The Surgeon's Studio

"Boss, you're not thinking of operating on him, are you?" Su Yun asked.

"Normally, it wouldn't happen." Zheng Ren answered very seriously, as if he was explaining the patient's condition to the patient's family. He said something that sounded like he was stating a matter, but it was actually meaningless.

"Don't you dare!" Su Yun's voice became much sterner as she said,""There have been a lot of reporters interviewing us recently. You know about this, right?"

"I know."

Zheng Ren rejected all interviews, including Tang Xiu, the chief editor of Haicheng's Metropolitan daily, and even sun zeli, the reporter who had followed them to the front line during the earthquake relief.

For Zheng Ren, it was better for him to perform a few more surgeries than to stand in front of the camera and talk into the microphone. That would be too difficult, at least for him.

Most importantly, Zheng Ren felt that there was no need to.

Publicity was secondary. The most important thing was to perform the surgery well.

The media had a keen sense of smell. Zheng Ren rejected all interviews without hesitation, but the people around him were not so determined.

Su Yun knew that Fang Lin had accepted more than a dozen interviews regarding his boss. Zhou Litao had also done so.

This was to set up the boss's image from all sides. Su Yun was very cautious about the situation around her.

He was worried that his boss's stubbornness would cause unexpected trouble.

The right to speak had always been the most important. Sometimes, it did not matter whether the surgery was performed well or not.

Su Yun was on high alert like a soldier on Night Watch, observing the situation around her. However, all the feedback was relatively positive for the time being. It did not mean that no one had opinions about the boss. It was said that director Sun Chao of the Department of Cardiovascular Surgery of the Affiliated Hospital of the medical University had a bad relationship with a reporter because of this.

'Sun Chao seems to be not bad. Next time, I won't hit him with pincers,' Su Yun thought. However, the biggest implication of this incident was that someone was coveting the boss and the entire medical team from a dark corner.

Now, until next year, they could not afford to make any mistakes.

There were countless pairs of eyes on his boss. If nothing happened, everyone would say good things about him out of mu Qiang's mentality. Countless words of praise pushed the boss's academic status to a certain height.

However, once something went wrong, it was possible that the boss and the entire medical team would be the pitiful drowning dogs.

Other than comrade-in-arms reporters like sun ze li and family-member reporters like Tang Xiu, who was a patient's family, who wouldn't rush up to see what mistakes the Nobel Prize winner had made!

Su Yun could even think of a darker headline. Was the standard of a Nobel Prize winner really that high? It was difficult to live up to a great reputation ...

Coupled with the simple summary of medical malpractice, a sensational piece of news was born.

The Golden words "Nobel Prize winner" attracted the attention of the audience, and they happily clicked on the news.

If that was the case, he would definitely be the top trending search for at least a week.

Spend money to remove the trending Searches? It did not exist at all!

When Su Yun thought of this, she shuddered.

"Boss, don't act. Be careful." Su Yun warned again.

"Yes, don't worry." "The surgery probably can't be done," Zheng Ren said calmly."Little stone's mother said that it's too heavy to carry the documents back, and there's no point in doing so, so she gave it to me."

Su Yun knew her boss's temper. Looking at him, he didn't seem to have any thoughts of making a decision. The next step would definitely be to carefully study the patient's condition. Then, he would use the intraoperative navigation system and 3D printing system to create a human simulation and start the surgery training.

However, there was no point in doing so. Su Yun shook her head.

Shi Jian's condition was extremely complicated. But to put it simply, it could be summarized in a few sentences.

After the new year this year, the little boy said that his stomach was not feeling well, and he did not pay attention at that time. Later, he came to the hospital for a consultation due to long-term diarrhea and emaciated body. He was diagnosed with stomach cancer, liver cancer, colon cancer, and lymph node metastasis.

No one knew where the primary tumor was. It was discovered that it was in the late stage, and his stomach was full of tumors.

This was also the situation when he first met the little boy in director Qi's consultation room.

After that, Wen xiaonuan took Shi Jian to all the major tertiary Grade A hospitals in the country. In some places, they tried to get treatment, while in other places, they directly asked them to go back.

He had used targeted therapy and first and second-string chemotherapy. The effect ...... At least Shi Jian was still alive.

However, despite the huge cost, Shi Jian had suffered great pain and torture, and he had no choice but to take the last step of his life.

Su Yun stood behind Zheng Ren and shook her head after briefly looking through the patient's condition.

Zheng Ren inserted the latest scan into the film reader.

There were countless tumors in his chest and abdominal cavity. Gao Shaojie glanced at it and said with a frown,""Boss Zheng, there's no point in continuing to treat this patient, right?"

Meaningless? 'It should be,' Zheng Ren thought. He crossed his arms and looked at the X-ray without saying a word.

Gao Shaojie was stunned for a moment. Su Yun repeatedly advised boss Zheng not to make any mistakes at this time. Why did it feel like boss Zheng wanted to perform surgery on this patient who was in the late stage of cancer?

Can this be used for surgery? Gao Shaojie slowly stood up and looked at the X-ray carefully.

In fact, there was no need to look at it carefully. With a glance, he knew that there was no point in treating it. The patient had come to the end of his life. Perhaps in a month, a week, a day, or an hour later, he would die of multiple organ failure.

It was impossible for him to perform surgery, and even interventional chemotherapy was not necessary. The patient's heart might stop during the surgery.

"Boss Zheng, what do you think about this patient?" asked Gao Shaojie carefully.

He was really afraid that Zheng Ren would tap his finger on the X-ray on the MRI scanner and say things like 'take in the patient and prepare for the upcoming surgery'. Boss Zheng might even be able to directly tell the truth and show the benefits of the surgery.

Usually, the patient's family members could try to remove the tumor near the airway to relieve the pressure if they wanted to try. Or a tracheal stent. But no matter what, it was still a palliative surgery.

And in the current situation, Su Yun was right. They had to calm down and wait for the results of the Nobel Prize. They couldn't stir up any trouble.

"I can't do the surgery." Zheng Ren sighed and said.

Perhaps this was the first time that Gao Shaojie didn't feel regretful when he faced a patient who couldn't be operated on. Instead, he was happy that boss Zheng didn't get carried away by the victories and make the wrong judgment.

"Put it away if you can't do it." Without another word, Su Yun removed the film from the film reader and put it into the film bag without hesitation.