It turned out to be like this, Zheng Ren finally relaxed completely.
This operation was extremely strange, and Zheng Ren finally solved the problem after spending a huge amount of money. But as long as the problem is solved, no matter how high the price is, it will not be wasted.
Continue to perform kidney surgery on the other side. This time Zheng Ren has experience and is very fast.
One hour and twenty-two minutes later, the operation was over.
Looking back, Zheng Ren knows that he wasted a lot. But without trial and error, no one can succeed the first time.
Fortunately, there are experimental subjects that can provide opportunities for trial and error, and Zheng Ren feels a little lucky. This was the nth time he was thankful, but Zheng Ren would feel this way every time he faced the death of experimental subjects one after another in the system operating room.
I had two more surgeries, both of which were successful. It was definitely not a fluke.
Zheng Ren knew that he had finally found the most critical point and made a decision.
Now, the operation can be completed successfully. As for why radiofrequency ablation surgery causes the fusion of renal arteries and renal sympathetic nerves, this matter is left to the Mayo Medical Center to take care of.
After coming out of the system space, Zheng Ren lay silently on the bed.
The room was dark with no light at all. He opened his eyes and recalled the scene of the operation just now, feeling quite emotional in his heart.
These are useless sighs and can only waste time. Zheng Ren knows this. But even in the face of the death of the experimental subject, Zheng Ren still had to calm down his heart.
After a long time, he slowly picked up the phone.
Early in the morning, 01:12.
It turns out that a new day has already begun.
Zheng Ren clicked on WeChat, and there were dozens more messages in the group. Su Yun sent a bunch of photos from the comic exhibition before going to bed. Chu Yanran and Chu Yanzhi expressed their interest.
There were no other messages. Zheng Ren looked through them a few times and then opened QQ on his phone.
Watching the little boy talk has become a habit.
There was still no update after talking about it, which made Zheng Ren a little anxious. Although he knew that according to his condition, he was terminally ill, and the tumor would continue to spread at this time.
But Zheng Ren still had hope.
I wish that little boy was addicted to games and finally became a generation e-sports master instead of being tortured by disease.
Zheng Ren looked at the phone blankly, the light and shadow on the screen was a bit dazzling.
After a few minutes, he turned off his phone and fell asleep.
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The next day, when he arrived at 912, Zheng Ren checked the wards before handing over.
Today's work is the second phase of surgery, which has been arranged. After this batch of patients are discharged from the hospital, the next batch of patients will be admitted directly.
Such is the cycle, this is the daily life of doctors in high-level tertiary hospitals.
Just after coming out of the ward rounds at the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department, Zheng Ren received a call from Director Kong.
"Good morning, Director Kong." Zheng Ren greeted.
"Oh, okay, I'll go right away."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Director Kong asked him to go to the office without saying anything happened.
The shift was about to be handed over. Zheng Ren hurried back to the interventional department, came to the door of Director Kong's office, and knocked gently.
"Enter."
Zheng Ren pushed the door open and went in.
Director Kong sat on the chair and waved.
"Director Kong, what's going on?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Several patients have contacted me through other people, and they all have Gaucher's disease accompanied by giant spleen." Director Kong said.
How fast, Zheng Ren thought.
"It's not that patients get information quickly, but Xinglinyuan has sent emails to doctors with contacts across the country, looking for patients with Gaucher's disease, and is preparing to do live broadcasts again." Director Kong smiled slightly and said: "As for me, I just want to inform you out of respect for our old comrades."
Zheng Ren scratched his head, that's it.
"That's one thing. Another thing is that an acquaintance from St. Paul's Hospital on the other side of Xiangjiang came to tell me that a rich man named Zou is coming to you for surgery." Director Kong became serious this time and crossed his fingers. , leaning on the table, looking at Zheng Ren.
"Oh, that's right." Zheng Ren recounted his experience in Pengcheng.
Director Kong became even more strange.
The legendary poison? This kind of thing is rare in the imperial capital, no wonder Director Kong is curious.
"It's all rumors. I think it's a hereditary cardiac ion channelopathy in the family. It can be treated with diagnostic treatment." Zheng Ren smiled.
"Be careful." Director Kong warned.
The young man in front of him was like a wild horse, running unscrupulously. Even if it's right under my nose, I can't see it at all.
Director Kong did not want to control Zheng Ren, but he was worried that his energy was too scattered, so that the diagnosis of a certain patient was not clear, so he hurriedly performed an operation.
Once something goes wrong after surgery, more energy will be needed to make up for it. This is a negative feedback. Many young doctors seem to have great futures, but just because of a certain mistake, their careers suddenly collapse.
He didn't want Zheng Ren to follow the same path as others.
But what Zheng Ren followed was not the same path as others. Whether it's the Nobel Prize or Hong Kong's richest man, even Director Kong is unfamiliar with it.
If the wealthy people in Xiangjiang want to see a doctor, they would first choose several local hospitals in Xiangjiang. If it cannot be resolved, people rarely come to the mainland and fly directly to Mayo or Montreal.
But now there are people rushing to find him to give Zheng Ren a message. This kind of thing is relatively new to Director Kong.
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded seriously.
"Let's go, hand over. You must be cautious when it comes to live broadcast surgeries in Xinglin Garden. No matter how skilled the surgery is, as long as live broadcast is involved, you can never be too careful." Director Kong warned again and again.
Zheng Ren was a little moved.
These are all words from the bottom of one's heart. Others wish something would happen to them, just like Zhao Wenhua. Only Director Kong, who regards himself as his nephew, would talk so straightforwardly.
"Director Kong, don't worry, I will be very careful." Zheng Ren nodded.
Director Kong said nothing more, and the two of them left the director's office to hand over shifts and conduct rounds. It’s a new day, there’s a new surgery, and nothing is more stressful than the early morning.
After the class was handed over, little Oliver sent the patients off, and Zheng Ren, Su Yun, and the professor came on stage together.
The second-stage surgery was not difficult at all for Zheng Ren. The professor also fully grasped the key points of the tip's second-stage surgery. Today's surgery was performed by Zheng Ren as the assistant and Professor Rudolf Wagner.
In fact, there was no need for this, because during the earthquake relief, the professor himself treated a group of patients on 912. The surgery was beautiful, the patients were all stable, and their recovery was excellent.
But Zheng Ren still seeks stability. After all, he always needs to be very sure before taking the next step.
The second stage surgery required a trip to Pengcheng. Zheng Ren thought that if he didn't have time, he could ask the professor to go.
Sure enough, the professor's surgery was very good, without any mistakes at all, and all the operations were completed.
It seems that I can safely let the professor go to Pengcheng, Zheng Ren thought to himself.