The Surgeon’s Studio

So that was how it was. Zheng Ren finally completely relaxed.

This surgery was extremely strange. Zheng Ren had to pay a huge price before it could be considered as the initial solution to the problem. But as long as the problem was solved, no matter how high the price was, it would not be a waste.

He continued to perform the kidney surgery on the other side. This time, Zheng Ren had experience and was very fast.

The surgery ended in one hour and twenty-two minutes.

Looking back, Zheng Ren knew that he had wasted a lot of time. However, if he did not make a mistake, no one would be able to succeed in one try.

Fortunately, there was an experimental subject that could provide him with the opportunity to make a mistake. Zheng Ren felt a little fortunate in his heart for the simulation mannequin. This was already the nth time that Zheng Ren felt fortunate. However, whenever he was faced with the situation where one experimental subject after another died in the operating theater of the System, Zheng Ren would have this kind of feeling.

He performed two more surgeries, and all of them were successful. He was sure that it was not a fluke.

Zheng Ren knew that he had finally found the most crucial point and made a confirmation.

Now, this surgery could be successfully completed. As for why the radiofrequency ablation surgery would trigger the fusion of the renal artery and the renal sympathetic nerve, this matter was left to the Mayo Medical Center to manage.

After exiting the System space, Zheng Ren lay quietly on the bed.

The room was dark and there was no light at all. He opened his eyes and recalled the scene of the surgery just now. He felt a lot of emotions in his heart.

These were all useless emotions. He could only waste time with them. Zheng Ren knew this. He knew that, even in the face of the death of his experimental subject, Zheng Ren still had to calm his heart.

After a long time, he slowly picked up his phone.

Midnight… 12 minutes past midnight.

It turned out that a new day had begun.

Zheng Ren opened WeChat and there were dozens of messages in the group. Su Yun had sent a bunch of pictures from Comic Con before he went to sleep. Chu Yanran and Chu Yanzhi expressed their interest.

There were no other messages. Zheng Ren flipped through a few pages and opened QQ on his phone.

It had become a habit to watch the little boy talk.

There was still no update, which made Zheng Ren a little anxious. Although he knew that his illness was incurable, the tumor would continue to spread at this time.

But Zheng Ren still had a glimmer of hope.

He thought that the little boy was addicted to games and finally became a master of the next generation of E-sports, not tortured by his illness.

Zheng Ren stared at his phone in a daze. The light and shadow on the screen were a little dazzling.

A few minutes later, he turned off his phone and fell into a deep sleep.

…

The next day, at the 912, Zheng Ren checked all the wards before he handed in his shift.

Today’s task was to perform the second-stage surgery, which had already been arranged. After this batch of patients were discharged from the hospital after the surgery, the next batch of patients would be directly admitted.

This was the daily routine of the doctors of the high-class three Grade-A hospital.

Zheng Ren had just come out from the ward rounds of the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery when he received a call from Chief Kong.

“Good morning, Chief Kong,” Zheng Ren greeted him.

“Oh, okay. I’ll go right away.”

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Chief Kong asked him to go to his office, but he did not say what he needed to do.

It was almost the end of the shift. Zheng Ren rushed back to the Department of Interventional Medicine and came to the door of Chief Kong’s office. He gently knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

Zheng Ren pushed the door open and went in.

Chief Kong sat on the chair and waved his hand.

“Chief Kong, What’s the matter?” Zheng Ren asked.

“A few patients contacted me through other people. They are all patients with Gaucher disease and a huge spleen,” Chief Kong said.

“So fast,” Zheng Ren thought.

“It’s not that the patients got the information quickly, but that Xinglin Garden sent an email to doctors who have contacted all over the country to find patients with Gaucher disease and prepared to do a live broadcast.” Chief Kong smiled slightly as he said, “As for me, I’m just informing you out of respect for my old comrades.”

Zheng Ren scratched his head. Was that so?

“That’s one thing. Also, an acquaintance of St. Paul’s Hospital in Xiangjiang came to me with a message saying that a rich man surnamed Zou wants to come to you for surgery.” Chief Kong became serious this time. He crossed his fingers and leaned on the table, he looked at Zheng Ren.

“Oh, it’s like this.” Zheng Ren recounted his experience in Shenzhen City.

Chief Kong became more and more curious.

The legendary voodoo poison? This kind of thing was rarely seen in the Imperial Capital. No wonder Chief Kong was curious.

“It’s all just rumors. I’m thinking that it’s a hereditary heart ion channel disease in my family. I can do a diagnostic treatment.” Zheng Ren smiled.

“Be careful,” Chief Kong reminded him.

The young man in front of him was like a wild horse, galloping recklessly. Even under his nose, he could not be controlled at all.

Chief Kong did not want to control Zheng Ren, but he was worried that he was too distracted, which would cause the patient’s diagnosis to be not clear, so he hurriedly performed the surgery.

If there were any mistakes after the surgery, he would need more energy to make up for it. This was a negative feedback. Many young doctors looked like they had a bright future, but because of a single mistake, they would be destroyed.

He did not want Zheng Ren to follow the same path as others.

However, Zheng Ren did not follow the same path as others. Whether it was the Nobel Prize, or the wealthy people of Hong Kong, even Chief Kong was unfamiliar with them.

If the tycoons in Hong Kong wanted to see a doctor, they would first choose a few hospitals in Hong Kong. If they could not solve the problem, they would rarely come to the mainland. They would fly directly to Mayo or Montreal.

And now, there was actually someone rushing to find him to pass the message to Zheng Ren. This kind of thing was relatively new to Chief Kong.

“Yes.” Zheng Ren nodded very seriously.

“Let’s go and hand over the shift. You must be careful about the live broadcast surgery at Xinglin Garden. No matter how skilled your surgery skill is, as long as it involves live broadcasting, you can’t be too careful,” Chief Kong repeatedly reminded him.

Zheng Ren was a little touched.

These were words that came from the bottom of his heart. Other people were eager for something to happen to him, just like Zhao Yunlong. Only Chief Kong, who regarded himself as his nephew, would be so direct and long-winded.

“Chief Kong, don’t worry. I will definitely be very careful.” Zheng Ren nodded.

Chief Kong did not say anything else. The two of them left the director’s office and went to hand in their shifts and ward rounds. On a new day, there was a new surgery. The morning was the most stressful.

After handing in their shifts, Little Oliver sent the patient off. Zheng Ren, Su Yun, and the Professor went on stage together.

The second stage of the surgery was not difficult for Zheng Ren at all. The professor had also completely grasped the key points of the second stage of the TIPS surgery. For today’s surgery, Zheng Ren would be the assistant, and Professor Rudolf Wagner would be the surgeon.

Actually, there was no need for this because, when the earthquake disaster relief was being carried out, the professor had already performed a batch of patients on September 12. The surgery was very beautiful, and the patients were very stable. Their recovery was excellent.

However, Zheng Ren still sought stability. After all, he always needed to be very confident before he could proceed to the next step.

He still had to go to Shenzhen City for the second stage of the surgery. Zheng Ren thought that if he did not have the time, he could ask the Professor to go.

As expected, the Professor performed the surgery very well. There were no mistakes at all. A few surgeries were completed.

‘Looks like I can let the Professor go to Shenzhen City without worry,’ Zheng Ren thought to himself.