"Surgery..." Su Yun was rare and did not directly criticize people, but put on a smile.
"I said I went to Brazil to see a doctor for the surgery," Song Ying said.
"Well, I understand. This kind of surgery is either a heart transplant or Batista surgery. This surgery is indeed the most common in Brazil." Zheng Rendao.
"Can you add the previous two words when you say this?" Su Yun said disdainfully: "If you add it, you will feel that it is the truth. Otherwise, I will always feel that you are too pretentious."
"Haha." Zheng Ren smiled dryly and picked up the chopsticks to pick up Xie Yiren's food.
For him, just a few mouthfuls of food will make him full, and the rest of the fun lies in watching the Xie people eat and drink happily.
"Boss, a doctor who came to see me for plication surgery said he couldn't wait until tomorrow and is making trouble in the department now," Su Yundao said.
"Go to the consulate. If he makes trouble again, send him away." Zheng Ren said casually.
A Brazilian doctor, Zheng Ren didn't really care. Not being honest when learning something is a habitual problem.
"Linge is handling it." Su Yun said with a smile: "He saw the patient's X-ray and postoperative examination report, and can't wait. The hospital thinks it is a good reason for publicity, so it probably cannot be handed over to the superiors."
"It's up to you," Zheng Ren said.
The patient with advanced dilated cardiomyopathy was discharged today. If Zheng Ren hadn't pressed 912 and asked him to be observed for another two days, the patient would have been discharged and returned home according to his own wishes.
Originally, Song Ying came to Zheng Ren to explain Yunze's matter. But when he went to the interventional department of 912, he saw a bunch of publicity officers and reporters doing publicity interviews. After briefly asking about it, a feeling of absurdity arose in my heart.
You had surgery yesterday and will go to bed today
This is different from what I know. Is it the same disease? In the end, Song Ying took Su Yun and asked for a long time before he understood that Boss Zheng had once again broken the dimensional wall and created a new surgical method.
Tell me what Yunze is doing.
This was just a small disturbance. Song Ying quickly got into the mood and adjusted the atmosphere at the table just right.
Because there are girls around, I can't drive. But Song Ying was well-informed, his conversation was witty, and he had the right rhythm of chatting.
Nearly an hour later, Yunze knocked on the door and came in, followed by the bulging secretary.
Song Ying introduced Boss Zheng, and they were supposed to exchange a few words, sit down to eat and drink, and have a good time. But when Zheng Ren saw Yunze, his eyes were a little straight and he stared at him for a long time.
Yunze was a little unhappy. Although there was a layer of white mist in front of his eyes, he could tell that something was wrong with the way little boss Zheng looked at him.
Song Ying said with a smile: "Dr. Yun, you have come all the way back and you still haven't adjusted to the jet lag."
"Aren't you worried that you will be angry? Come on and apologize." Yunze's tone was gentle, but there was a hint of edge in his words.
"Look at what you said." Song Ying said with a smile: "What's wrong with being angry or not? As long as the old man can recover smoothly, that would be the best."
"This time we took a big risk. We hired experts who have performed the most surgeries of this kind in the world, and also hired Johns Hopkins' critical care team for care. A narrow escape from death, a narrow escape from death." Yunze was still a little angry at first, but At some point, I'm going to knock Boss Zheng's eyes back.
But after talking about it later, I also felt a little emotional.
It was really a narrow escape, and nothing happened. I couldn't bear to have more than one kilogram or nearly two kilograms of meat cut off from my body, let alone two kilograms of meat cut off from my heart.
Fortunately, this surgery was done in Brazil, otherwise I would have burned the old lady's head for seven weeks now.
"Oh?" Su Yun suddenly showed a gentle smile and asked, "Who is the top doctor in the world?"
"Dr. Domingo Paul." Yunze said lightly.
"That Dr. Domingo from St. Paul Heart Medical Center?"
"Do you know him?" Yunze became even more angry. It is true that peers are enemies.
But he is an internationally renowned professor, and Batista has performed the most surgeries in the world. You, a little doctor from 912, still want to question Dr. Domingo Paulo
Nonsense!
"Oh, I didn't know him before, but I got to know him soon." Su Yun blew, and the black hair on his forehead was floating.
soon? Yunze was a little confused.
He looked at Su Yun, waiting for the next step. But Su Yun turned a blind eye to his gaze and ignored it. He filled up the wine bottle for Chang Yue and then for himself, whispering something to Chang Yue.
So angry, Yunze felt even more unhappy.
Song Ying had already smelled the faint smell of gunpowder. He immediately asked with a smile: "Xiao Su, is Dr. Domingo Paulo the Brazilian doctor who has already arrived?"
"If you're right, it should be him." Su Yundao said, "I'm seeing patients in the hospital. I don't know him yet. We'll talk about it tomorrow when we get to know each other."
He spoke carelessly and somewhat casually.
Yunze was stunned for a moment, a little incomprehensible. Are you and the person in front of you talking about the same person? Probably not. There must be a misunderstanding.
"Dr. Yun, Boss Zheng has performed a similar surgery in the past few days. It was minimally invasive." Song Ying explained: "This is the world's first surgery. The patient can move around on the second day after the operation. I see that posture. , it’s no problem if I run now.”
"I just said that the boss did something wrong during the operation. Leave some problems after the operation and don't let the patient go to the ground so early. Do you remember the fight between the two families in the community hospital? The same goes for this patient today. He had to be discharged in a calm way. ." Su Yun said contemptuously.
"..." Yunze was stunned.
I hired the world's top critical care medical team in Brazil, and my elderly family member stayed in the intensive care unit for nearly a week. He entered critical stages several times and was barely rescued after rescue.
And this side... How can I say it was a minimally invasive surgery? I had to go to the ground the next day...
"It's okay. The patient will be discharged from the hospital in two days." Zheng Ren picked up a chopstick dish for Xie Yiren and put it on the bone plate in front of her. He no longer looked at Yunze with strange eyes.
"Uh..." Yunze wanted to ask something, but didn't know where to start.
"Dr. Domingo Paul, is he the Brazilian doctor who performed a Batista operation more than ten years ago and cut off 342g of myocardium?" Su Yun and Chang Yue drank a glass of wine and asked immediately, feeling very generous. .
Yunze nodded in a daze.
"That's him." Su Yundao said, "The email he sent me said that he would come to learn a new technique. Don't you think this is nonsense? It seems that he can learn it after telling him."
“…”
Yunze felt funny in his heart.
Young people, talking nonsense just to save face, even sound funny. Dr. Domingo Paul, will he come to the imperial capital? The joke was not funny at all.