The Surgeon’s Studio

Chapter 984: 976 Throw money at it

Views:

"Cardiac channel disease." Zheng Ren walked into the elevator and said calmly.

"The symptoms are consistent, but do you think the Mayo Clinic can not do relevant examinations for this disease? The income of nearly 10 billion US dollars a year is all brought by strong winds?" Su Yun said with a look of disdain.

"The cardiac ion channel involves tens of thousands of genetic tests. So far, only more than 20 sequences and more than 1,500 genes have been studied. Even if there is a breakthrough at the Mayo Medical Center, it is impossible to understand them all." Zheng Rendao.

"cut."

"This is a judgment made by a clinician based on his rich clinical experience." Zheng Ren said nonsense seriously.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was silent on the side, his eyes wet with tears. The professor had no idea what poison or head-dropping was. Could it be some kind of witchcraft from medieval witches

The three of them went upstairs and returned to their rooms.

Su Yun quickly came to Zheng Ren's room and said with a smile: "The Zou family will send someone over soon. How much do you think they will give you for the consultation?"

"who knows."

"It's inevitable. It's usually around 100,000 Hong Kong dollars. This is a normal market price." Su Yundao said.

"It doesn't matter. It's the patient with renal artery stenosis. Has there been any reply from the Mayo Clinic?" Zheng Ren asked.

"not yet."

"That's it." Zheng Ren went to wash up and said while washing his face: "I am reluctant to diagnose cardiac channelopathy. After all, there is no solid diagnostic basis. If the patient has high medical compliance, you can try surgery. But Look at the current situation, even if I wanted to have surgery, I would probably refuse."

"I regret your lax diagnosis." Su Yun looked at his phone and said absently.

Zheng Ren started brushing his teeth. The buzzing sound of the electric toothbrush Xiao Yiren had prepared made Zheng Ren's head hurt.

Just get used to it, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

Zheng Ren opened the door, and a man in a navy suit appeared in front of the door with a distant smile. He held a delicate box in both hands and handed it to Zheng Ren. He said, "Mr. Zheng, please give me my master's information." You take a look."

"Oh." Zheng Ren brushed his teeth with a toothbrush and took the box with one hand.

"Then I'll take my leave first." After finishing speaking, the man in the navy blue suit turned and left.

He was very angry, but he just couldn't let it go.

This young man is so arrogant! The master said he was going to deliver information, but he was actually brushing his teeth!

Is this ignorance or disrespect for the master? Anyway, he has never encountered such casual people from the Xiangjiang Zou family.

After walking out of the hotel with an expressionless face, he walked onto the extended Lincoln and whispered: "Sir, the information has been sent up."

"Oh, what did Dr. Zheng say?" Zou Jiahua was looking at something with a solemn expression.

"He... is brushing his teeth." The navy blue suit paused. When he said this, he himself refused to believe it.

"Brushing your teeth?" Zou Yu seemed to be angry, and said sarcastically: "Does he really think he is a person?"

Zou Jiahua held a few pieces of paper in his hand, and the paper still exuded residual warmth.

He didn't seem to hear what the assistant said, but carefully looked at the content written on these pieces of paper.

It was like a major acquisition involving the life and death of the Zou family.

"He is just a person." Zou Jiahua said lightly: "At a young age, he is already a member of the health care team. You cannot judge a person by his age."

"Daddy, he..."

Zou Jiahua raised his hand, and Zou Yu swallowed his words unwillingly and fell silent.

After a long time, Zou Jiahua raised his head and asked calmly: "How reliable is the information."

"Basically credible." The navy blue suit said with certainty: "Nobel Prize candidates have official Swedish information. For the surgery, I consulted a Chinese doctor from the Karolinska Institute of Medical Sciences in Stockholm. He said Witnessed that surgery.”

"How difficult is the operation?"

"Dr. Mehar's illness has been delayed for a long time, and world-renowned experts have consulted. Moreover, his wife is also an expert in cardiology, but they are helpless. When Dr. Zheng Renzheng went to Karolinska Institutet, it was said that he rushed Had a major heart attack."

"In other words, Dr. Zheng was asked to perform the surgery only when there was no other way?" Zou Jiahua asked.

"Yes." The assistant said, "I asked. Dr. Mehar has basically recovered after the operation and is undergoing a final physical examination. If everything goes well, he will arrive in the Imperial Capital for second-stage surgery in half a month."

Zou Jiahua put a few pieces of paper on his lap, looked out the window, and tapped the paper with his fingers, making a thumping sound like his heartbeat.

The navy suit and Zou Yu continued to remain silent, not daring to make any noise to disturb. Even his breathing became much softer.

They knew that this was Zou Jiahua's habitual action when he was making important decisions.

After a long time, Zou Jiahua asked: "Why did Dr. Zheng come to Pengcheng this time?"

"It is said that Dr. Mu, Mr. Wu's disciple, asked him to do teaching surgery."

"Tomorrow, go visit Mr. Wu." Zou Jiahua finally said.

"Daddy, I've been to Mr. Wu's side, and he didn't notice it either. Do you really want to know the information about that little doctor and let him treat you?"

"Those who can treat diseases are all good doctors, regardless of age." Zou Jiahua smiled faintly, "At the beginning of the year, in Yangcheng, Dr. Zheng did all the surgeries. What can't I do?"

Zou Yu wanted to say something, but held back.

"Cash, three million yuan." Zou Jiahua said softly: "Contact the people at the bank to get it overnight, and take the money to see Mr. Wu tomorrow morning."

"Can't you check?"

"The check is just a piece of paper. According to the information, he is just an orphan. He is so young and should have never seen any money. Cash has a greater impact." Zou Jiahua smiled, "Seeking medical advice, remember, it's Beg. If he can be cured, give him half of the family property, so what."

"Daddy!" Zou Yu exclaimed.

"You're kidding." Zou Jiahua looked at Zou Yu lovingly and said, "Whether it's a disease or a poison, it must be solved, otherwise you won't be able to sleep well all day long. When your grandfather told me about it in the past, , I didn’t understand either. But when I saw him sleeping like that that day and never waking up again, I knew that sooner or later this matter would happen to me."

"Let's try it. Is there any news from Nanyang?"

"No. Several ancient poison-using families said they have never seen this kind of poison. Master, we have looked for all the masters we should look for, and there are also some hidden masters. It takes more than two people a day to find them. It’s a matter of God.” Said the navy blue suit.

"Yeah." Zou Jiahua nodded, "Let's go."

The black stretched Lincoln, surrounded by two cars, slowly drove away from the hotel and disappeared into the night.