The patient had already gone on stage for surgery, and Zheng Ren did not continue to care about the patient's affairs.
Zheng Ren believes that he is capable of performing craniotomy surgery, but the degree of completion of the surgery is much worse than that of cardiothoracic surgery, general surgery, and interventional surgery.
Although he had already undergone intracranial surgery on the M4 segment of blood vessels, in a sense, it would not be a problem for Zheng Ren to lead a neurosurgery team, but he had no interest in it.
Looking at Xiao Shitou's medical records, Zheng Ren entered the system space and clicked to purchase surgical training.
A system operating room was built, and surgical training on small stones began. He had done it once or twice before, but the operation was too difficult and he never tried it again after it failed.
And there is darkness ahead, and surgery cannot be performed for the sake of surgery. If there was not enough profit, Zheng Ren felt there was no need to let Xiao Shitou endure the pain of the surgery any longer.
But after talking to Xiao Shitou, the child was filled with an optimistic and fearless spirit, and wanted to continue living.
Even if there is a 1% chance that Xiao Shitou can live longer, these crimes will not be in vain. Zheng Ren wants to give it a try.
The surgical training ended in failure again, but Zheng Ren still found some good trends.
With the bonus of the scholar title, the peak-level surgical skills have been pushed up a big step.
Even if it failed, the surgery seemed to be better than before, and there was even some hope.
The point of failure lies in the resection of the 4th cervical vertebra.
Zheng Ren didn't know whether cervical spine surgery was classified as neurosurgery or orthopedics in the system's classification. He knew that if he wanted to successfully complete the surgery on the fourth cervical vertebra, he had to reach the peak level.
But now I only have a peak-level skill book on hand.
This book was given by the Nobel Prize mission, and it is the final reward of a large-scale continuous mission. It is impossible for Big Pig Hoof to give out similar skill books in a short time.
After thinking about it, Zheng Ren didn't have any good ideas.
In fact, he guessed that whether it was neurosurgery or orthopedics, as long as he reached the peak level, he would be able to perform this surgery without any problem.
But you still need to think carefully to be more prudent.
"Boss, Xiao Shitou, are you just preparing for an airway stent or major surgery?" Su Yun asked when Zheng Ren raised his head.
"I'll think about it again," Zheng Ren said.
"Several societies invited you to give speeches, but I turned them down." Su Yun said with a smile.
Zheng Ren nodded. The letters in the mailbox were all from unfamiliar people. In the past few days, some people came to see me through the hospital and Director Kong, but they all refused on the excuse of being sick.
It seems that getting sick after winning the award is no big deal. At least he has a legitimate reason to refuse to go to all kinds of boring meetings, Zheng Ren thought to himself.
Maybe it's a blessing in disguise.
Thinking about Xiao Shitou's surgical plan, Zheng Ren made repeated designs and deductions.
"Su Yun, has the 3D model of the little stone been printed?"
"What you want is one with blood circulation. The simulated blood will arrive later today. I have contacted the technicians and I will probably be able to do surgical training tomorrow." Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren and knew that he still wanted to do major surgery.
It's just that the success rate of the surgery... is really hard to say.
But Su Yun didn't stop him this time. He had already won the Nobel Prize, and after meeting Xiao Shitou and his mother Wen Xiaonuan, Su Yun felt that the possibility of something going wrong was not high.
Even if the operation failed and Xiao Shitou died on the operating table, it would only be a week or two earlier, or at most a month or two, and he would have saved himself the suffering.
The 3D printed human models that students train on are the ones with no blood flow. The price of real blood flow is extremely expensive, and only Zheng Ren in the medical team can enjoy this treatment.
Moreover, it has to be thrown away after being used once, and there is no possibility of reuse.
I sat in Mr. Cui's clinic in the emergency department until it was time to get off work, and then I went home for dinner. Zheng Ren threw all his thoughts aside and enjoyed the fun of family life with peace of mind.
It is said that home is a warm harbor, and Zheng Ren realizes this more and more. Especially when you are sick, holding your lover's hand makes you feel less empty and uncomfortable.
Life is a habit, bit by bit, accumulated over time, until the end of time.
The next day, the days were repeated as if copied and pasted, nothing new.
Although he has won the Nobel Prize, TIPS surgery still needs to be done. For TIPS surgery, the Nobel Prize is not the end point but .asxs.
Zheng Ren was a little relieved to see Lin Yuan growing up and Gao Shaojie breaking through his previous bottlenecks.
After the operation, Su Yun went to supervise the production of the 3D model. Xie Yi and Chang Yue made an appointment for skin care at noon, and Zheng Ren had to go to the cafeteria to eat alone.
Eating is really a troublesome thing for Zheng Ren, and he doesn't enjoy it at all. But if you don’t want hypoglycemia, you still have to eat food.
Walking slowly through the patient restaurant, Zheng Ren saw Xiao Shitou sitting alone on a chair and eating hard.
He obviously had no appetite, and every mouthful of food was like medicine with a bitter taste. It was hard to eat, but he had to eat it.
Zheng Ren understands this feeling very well. He sympathizes with Xiao Shitou and himself.
With a thought in his heart, he did not go to the doctor's restaurant to eat. Instead, he went there to take a bite of rice and sat down opposite the small stone.
"Brother." Xiao Shitou saw Zheng Ren sitting down and tried his best to smile.
Zheng Ren nodded and said nothing.
Xiao Shitou looked at the food in front of him, feeling a little sad, but he still ate one bite after another. The cooking in the 912 cafeteria cannot be said to be bad, it is above average. The taste...that's all, it's edible.
The two of them had little communication and remained silent, trying hard to swallow the food in front of them.
Zheng Ren didn't ask why Wen Xiaonuan didn't come, and Xiao Shitou didn't ask about the surgery in a few days. In such silence, the two of them were fighting with the food on their plates.
With the two people's efforts, the food was reduced little by little.
The swelling on Xiao Shishi's neck made it difficult for him to lower his head, especially when swallowing, which required a lot of force. The mass not only compresses the airway, but also affects the esophagus.
You have to work very hard to even eat. Such a life is indeed quite hard.
Zheng Ren was concentrating on eating and seemed not to notice Xiao Shitou's firm and persistent expression and his strong will to accumulate some energy for his body.
"I'm full!" Xiao Shitou put down his chopsticks first and said with relief.
"I'm full too." Zheng Ren took the last grain of rice from the plate into his mouth and took the plate to return to the staff cafeteria.
When passing by Xiao Shitou, he touched the top of Xiao Shitou's head, which had few hairs.
It was like touching a hard stone, only slightly warm.