The Surgeon's Studio

“Well, I’m now interested in the Nobel Prize,” Zheng Ren said. “Do you have any difficulties in helping me contact the people of Otto Box?”

“Boss, not at all! If you have any difficulties, you have to contact them. If you don’t have any difficulties, you still have to contact them even if you need to make it a problem!” Professor Rudolf Wagner roared.

In the operating room, everyone looked at each other except for Zheng Ren and Su Yun.

What was the meaning of this?

Why did this young Doctor Zheng say it as if it were true?

“Boss, what do you want?” Professor Rudolf Wagner quickly calmed down but his voice was still trembling. “I’ll record it here.”

“Bebionic super-intelligent bionic hand, Michelangelo Intelligent bionic electromyogram hand, C-Leg intelligent bionic knee prosthesis, Genium intelligent bionic joint for mobility, 1C66 intelligent ankle carbon brazing toe board, 1B1 intelligent bionic footboard, and a 1C30 Carbon brazing footboard,” Zheng Ren thought deeply before blurting the words out.

“Alright, leave this matter to me. It’ll definitely work. I won’t cause any trouble for Zhang Fei.” The professor’s excitement and joy had already overflowed from the other side of the call.

Zheng Ren hung up the phone and handed it to Xie Ning. He said, “Uncle Ning, thank you.”

“Boss, you’re really scheming.” Su Yun sighed. When he thought of Dr. Mehar coming to China for surgery, he felt that Zheng Ren’s thoughts were too deep.

If it was not premeditated, then he was just too lucky.

Zheng Ren could not be bothered to guess what kind of messy things were in this guy’s mind. He smiled and said, “With the most advanced prosthesis, it should be no problem to keep the knee joint.”

“This…” Chief Guo really could not understand and stammered.

“Generally speaking, a bebionic super-intelligent bionic hand is similar to the C-Leg intelligent bionic knee joint prosthesis. Two years ago, the price was about 8,000 euros. If you buy it in bulk, it should be cheaper. I think that should be enough,” Zheng Ren said.

Su Yun turned his head and praised, “Boss, you’re the most narcissistic person I have ever met. Are you really sure that you’ll win the Nobel Prize this year? The money from the foreign charity fund is not given to you for free. Didn’t you hear what Lil Fugui said? There are still some trivial procedures.”

“I can guarantee that there will be no problems with the surgery. As for the rest, we’ll talk about it later. Besides, according to your dark speculation, didn’t Dr. Mehar ask me to perform surgery on him?” Zheng Ren said with a smile. There was a hint of relaxation and joy in his smile.

“Chief Zheng, I know about the nomination for the Nobel Prize but are you really so sure?” Mu Tao stuttered and asked.

Generally speaking, the period of the Nobel Prize was 10 to 20 years. In other words, it was considered fast if one could get the nomination within 10 years.

Not to mention, how many years had Tu Youyou and invest in the artemisinin project? And how long did they take to get the prize? From when they got the Nobel Prize to the time they produced it, there was a gap of 33 years!

But why did Chief Zheng Ren say it like it was as easy as taking something out from a bag?

“Oh, the amount of surgery should be guaranteed. The rest depends on fate. If it really doesn’t work then we’ll think of another way. A living person can’t be suffocated to death by urine, right?” Zheng Ren said with a smile.

Xie Ning nodded and said, “As long as it can be solved with money, it’s a small matter.”

Su Yun looked at Xie Ning thoughtfully. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally said to Zheng Ren, “Boss, I’m afraid that you’ll be sleepy so I’ll remind you again. Don’t tell me that you believe the professor’s words that all charitable donations can be spent freely?”

“Oh?” Zheng Ren wanted to prepare for the next surgery but when he heard Su Yun’s words, he stopped. He turned around and looked at Su Yun as if he was looking at an idiot.

Very few people looked at him like that. Su Yun was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and his hair stood on end.

“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine.” Zheng Ren smiled. He was so gentle that there was no hint of malice. “It’s been sixty to seventy years since the last time a new technique has won the Nobel Prize.”

Su Yun’s eyes narrowed.

Zheng Ren was talking about another matter but when the two things were put together, it was more interesting.

“What you mean is that all the patients for TIPS surgery sign a donation agreement so that the money is used for the experimental expenditures…”

“Yes, that’s right. It’s not an experimental surgery, but a surgery that has already taken shape. It can be promoted in clinics immediately. There are also some small technical methods involved. I’ll leave them to you.” Zheng Ren yawned loudly as he staggered into the operating theater.

“Chief Guo, can you win on this side?” Su Yun glanced at Chief Guo of the Orthopedics Department and asked.

Chief Guo and Chief Sun were confused.

This was Pengxi Village which was next to Chengdu where the outpost and transit station was located. Why did they hear the mention of the Nobel Prize? There was also a charity donation, with the first donation worth hundreds of millions of yuan?

He was a little absent-minded.

Su Yun was not in the mood to explain to Chief Guo and the others.

Su Yun could feel the change in Zheng Ren’s attitude.

In the past, he had always criticized Zheng Ren for not being interested in the Nobel Prize. He was too pretentious. But today, when this guy came out of the operating theater, he said that he was interested in the Nobel Prize.

This guy… He was so damn practical.

How should he describe him?

“Doctor Su, are you guys trying to win the Nobel Prize?” Chief Guo asked shakily.

“Yes, I’ve been nominated. We’re considered candidates,” Su Yun said faintly.

In the past, he had simulated his life countless times. Such scenes had long appeared in his mind and he would always feel very excited.

However, when he said it at this moment, he felt that it was meaningless to hear it.

There was no pride in it. It could not be compared to what Chief Jiang had said when he had just arrived and told him that they were the doctors of the Imperial Capital Hospital and that they had carried the injured down from the front.

The words that they had braved the frontlines made Su Yun feel indescribable pride and joy.

This was a brand-new experience that he could not get even when he had dreamed of winning the Nobel Prize ever since he was young.

He had never thought that there would be one thing more important than winning the Nobel Prize. However, Su Yun now knew.

There were indeed many things in life that were more important than winning the Nobel Prize.

“Amazing!” Chief Guo praised although he still refused to believe it.

“That’s it.” Su Yun said this and finally understood where Zheng Ren’s indifferent words which could choke people to death came from.

“If you don’t have any desires, you’ll be tough.” That was probably what he meant.

“There aren’t enough skin flaps. When you grind the tibia and fibula, you have to be careful,” Su Yun said.

“Don’t worry. As long as the prosthesis isn’t a problem, it can still be done. However, a 5cm stump is the limit. No matter how little it is, no one will be able to complete it,” Chief Guo said as he nodded.

Su Yun knew that this was the truth but when he heard that no one would be able to complete it, he really wanted to ask Zheng Ren.

The meeting ended and they reached a consensus with the orthopedics department.

Su Yun carried the three printed radiographic films and went with Chief Guo from the Orthopedics Department to the operating theater.

Xie Ning looked meaningfully through the lead-lined glass at Zheng Ren who was preparing for the surgery. He was silent for a long time.

Chief Jiang was also quite emotional. When Mu Tao came, he thought that Professor Mu was a demon. He did not expect that the two PLA military doctors who came from the frontline were actually candidates for the Nobel Prize.

Damn it, an earthquake blew up the entire country’s demon into his territory?