zheng Ren asked.
"It was done yesterday, and it has been 14 hours now, and the bleeding has not stopped yet." Jack said frustratedly: "There is really nothing we can do. I think it must be our piety that moved God, and you appeared here."
"It has nothing to do with God. If you want to learn tips surgery, you need to sign an agreement." Su Yun said expressionlessly from behind.
"Agreement?" Jack felt that Su Yun's English pronunciation was a bit non-standard, unlike Zheng Ren's standard New York accent.
"Yes." Su Yun smiled slightly and said, "See the patient first. If he agrees to the teaching, he will sign first and then perform the surgery."