DNA Testing? More than 2,500 genes, if you check them all, it will cost millions, which can be said to be a huge number.
But Dr. Mehar randomly found people around him and said something that was neither salty nor bland but acted accordingly. Could it be that the top international medical experts don't care about money
Zheng Ren felt a little emotional. Su Yun smiled slightly and shook his head. It seemed that he had the same idea.
Seeing that Zheng Ren had no objection, Dr. Mehar and the people around him whispered: "Is the machine here the best?"
"The third-generation test has just come in, and the personnel are being trained." The man said respectfully.
"You do it, and you have to do it quickly," Dr. Mehar said.
The two of them spoke in Swedish, but the simultaneous translator did not translate the words, so Vice President Yuan did not know what happened. He waved and glanced at Su Yun.
"What are you talking about?" Vice President Yuan asked in a low voice.
"The patient who is going to have surgery is diagnosed by the boss as cardiac channelopathy, but there is no auxiliary examination to confirm the diagnosis." Su Yundao.
Vice President Yuan felt helpless when he heard this. Dr. Mehar is the world's top cardiology expert. The first operation he wanted to see after coming to China was that the patient's condition was not confirmed and could only be regarded as a preliminary diagnosis. What the hell!
Boss Xiao Zheng is too careless in doing things.
"Then what?" Vice President Yuan felt that the lights in the hall were a bit dim.
"A machine for detecting cardiac ion channelopathy has been imported into the country. It's in the imperial capital. I guess it's either in Fuwai or Anzhen. The man next to him, well, he's the one bending down to talk. He should be the chief engineer of the research or something like that. Man, Dr. Mehar said to let him do it himself and get it done as quickly as possible."
"Can't our hospital do it?"
"If all of the more than 2,500 gene fragments were to be produced, it would cost more than a million and would be of little use." Su Yundao said, "And cardiac channelopathy is a rare disease. If you buy it, you probably won't need it a few times a year."
Vice President Yuan nodded, still feeling a little uneasy.
Boss Zheng directly diagnosed a rare disease without clinical conclusive evidence. Dr. Mehar wants to do an examination to confirm the diagnosis. Is this a slap in the face
Ordinarily not, after all, Dr. Mehar still wants Zheng Ren to perform surgery. How could there be any reason to offend the doctor in charge of him before the surgery
wrong! Vice President Yuan suddenly thought about why the name of this disease was so familiar.
Cardiac Channelopathies… Cardiac Channelopathies…
"Su Yun? Did Zou Jiahua in Xiangjiang diagnose such a disease a few days ago?" He immediately remembered the reason why it was so familiar.
"Yes, the operation was successful. I went to Mayo for a post-operative review." Su Yun smiled and said lightly.
Seeing Zheng Ren and Dr. Mehar chatting and laughing in Swedish, Vice President Yuan felt a little emotional and asked: "When did you learn Swedish?"
"A few years ago, when I was doing experiments on mice, I studied for a few days when I was bored. It was not as good as the boss said, and he still had the accent of Dr. Mehar's hometown." Su Yun was also quite emotional.
It is not easy to learn a foreign language. If you want to add accents from all over the world, the difficulty increases exponentially.
Just as he was thinking about it, Zheng Ren came to Vice President Yuan and said, "Dean, please accompany the doctor to change clothes first, and I will go see the patient's family."
"Huh?" Vice President Yuan looked at Zheng Ren suspiciously. There seemed to be something wrong with his words.
"The patient's family members were making trouble in the afternoon." Zheng Ren approached Vice President Yuan and whispered.
Vice President Yuan's mind buzzed.
Vice President Yuan will not prohibit foreign experts and scholars from coming to China, and Zheng Ren will perform demonstration surgeries. After all, Boss Zheng’s level is there. Nominated for the Nobel Prize and a visiting professor at Mayo, these are the world’s top honors.
But just do the surgery and see what kind of patient you are looking for! Not only has the diagnosis not been confirmed, but the patient’s family is still making trouble? !
What a deal!
"The matter is complicated. I'm going to meet Director Ye. You guys go first to the operating room." Zheng Ren was also worried about whether Dr. Mehar would meet with the patient's family.
Once encountered, the patient's family members would cry, make trouble, and hang themselves, which would be interesting.
And if you don’t take a look at it, you may not feel at ease during the operation.
Vice President Yuan glanced at Zheng Ren coldly, without comment, and did not say anything to Zheng Ren. Instead, he walked up to Dr. Mehar and began to introduce the hospital.
"Boss, this is a big deal." Su Yun sighed, then turned around and took the fire escape to the fifth floor with Zheng Ren.
"There is no way, but I guess Director Ye has already solved the matter." Zheng Ren smiled, "After all, if you name me for surgery, things may change in other ways."
After Su Yun thought about it, it seemed possible.
With doubts, the two came to the fifth floor.
The operating room is on the fifth floor, and the patients' families are waiting there. The sixth floor is the rest room and dressing room of the operating room, so doctors and patients do not go through the same passage.
Arriving on the fifth floor, Zheng Ren saw Director Ye standing in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back, looking out the window thoughtfully. The fingers of his right hand kept tapping on the back of his left hand, sometimes fast and sometimes slowly, as if typing Morse code.
He walked quickly towards Director Ye, but just after taking a few steps, there was a slight commotion among the patient's family members. A man strode up to Zheng Ren and knelt down in front of Zheng Ren with a thud.
Well…
Zheng Ren was caught off guard.
Judging from Director Ye's appearance, he originally thought the matter had been resolved. But I didn’t expect that someone would still...
Take a closer look, why is it that master
"Young man has little talent and little knowledge. Please don't remember the past and save my life." The man was very serious and serious as he said this and bowed to the ground.
This is not the only family member of the patient waiting in front of the operating room.
Although it was getting late, there were still seven or eight patients undergoing surgery inside. The family members waited anxiously and felt a little bored. Seeing that there was a lot of excitement, they had already gathered around with shouts.
Director Ye heard the mess behind him and looked back, and it turned out to be Zheng Ren.
He turned around and walked over, separated the crowd, and came to Zheng Ren.
The man almost fell to the ground, his head hit the ground, and he didn't speak.
Zheng Ren and Director Ye looked at each other with deep helplessness.
"Director Ye, this is..."
"Boss Zheng, this is..."
The two asked almost at the same time.
No one knew what was going on, and Zheng Ren immediately realized it.
He didn't like this so-called master at all. The imperial capital was so big, filled with riches and riches, and there were so many scammers.
Thirty thousand *** in the imperial capital is no joke.
It's just that this person should be the kind of person who is not popular. Moreover, Zheng Ren didn't like what he did. A family of three, and maybe more people would die because of his words in the future.
This kind of person is not a good bird at all!