At 7:40, Zheng Ren was woken up by his colleagues at work.
Although Director Kong was not at home, the shift was handed over as usual, and then the operation was performed.
Professor Zhao was in charge of work at home, and he looked at Zheng Ren with complicated eyes. You didn't provoke this young man, just do your own thing.
Seeing the tips surgery patient being pushed onto the stage, Professor Zhao felt a little sad. I can be considered a Mesozoic in the prime of life, but before I could covet the position of director of the 912 Intervention Department, the young people below started to catch up...
It's not that young people are chasing after them, it's that others have left them out of sight, and the one who should be chased is themselves.
Professor Zhao was very unconvinced and held his breath to give Zheng Ren a hard blow.
tips surgery? Me too! He thought silently in his heart.
Zheng Ren didn't know what other people were thinking, and there was no need to know.
Wu Xiaomei and Zhou Jinxi came early, but Zheng Ren asked them to wait until the operation was over. Private work is private work, you can do whatever you want when you have time. But the premise is not to delay the business.
Although they all treat illnesses and save people, they are different.
There were only three patients who needed second-stage tip surgery. They went on the stage, took out the retrievable stent, came off the stage, and the operation went smoothly.
If it were yesterday, Zheng Ren would have been a little more cautious.
But after gaining the passive ability to reconstruct, Zheng Ren only had to glance at the film and a three-dimensional structure would appear in his mind.
How to remove the retrievable stent, what blood vessels should be avoided, how hard to apply force on a difficult position, and what angle should be used, all are clear at a glance.
This passive ability is really convenient.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was a little surprised, but then nothing happened.
When the boss performs an operation, it should go well. If it doesn't go well, there will be problems. This way of thinking about the problem is correct.
It's just that the surgery went too smoothly, and the professor wasn't used to it. It's okay, I'll get used to it gradually.
After the third patient was finished, the professor asked little Oliver to send the patient back. He took off his lead coat and asked: "Boss, do you have anything to explain about tomorrow's tip surgery?"
"No, just do it normally." Zheng Ren said: "When will the MRI dispersion films be back?"
"afternoon."
Zheng Ren hesitated for a moment and said, "Then I'll watch the movie first if I have time in the evening."
"Yeah." The professor said, "Boss, 6 patients are not enough."
"It's okay, it will get better." Zheng Ren had no idea and could only deal with the professor.
But the professor didn't hear the perfunctoriness in Zheng Ren's words, and he nodded happily. As far as the professor is concerned, what Zheng Ren said is correct.
After changing his clothes, Zheng Ren came to the operation room. There was a form in front of Su Yun.
The patient's information is recorded in the form, which is necessary for scientific research. Zheng Ren didn't pay much attention. When it came to scientific research, Su Yun was indeed more suitable than him.
He has wanted to win the Nobel Prize since he was a child, and he has even learned the unpopular Swedish language. Is there anything he can't do
Although he may only be the third author, Zheng Ren knows that Su Yun will definitely regard this opportunity as training and wait for his own opportunity.
Zheng Ren didn't know whether it was a heart transplant. There might be a bigger project, but with Su Yun's ability, it's really a high probability.
"Boss." When Su Yun saw Zheng Ren walking in, he didn't stand up. He sat on the chair, shook the form, and said: "The amount of surgery is not enough, we have to speed up."
"Know."
"Chang Yue asked twice, when will you go down."
"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded, "Su Yun, let's get in touch and see..." The more Zheng Ren spoke, the more he felt guilty. He was really not familiar with 912.
"We have already contacted the B-ultrasound side. Director Qi said that if you need to go to him, he will help you with the puncture."
"Director Qi?" Zheng Ren had no intention of bringing out such a great god. In his imagination, it would be enough to find a B-ultrasound machine that could perform puncture and freeze the patient during surgery.
"Yesterday you were not very sure that it was cholesterol granuloma in the chest. Director Qi studied the B-ultrasound images you had and is very curious about your judgment." Su Yun blew a breath, with black hair floating in front of his forehead, "Boss, This is the time to test your quality.”
"..." Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun. This guy wanted to compete no matter what. This kind of character was really competitive to a certain extent.
But what Su Yun said is correct.
Is this good luck or bad luck? Zheng Ren couldn't say either. But he is confident in his diagnosis. If Director Qi wants to see it, let's do it together. It's no big deal.
"are you going?"
"I won't go." Su Yun answered simply, "I want to go home and sleep. I promised to sleep for three days and three nights. I was busy all night yesterday. I don't want to die suddenly."
Zheng Ren smiled and nodded, "Then help me contact Director Qi. From now on, you can just go home. Have you got the forms and records for tomorrow's surgery patients?"
"It's all done a long time ago. This little job is nothing to me." Su Yun was stunned for a moment, and was about to say that he was a flawless assistant.
But when the words came to my lips, I remembered the operation process in the early morning when Zheng Ren was an assistant.
That is true flawlessness.
Su Yun felt a little bored, stood up, took the form, put it in a blue file box, and handed it to the professor.
"My boss and I are going to do a minor surgery. You can go down by yourself." Su Yundao said.
"Brother Yun, can't the boss put all his energy into tip surgery?" The professor was very reluctant.
"Fugui son, how old are you?" Su Yun's thinking was very strange, and he asked from a strange angle.
"48 is half buried in the ground." Professor Rudolf Wagner said.
Su Yun looked at the professor in astonishment. His long blond hair was hanging down and he was full of artistic style. He was sure that the professor didn't know what it meant to be buried half in the ground, but Su Yun still smiled.
"Do you know everyone at Heidelberg University? But the boss is only 29 this year. He has just arrived here and knows no one. There are still few beds. If we don't use various means to gain recognition, how can the scientific research project proceed smoothly? ?”
Professor Rudolf Wagner thought about it and found that it was indeed the case.
"Brother Yun, you are right." The professor said, "Then you go and get busy. I will prepare the surgery patients for tomorrow. Boss, when the film is finished, I will leave you a message on WeChat."
"Huh? Fuguier, when did you get WeChat?"
"These past few days, by the way, boss, I applied to add you as a friend, but you haven't approved it yet."
Zheng Ren didn't know about this at all, so he took out his mobile phone, looked through it twice, and saw a WeChat ID application called Golden Wheat Field.
"Is this you?"
"Yeah, boss, hurry up and pass." The professor said.