"Boss Zheng..." Mr. Peng pondered for a few breaths, and then asked, "Why do you say that?"
Why, this question is asked by countless people every day for countless things.
Zheng Ren felt unable to answer for a moment, so he could only smile.
"I have watched many live broadcasts of surgeries you performed. The level is indeed very high. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a blockbuster. Kong Deming has such good eyesight that he dug you out." Mr. Peng said lightly, "For the project in cooperation with the Nobel Prize winner , the Natural Science Foundation will naturally give the green light, this is national policy, you don’t need to accept my favor.”
“…”
Zheng Ren knew that Mr. Peng had made a mistake.
To be honest, Zheng Ren didn't really care what Zhou Chunyong did. It doesn’t matter who gets on the bus; what matters is the project itself.
"The harder you use too much force, the easier it is to make mistakes." Mr. Peng smiled slightly and said: "When my wife was young, I always said that I want to grow old gracefully. Dr. Zheng, Dr. Su, have you ever considered this issue? ?”
"Mr. Peng..."
"Mr. Peng, I don't know whether to say something or not." Su Yun interrupted Zheng Ren and asked softly.
"As long as you say that, it will be followed by unpleasant words, so just say it." Peng Lao said, "Respect is mutual. When facing the objective truth, you still need to remain rational and objective."
"Mr. Peng, you are right." Su Yun said with a smile, "Actually, we have never applied for the Natural Science Foundation. To put it bluntly, the little money is too little and not enough to spend."
Bao Longtao's expression changed and he glared at Su Yun.
Su Yun acted as if he didn't know, and said with a smile, "We have connections with some capital parties. Scientific research is a place where money is burned. Our country cannot spend money on medical care for the time being, just like those pharmaceutical companies, Equipment factories also mostly produce generic drugs and consumables.”
Mr. Peng didn't take it seriously and nodded slightly, agreeing with Su Yun's statement.
"So, our visit today has nothing to do with the Natural Science Foundation. We just heard about it... Sigh, you don't know my boss's temper. He is very fucked up." Su Yun complained.
He did not show submissive respect for Mr. Peng. Instead, he talked like the most favored son and grandson, saying what was on his mind and speaking directly.
But Mr. Peng seemed to like this very much and listened quietly.
"He takes care of all the patients. You can see that half of his hair is gray. That was caused by worrying about a young patient in a foreign scientific research institution a few days ago."
Mr. Peng looked at Zheng Ren's hair carefully again and smiled slightly.
"I say this to refute what you just said. In the eyes of the boss, your wife is just a patient. Our visit is just to explain clearly that there are ways to solve the problem at hand. As you just approved... that matter really has nothing to do with us. , it’s a favor from Dean Bao and Director Zhou.”
"Hahaha, Xiao Su, you are so quick to talk." Mr. Peng said with a smile, "We have already thought about life and death. My wife just doesn't want to suffer. It is meaningless to see so many people lingering on ventilators for so many years. "
"No." Zheng Ren changed his usual vagueness when explaining the condition to the patient's family and said with certainty, "I can control the operation to about 40 minutes. According to the situation reported by Dean Bao, the teachers at the Imperial Hospital judged that you It is still possible for your loved one to endure the risks of a one-hour surgery and anesthesia.”
Mr. Peng was a little surprised. He had a very detailed understanding of the surgery, and his final decision to give up was the result of careful consideration. But this Dr. Zheng came and said that he could complete the operation in 40 minutes. If this was true, this matter would have started.
As he spoke, Zheng Ren paused and said, "When I was in Haicheng, I met an old patient. Her lover refused to rescue her."
Mr. Peng didn't speak, but looked at the young man seriously.
"I went to check the ward at night and heard her reading the chapter of "Historical Records of Xiang Yu" at the bedside. "It is true that flowers bloom again and people are no longer young. But your lover's situation is different. Everyone is dirty. The functions of the organs are still good, and the mind is clear. Just now, you and I were playing chess. It is just a Zenker diverticulum. If you deal with it accordingly, you should be able to resume eating, and your body will get better soon."
"Uh..." Mr. Peng was originally determined. This kind of old man is not the kind of person who can be told that he has lost his mind in a few words.
But looking at Zheng Ren's steady and determined expression, he hesitated a little.
"Dean Bao sent the surgical plan to the experts. Although it was a temporary discussion between Su Yun and I, I think it is reasonable. Judging from your lover's situation, it would be a pity not to give it a try."
"What will happen after the operation? There is a high probability that they are all our own, so there is no need to play tricks on me." Mr. Peng asked.
"After the esophageal obstruction caused by the pressure of the diverticulum is relieved, you can eat after a period of time. The operation is not to completely remove the diverticulum, but to shrink it and improve your loved one's quality of life."
"To be honest, a thorough operation is not necessary. The purpose of the operation is only to correct the compression of the esophagus, not to completely solve the diverticulum. So after discussing with Su Yun, I reduced the size of the operation and then reduced the size."
"I estimate that postoperative upper gastrointestinal barium meal angiography and electronic gastroscopy can confirm that the pharyngeal esophageal diverticulum cavity is significantly reduced and the esophageal cavity is unobstructed. As long as you can eat, as I said just now, it is just a diverticulum, there is no need to completely Excision is not.”
Zheng Ren said calmly.
There is no need for complete resection. This sentence touched Mr. Peng.
This plan is radical yet conservative, and conservative yet somewhat radical. Mr. Peng had already accepted his fate and did not want to do too much treatment to avoid suffering too much. His thoughts were also shaken.
He looked at Zheng Ren silently, at this young man who had become famous in Beijing in less than a year.
He is honest and steady. He looks young but not wild, giving people a very down-to-earth feeling.
"I'll think about it and discuss it with my wife." Mr. Peng said softly.
"Mr. Peng, do you want me to tell you about the designed surgical plan?" Zheng Ren asked.
"No need." Mr. Peng waved his hand with a smile and said, "Professional matters should be handled by professionals. I am a liver and gallbladder person and I don't understand what you are saying."
Mr. Peng's words were a bit polite, but he showed his sincerity in employing people.
Zheng Ren nodded, put his hands on his legs, sat upright, and watched Mr. Peng enter the house.
"Boss Zheng, I'm not doubting, can you really finish it in 40 minutes?" Bao Longtao asked.
"Absolutely." Zheng Ren said, "My medical team will take care of everything. It is possible with tacit cooperation. 45 minutes, that's no problem."
"What about anesthesia?"
"Huh? 45 minutes counts as anesthesia time." Zheng Ren said, "Doesn't the operation time you usually talk about include anesthesia?"
“…”
Bao Longtao and Zhou Chunyong were both stunned. The 45-minute operation actually included anesthesia time...
Not only them, but also Su Yun looked at his boss dumbly.
He really couldn't understand what the boss said would take 45 minutes to achieve.