The Surgeon’s Studio

The patient was already on the operating table, and Zheng Ren did not continue to care about the patient.

Zheng Ren felt that he was capable of performing open-head surgery, but his completion rate was much lower than that of cardiothoracic surgery, general surgery, and interventional surgery.

Even though Zheng Ren had already performed an intracranial surgery on an M4-Tier blood vessel, and in a sense, it would not be a problem for him to lead a group in the neurosurgery department, he was not interested in it at all.

After looking at Little Rock’s medical record, Zheng Ren entered the system space and clicked to purchase surgical training.

The system’s operating theater was set up, and it began to practice little stone’s surgery. He had done it once or twice in the past, but the surgery was too difficult, and he had not tried again after failing.

Moreover, it was dark in front of him, so he couldn’t perform the surgery just for the sake of it. If there were not enough benefits, Zheng Ren felt that there was no need to let little stone suffer more pain from the surgery.

However, after chatting with little stone, the child was filled with an optimistic and fearless spirit. He really wanted to continue living.

Even if there was a 1% chance that Little Rock could live a little longer, it would not be a waste of time. Zheng Ren wanted to give it a try.

The surgery training ended in failure once again, but Zheng Ren still found a slight improvement.

With the bonus from the title [scholar], his peak-level surgical skill was pushed a big step forward.

Even if it failed, the surgery seemed to have improved, and there was even some hope.

The failure was in the removal of the fourth cervical spine.

Zheng Ren did not know whether the system considered cervical spine surgery to be neurosurgery or orthopedic surgery. He knew that if he wanted to successfully complete the surgery for the fourth cervical spine, he would have to be promoted to the peak level.

Now, he only had one pinnacle skill book.

This skill book was given by the Nobel Prize quest, and it was the final reward of a large-scale continuous quest. It was impossible for big pig’s trotter to give him a similar skill book in a short time.

After thinking about it, Zheng Ren did not have any good ideas.

In fact, he guessed that whether it was the neurosurgery department or the orthopedics department, as long as they were at the peak, they would have no problem taking this surgery.

However, it was still safer to think about it carefully.

“Boss, little stone, are you only preparing to get an Airway Stent or do you want to do a major surgery?” Su Yun saw Zheng Ren lift his head and asked.

“I’ll think about it. ” Zheng Ren said.

“A few clubs invited you to give a speech, but I turned them down.” Su Yun chuckled.

Zheng Ren nodded. The letters in the mailbox were all from unfamiliar people. Over the past few days, some people had come to see him through the hospital and Department Director Kong, but they all refused with the excuse of being sick.

‘It seems that it’s not a big deal to fall sick after winning an award. At least I have a legitimate reason to refuse to attend all kinds of boring meetings,’ Zheng Ren thought to himself.

It could even be considered a blessing in disguise.

As Zheng Ren thought about little stone’s surgery plan, he went through repeated design and deduction.

Su Yun, have you printed the 3D model of Little Rock?”

“What you want is one with blood circulation. The simulated blood will only arrive a little later today. I’ve contacted the technical staff, and they’ll probably be able to perform surgery training tomorrow.” Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren and knew that he still wanted to have a major operation.

However, the success rate of the surgery … Was really hard to say.

However, Su Yun didn’t stop him this time. He had already won the Nobel Prize. After seeing little stone and his mother, Su Yun also felt that the possibility of something going wrong wasn’t high.

Even if the operation failed and little stone died on the operating table, he would only die one or two weeks earlier. At most, he would die one or two months earlier. It would save him from suffering.

The 3D printed mannequins that the students were training with had no blood flow. The price of real blood was extremely expensive, and Zheng Ren was the only one in the medical team who could enjoy such treatment.

Moreover, this kind of thing had to be thrown away after being used once, and there was no possibility of reuse.

He sat in cui Lao’s room in the emergency department until it was time to get off work before he went home for dinner. Zheng Ren cast all his thoughts aside and enjoyed the fun of family life.

It was said that home was a warm Harbor, and Zheng Ren was starting to understand this. Especially when he was sick, holding her hand would make his heart feel less empty and uncomfortable.

Life was a habit, bit by bit, accumulated over time, until the end of time.

The next day, the days repeated like a copy and paste, without any new ideas.

Even though he had won the Nobel Prize, he still had to do the TIPS surgery. For the TIPS surgery, the Nobel Prize was not the end but the starting point.

Looking at Lin Yuan, who was gradually growing up, and Gao Shaojie, who had broken through his previous bottlenecks, Zheng Ren was somewhat gratified.

After the surgery, Su Yun went to supervise the production of the 3D model. Xie Yiren and Chang Yue had an appointment for a skin care session at noon, so Zheng Ren had to go to the cafeteria to eat alone.

Eating was a very troublesome thing for Zheng Ren, and he couldn’t enjoy it at all. However, if he did not want to have low blood sugar, he still had to eat.

As he strolled past the patient’s dining hall, Zheng Ren saw little stone sitting alone on a chair, trying his best to eat.

He obviously didn’t have much of an appetite either. Every mouthful of rice tasted like medicine with a bitter taste. It was unpalatable, but he had to eat it.

Zheng Ren could understand this feeling too well. He pitied little stone and himself.

He did not go to the doctor’s restaurant to eat. Instead, he went to the other side to get a mouthful of rice and sat opposite little stone.

“Brother.” Seeing Zheng Ren sit down, little stone tried his best to smile.

Zheng Ren nodded and did not say anything.

Little stone looked at the food in front of him. He was a little worried, but he still ate it. The food at the 912 cafeteria wasn’t bad, it was just above average. The taste … Was just so-so, it was edible.

The two of them didn’t communicate much. They were silent as they faced the food in front of them and tried hard to swallow it.

Zheng Ren didn’t ask why Wen xiaonuan didn’t come, and little stone didn’t ask about the surgery. In silence, the two of them were fighting with the food on their plates.

The food was reduced little by little as the two of them worked hard.

The swelling on little stone’s neck made it difficult for him to lower his head, especially when he was swallowing. He had to use a lot of force. The swelling not only suppressed the Qi path, but even the esophagus was affected.

Even eating required a lot of hard work. This kind of life was indeed very hard.

Zheng Ren was so focused on eating that he did not seem to notice Little Rock’s determined and persistent expression and his strong will to store some energy for his body.

“I’m full!” Little stone put down his chopsticks and said in relief.

“I’m also full. ” Zheng Ren put the last grain of rice on the plate into his mouth and was about to put the plate back in the staff cafeteria.

When he passed by little stone, he touched little stone’s head, which did not have much hair.

It was like touching a hard stone, only slightly warm.