The Surgeon's Studio

Panda Novel

At 7:40 a.m., Zheng Ren was woken up by his colleagues who were at work.

Even though Department Chief Kong was not around, he still took over his shift as usual and then started the surgery.

Professor Zhao was hosting the work. The way he looked at Zheng Ren was very complicated. He did not provoke the young master. He should just do his own thing.

Seeing the TIPS surgery patient being pushed onto the stage, Professor Zhao sighed in his heart. He could be considered as a middle-aged man who was in his prime, but before he could covet the position of Department Director of the 912 Intervention Department, the young people below began to chase after him…

It was not that the young people were chasing after him, but they had left him so far behind that he could not even see his shadow. The person who should be chasing him was himself.

Professor Zhao was very unconvinced. He held his breath and wanted to take Zheng Ren head-on.

‘TIPS surgery? I can do it too!’ he thought silently in his heart.

Zheng Ren did not know what the others were thinking, and there was no need for him to know.

Wu Xiaomei and Zhou Jinxi had arrived early in the morning, but Zheng Ren told them to wait until the surgery was over. Private work was private work. They could do it whenever they were free, but the prerequisite was that they could not delay official business.

Although they were all treating patients and saving people, it was different.

There were only three patients who needed to undergo the second stage of the TIPS surgery. They went onstage, took out the recyclable stent, and left the stage. The surgery went smoothly.

If it was yesterday, Zheng Ren would have been a little more cautious.

However, after obtaining the [reconstruction] passive ability, Zheng Ren only needed to take a glance at the radiographic films, and a three-dimensional structure would appear in his mind.

How to take out the recyclable stent, what blood vessels to avoid, how to apply force at a certain difficult position, and what angle to look at, everything was clear at a glance.

This kind of passive ability was really very convenient.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was a little surprised, but then pretended that nothing had happened.

It was expected for the boss to have a smooth operation. If it did not go smoothly, then there would be a problem. This kind of way of thinking was the right way.

It was just that the operation was too smooth, and the professor was not used to it. It was fine. He would slowly get used to it.

After the third patient was done, the professor asked Little Oliver to send the patient back. He took off his lead jacket and asked, “Boss, do you have any instructions for tomorrow’s TIPS surgery?”

“No, I just need to do it normally,” Zheng Ren said. “When will the radiographic films come back?”

“In the afternoon.”

Zheng Ren hesitated for a moment and said, “Then I’ll have time to come and see the radiographic films tonight.”

“Okay,” the professor said. “Chief, six patients are not enough.”

“It’s okay. It will get better.” Zheng Ren did not have any ideas and could only perfunctorily answer the professor.

However, the professor did not hear the perfunctory intent in Zheng Ren’s words. He nodded happily. To the professor, what Zheng Ren said was right.

After changing his clothes, Zheng Ren came to the operating room. There was a form in front of Su Yun.

The form recorded the patient’s information. This was necessary for scientific research. Zheng Ren did not pay much attention to it. When it came to scientific research, Su Yun was indeed more suitable than him.

Since he was young, he had the heart to win a Nobel Prize. He had even learned the unpopular Swedish language. What could he not do?

Although he might only be the third author, Zheng Ren knew that Su Yun would definitely treat this opportunity as training and wait for his own opportunity.

Whether it was a heart transplant, Zheng Ren did not know. Perhaps there was a bigger project, but with Su Yun’s ability, it was really a matter of high probability.

“Boss.” Su Yun saw Zheng Ren walk in, but he did not stand up. He sat on the chair and shook the form, saying, “The amount of surgeries is not enough. We have to speed up.”

“I know.”

“Chang Yue asked twice. When are you going down?”

“Yes.” Zheng Ren nodded. “Su Yun, contact him. Let’s see…” The more Zheng Ren spoke, the more guilty he became. He really was not familiar with 912.

“I’ve already contacted him about the ultrasound. Chief Qi said that if you need to look for him, he will help you with the piercing.”

“Chief Qi?” Zheng Ren did not want to bring out such a god. In his imagination, it was enough to find a B-mode ultrasound machine that could be used for puncture and intraoperative freezing.

“Yesterday, you were not very sure that it was a cholesterol granuloma in the chest. Chief Qi studied the B-mode ultrasound image you made and was very curious about your judgment.” Su Yun exhaled, fluttering the black hair on his forehead. “Boss, this is the time to check your quality.”

“…” Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun. This guy wanted to compete with him no matter what. With this kind of personality, he was really competitive to a certain extent.

However, what Su Yun said was also true.

Was it good luck or bad luck? Zheng Ren could not say. But he was confident in his diagnosis. If Chief Qi wanted to see it, then they would do it together. It was not a big deal.

“Are you going?”

“No,” Su Yun answered straightforwardly. “I want to go home and sleep. I promised to sleep for three days and three nights. I was busy last night. I don’t want to die suddenly.”

Zheng Ren smiled and nodded. “Then help me contact Chief Qi. From there, you can go home directly. Have you finished the forms and records of the patients for tomorrow’s surgery?”

“I’ve prepared them long ago. This little bit of work is nothing to me.” Su Yun was stunned. He was about to say that he was a flawless assistant.

But when the words were about to come out of his mouth, he remembered the procedure where Zheng Ren was an assistant in the wee hours of the morning.

That was the true perfection.

Su Yun felt a little bored. He stood up, took the form, put it into a blue file box, and handed it to the professor.

“I’ll go with the chief to perform a small surgery. You can go down by yourself,” Su Yun said.

“Brother Yun, can’t the boss spend all his energy on the TIPS surgery?” The professor was very reluctant.

“Lil Fugui, how old are you?” Su Yun’s train of thought was very strange. He asked from a strange angle.

“48, half of the ground is buried,” said Professor Rudolf Wagner.

Su Yun looked at the professor in shock. His long golden hair hung down, and he looked very artistic. He was sure that the professor did not know what half of the ground meant, but Su Yun still smiled.

“Do you know everyone at Heidelberg University? The boss is only 29 this year, and he just got here. He doesn’t know anyone, and there are still few beds. If we don’t get people’s approval through various means, how can the scientific research project go on smoothly?”

Rudolf Wagner thought for a moment, and it was indeed so.

“Brother Yun, you’re right,” the professor said. “Then you guys go and do your work. I’m preparing to go for the surgery tomorrow. Boss, after the radiographic films are done, I’ll leave a message for you on WeChat.”

“Eh? Lil Fugui, when did you get WeChat?”

“The past few days. Oh right, Boss, I applied to add you as a friend, but you haven’t agreed yet.”

Zheng Ren did not know about this at all. He took out his phone and scrolled through it. He saw a WeChat account called [Golden Wheat Field].

“Is this you?”

“Yes, Boss. Hurry up and agree,” the professor said.