The Surgeon's Studio

In the system space, Zheng Ren's mental power recovered very quickly. He had not used up much of his mental power at first. In less than half an hour, his mental power was fully replenished.

The upper limit was so high that Zheng Ren did not have any good ideas.

He looked at the remaining spiritual force potion and recalled the process of using the eye of truth. He secretly wondered if drinking a bottle of it would be useful when his spiritual force was depleting.

It should be useful!

Zheng Ren sat quietly by the pond and looked at the little white Fox's sour face with a bitter expression. It was really vexing. Ever since he had the big pig trotter, he rarely felt so helpless.

A few hours passed in the blink of an eye. Zheng Ren received a call when he got off the plane.

Su Yun did not grumble. She only told Zheng Ren that he had already picked up Roche and Christian, and that he did not need to worry. Johannes Mandy had personally come to pick up Zheng Ren from Botha hospital, so he should be able to reach Botha soon.

He got off the plane and went straight to his private helicopter.

In the loud explosion, Zheng Ren and Johannes Mandy discussed little stone's condition with the two experts beside them.

In these 10 hours, little stone's condition did not continue to worsen. However, even after ten hours of using a phlegm-absorbing device to suck out at least 1100 ml of water-based liquid, the situation did not improve at all.

The diagnostic expert invited by Botha hospital performed a tracheostomy tube examination, which showed that little stone's remote airway was filled with clear water-like secretions. The count, cultivation, and cellular examination of the tracheostomy secretion were all negative.

Even though he was given antibiotics, fluid replacement, and prone position, the oxygen saturation level did not improve.

It did not worsen, but there were no signs of improvement. Most importantly, this state was a critical state in itself. Zheng Ren was sure that little stone would not be able to last long.

Even if he was really a rock, he would soon be crushed into fine powder.

After Zheng Ren found out about the latest development of the disease, he did not try to discuss it with Johannes Mandy. At this time, he had placed all his hopes on big pig trotter.

The system interface, which had never made any mistakes, would not make a mistake at such a critical moment.

The heaven and earth were not benevolent and treated all living things as stray dogs, and Zheng Ren could not do it.

To Zheng Ren, Little Rock was a patient, a friend, and a comrade who stood in the same trench and fought side by side.

However, to the big pig trotter, whether it was little stone or Zheng Ren, they were both considered dogs.

Zheng Ren was well aware of this, so he sometimes criticized the little white fox in his heart.

After arriving at the hospital, Zheng Ren took the electric bike to the familiar room and pushed the door open. The familiar sound of a ventilator came. Little stone was in a calm state. He seemed to have lost weight again after not seeing him for half a month.

Wen xiaonuan sat by the bed, holding onto little stone's hand. She seemed to know that little stone couldn't hold on any longer, and her gaze was a little dull and blank.

Her final hope and miracle still did not appear. Wen xiaonuan had suffered blow after blow, and it seemed like she could no longer take it. Even if someone came in, she didn't have the thought of looking up.

Meanwhile, Little Rock's system panel was crimson red, as if it was about to bleed. There were spots of white in the middle, and the blood had already been drained.

Seeing the red color, Zheng Ren was relieved. Even if there were specks of white in the red, it was a hundred times better than the system's diagnosis.

On the other hand, the diagnosis on little stone's system panel was quite strange. It was a case of lung lung cancer and bronchilogues mucus overflow.

Mucus? What the hell was this!

Zheng Ren looked at little stone in a daze, his mind searching for relevant medical information.

Little Rock had characteristics such as coughing a large amount of thin, slurry phlegm, shortness of breath, and difficulty breathing. Before that, Zheng Ren temporarily considered the possibility of it being finer bronchilobular cancer.

Brontriolobusty pulmonary bugle cancer was a rare primary malignant tumor of the lung. Its occurrence rate was about 2% to 21% of lung cancer. Because the clinical manifestation was not typical, the cause was unclear, and because it was similar to pneumonia, it was easy to be misdiagnosed. The literature reported that the error rate of fine bronchophobia cancer was> 60%, and the average misdiagnosis time was 5.8 months.

The diagnosis of mucus overflow meant that under the stimulation of Botha's medicine, the surrounding blood and other tumors had been contained. However, the lung tumor, which had not been a particularly serious problem, suddenly changed, causing the trachea to overflow with mucus.

Zheng Ren frowned.

He did not know anything about the treatment for pulmonary lung cancer, and there were no relevant reports about it.

Looking at little stone, Zheng Ren silently held his cold little hand, then entered the system space without hesitation.

Without looking at the little white Fox's face, Zheng Ren took the energy serum and started to choose the eye of truth.

Although it was only a case of pulmonary lung cancer, Zheng Ren felt dizzy the moment he clicked on it. Countless images flashed before his eyes.

The research on slime overflow had found countless treatments.

Zheng Ren didn't put all his attention on the eye of truth, because from the rate at which his energy points decreased at the beginning, he knew that 1345 points of energy was definitely not enough to last until the eye of truth was done.

He split his attention and looked at the energy bar.

When his energy value was still 500 points away, Zheng Ren no longer cared about the medicinal ingredients of the energy serum. He drank half a bottle of it without hesitation.

The recovery speed of his energy points was about the same as the consumption speed. Zheng Ren finally received some good news.

The eye of truth allowed him to see far more things than left and bottom of the stomach, and even more information than the treatment of renal hypertension by radio frequency meltdown.

Zheng Ren chugged down bottle after bottle of energy serums and laughed at himself.

He didn't dare to drink it normally for fear of side effects. During the earthquake relief, he had to stand for several days and nights during the surgery, but he only took a sip when he couldn't take it anymore. But now, he was pouring it in without a care.

Once things started, there was no need to be reserved. Now, Zheng Ren was only worried that he did not have enough energy serums ...

The bronchi associated with lung lung cancer oozed with mucus, and the possibility and branches that were as dense as a spider web flashed before Zheng Ren's eyes.

After Zheng Ren drank the last bottle of energy serum, he had no time to think about other things. He only focused on studying the possibilities of each treatment.

As his energy continued to deplete, Zheng Ren finally fell into an awkward state. She was so dizzy that she could barely see the scene in front of her.

As his energy dropped below 100 points, a sharp alarm rang throughout the entire system space.

The first time he used the eye of truth, Zheng Ren did not remember any alarm. Could it be that the feeling of dizziness was not the end?

Zheng Ren's entire body was weak, and he directly lay on the ground beside the pond. He tried his best to remember the treatment for bronchilosis related to lung lung lung cancer, and his previous hesitation and helplessness disappeared like smoke.

Until he completely passed out.