The Surgeon's Studio

Panda Novel

Zou Jiahua obviously had some knowledge of Zheng Ren’s diagnosis of the ion channel disease. It could even be said to be research.

This was very normal. After all, it was a matter of life and death. For Zou Jiahua, whether or not he could avoid another sudden cardiac arrest was the most important thing.

Moreover, the most maddening thing about this ‘disease’ was that there was no definite diagnosis.

He asked Zheng Ren in detail about various ways to solve it, and Zheng Ren answered them one by one. Zou Jiahua fell silent after that, as if he was calculating the pros and cons of this, and he did not make a decision directly.

The Black Lincoln returned to the entrance of the 912 Inpatient Department very smoothly, and Zou Jiahua said that he would think about it again. Zheng Ren did not say anything more. He just said his goodbyes calmly and got off the car with Su Yun.

Looking at the black car leaving like a ghost, Zheng Ren felt that the experience this time was quite bad.

“Boss, do you want to treat him or not?” Su Yun asked.

“I want to give it a try, but after all, the diagnosis is not clear. I have some hesitation in my heart.” Zheng Ren told the truth and did not hide the conflict in his heart.

“The initiative was given to him just like that?” Su Yun was quite dissatisfied with Zheng Ren’s answer.

“Is he not a patient? Whether he wants to do the surgery or not depends on his own judgment,” Zheng Ren said. “I don’t want to think about it anymore. Let’s go back.”

Su Yun saw that Zheng Ren was in high spirits, so he asked in a low voice, “Shall we go to the Department of Genitourinary Surgery to take a look?”

Zheng Ren thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

It would probably be more difficult on Chief Miao’s side. Let’s go take a look. If there’s anything we can do to help, it would be good to give him a hand.

The two of them arrived at the floor of the Genitourinary Surgery Department. As soon as they got out of the elevator, they saw that there were more people here than usual.

It was probably people who were watching the show. Zheng Ren had an ominous premonition in his heart.

If the patient’s family was really like what Lao He had described and had resigned themselves to their fate, they should have already taken the body away by now.

With so many people watching the show, there would definitely be a lot of trouble.

Zheng Ren did not have time to change out of his white clothes. He put on his casual clothes to see what was going on. He walked straight through the crowd and into the ward.

The more people walked, the more crowded the place became. They were whispering to each other.

The suppressed sobs could be vaguely heard. Zheng Ren’s sharp senses caught them in the noisy crowd.

There was no cursing or making a scene. It was just crying.

Zheng Ren was slightly relieved. He stood at the entrance of the ward and looked inside.

A man in his fifties was kneeling at the door of Chief Miao’s office. In front of him was something covered with a white bedsheet. He did not speak, and was only crying.

There were many people in the middle. Zheng Ren only saw a certain frame, and then that figure was blocked by the family members of the patients who were watching the show.

President Yu and a few other doctors seemed to be trying to persuade him, but judging from the situation, it seemed to be useless.

“We really should kill all the doctors,” a young man standing next to Zheng Ren said without hiding his anger.

The other people around the young man saw that Zheng Ren was wearing white clothes, but they did not say anything.

Zheng Ren knew that he must have said it on purpose.

This kind of thing was simply too common. They were already used to it. It was better in real life. They had seen more ruthless words on the Internet than this.

He was a little depressed, but he did not say anything to the young man. He turned around and left.

Su Yun still wanted to squeeze forward to see what was going on, but when he saw Zheng Ren turn around and walk out, he hesitated for a moment and followed him out.

“Boss, aren’t you going to take a look?” Su Yun asked.

“It’s meaningless.” Zheng Ren was in a low mood. The young man’s provocative words kept ringing in his ears, like a sharp sword that could pierce him at any time.

This was normal, Zheng Ren told himself. The doctor-patient relationship had already reached a critical point, so what else could he do?

“Are you being artistic now?” Su Yun saw that Zheng Ren was not in a good mood, so he ridiculed him. “You’re so sentimental. Look at that sissy attitude of yours.”

“No.” Zheng Ren shook his head and squeezed out a smile. He said, “Did Mayo reply?”

“Yes.” Su Yun glanced at his phone and said, “They said to discuss it. If the situation permits, they’ll fly over directly. But they said that if you can go, it’s better to go to Mayo.”

Zheng Ren nodded.

“Boss, I think this illness is better to treat. If you are confident, we should go to Mayo for surgery,” Su Yun said. “What do you think?”

Zheng Ren knew what Su Yun meant.

The patient was Indian. To the Mayo Clinic, it was slightly different from his simulation mannequin in the System space, but there was not much difference.

If the surgery was performed in Mayo, there would be relevant legal documents. If the surgery failed, it would be a failure. It would not be a big problem, and there would be no worries.

However, if he came to China to perform the surgery, there would be a lot of trouble. First of all, was this surgery considered a genitourinary surgery or a general surgery or a neurological surgery? Did he have a relevant medical certificate?

If the surgery failed, would there be any external disputes? If there were, it would be a headache.

Although these things were not big issues, they still needed to be considered.

As for the patients…

Why were the drug stores of the major pharmaceutical companies in the world open to India? Why did they not strongly prohibit India from developing generic drugs? Why did they semi-open their databases to them?

There was nothing else. It was because India provided the experimental population for phase I to phase III clinical trials in humans.

The major pharmaceutical companies like Roche and Pfizer spent an unknown amount of money on research and development. They had a project in hand. If they were unlucky and all of them failed, then even such a giant would face the risk of bankruptcy.

For example, the project of treating hypertension with radiofrequency ablation of the kidney faced failure. However, this project was relatively small, so it could not hurt the muscles and bones.

Zheng Ren thought for a moment and said, “Then contact Mayo. If there are no problems with the law, we can fly there to perform the surgery. By the way, do we need the permission of the hospital’s Medical Administration Division? Can you help me ask them?”

“The hospital will definitely need the Medical Administration Division to know, but I think it won’t be a big problem. For the surgery fees, I can make the decision on my own, I think?” Su Yun revealed a ghost-like smile.

Zheng Ren waved his hand, indicating that it did not matter.

He had spent so many experience points. Even if he was given hundreds of thousands of dollars, he would not be able to make up for it. This was an unequal exchange. If he could complete the System mission, it would be fine, but if he could not, he would be at a complete loss.

Su Yun held his phone. His fingers danced in the air, leaving afterimages behind as he sent an email in less than a minute.

…

In the Black Lincoln, Zou Jiahua leaned back in his chair tiredly. Countless thoughts swirled in his mind.

This decision was more difficult to make than a ten-billion-dollar acquisition.

Even if the investment and acquisition failed, there was still a possibility of a comeback. However, if the surgery failed and he died, what would he do?

If it was a normal surgery, he would have done it. The probability of such a small thing could be reduced by better equipment, better doctors, better technology, and better drugs until it was negligible.

However, his illness… even the Mayo Clinic could not give a diagnosis.

That was the number one hospital in the world in terms of cardiology!

Zou Jiahua felt very tired. His heart was tired. He was very tired.

He wanted to sleep for a while. He wanted to sleep peacefully for a while. Even if it cost him 10,000 dollars a minute, it did not matter.

Unfortunately, this was just an extravagant hope.

“Is there any news from Nanyang?” Zou Jiahua asked.