Chapter 1134 1135 It's Not Too Evil

Soon, the operation was over.

More than a dozen small thrombi were successfully removed, and angiography was performed again. There was no residual thrombus in the superior mesenteric vein of the patient, and the blood flow was smooth, and the operation was completed.

The whole operation was done neatly, as if this kind of operation should have been so simple.

The difficulty is only understood by the doctors watching the recording of the operation in the 912 Vascular Department classroom. And the higher the level, the greater the difficulty that can be experienced.

Mao Chi watched silently, even though the recording of the operation had ended, he was still watching the final angiography, speechless for a long time.

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Zheng Ren didn't go to send the patient, Mr. Wang took the nurse and took the patient to the ICU all the way. When the patient's family asked questions, Mr. Wang didn't know how to answer.

The patient's vital signs were stable and looked good. President Wang wanted to call Zheng Ren and ask him and the patient's family to explain the operation.

Is it Boss Zheng? Forget it, let's ask Su Tianci about that. Director Mao estimated that after watching the recording of the operation, he can always make a phone call now.

After hesitating for a while, President Wang did not choose to call, but left a message to President Su on WeChat to ask him how the operation was.

In a split second, the call came back.

The voice on that side reverberated a little, probably in the corridor.

"Mr. Wang, has Boss Zheng performed other operations in Haicheng?" Boss Su asked.

"Well... It seems that an interventional embolization operation for liver cancer will be performed tomorrow morning." President Wang said, "Then we will go to the provincial hospital. The two professors from the provincial hospital knew the news of Boss Zheng's return and came this morning. , I have to take Boss Zheng to go."

"Uh."

"Tianci, Boss Zheng's surgery is well done." President Wang asked: "Well, tell me about the surgery process, so that I can explain the condition to the patient's family."

"Okay? How dare you say such a thing!" The echo on the other side of the phone was a bit louder, "The operation was done... Let's put it this way, I feel..."

Speaking, the voice on that side was lowered a lot, as if covering the microphone with his hand.

"Director Mao's surgery, did it go well?"

"Of course it's fine." President Wang was stunned. Director Mao's surgery must be first-class in the country. It is not an exaggeration to say that there are only a handful in the vascular surgery community.

"I feel that Boss Zheng's surgery is one level better than the director's surgery."

"..."

"This is the best surgery I've ever seen. It's a good time. You've hurt me badly." Su Tianci complained, "I can't go back. Director Mao is still organizing and studying."

After the two talked for a while, President Wang completely forgot his purpose of looking for President Su. It wasn't until he hung up the phone that he remembered that he wanted to inquire about the procedure.

Forget it, let's ask Boss Zheng. The operation was done well, and when I met the young patient with P-J syndrome on 912, I had already kneeled. It's just kneeling twice more, what's there to be embarrassed about?

After leaving the ICU, the patient's family gathered around him.

Among them, the person who gave the red envelope to President Wang asked nervously: "Mr. Wang, a doctor just said that the operation was a success, no surgery was performed, but the thrombus inside was taken out."

Oh, it turns out that Boss Zheng has already explained everything. It's really worry-free, Mr. Wang thought.

"He also showed us the thrombus, Mr. Wang, is that true?" asked the patient's family.

"Definitely." President Wang said, "The operation went very smoothly. I have told you that Boss Zheng's level is quite high, otherwise he would not have been directly transferred to 912."

"Your operation was really good. I saw a blood clot, it was dark and looked like a worm." The patient's family members praised him, as if they had not heard Mr. Wang's words. Operation.

President Wang is also very helpless. Many people are like this, and they don't listen carefully to what they are saying. What is in their minds is what they are. It doesn't matter how many times you communicate.

"This, you have taken it." Wang Liang took out a deposit ticket from the pocket of the isolation suit and handed it to the patient's family, "You take this. You said that the operation was not done by me. Give me a red envelope, this is not Are you kidding?"

"..." The patient's family was silent, staring with big eyes.

"Hurry up." President Wang put the deposit ticket in the hands of the patient's family and said, "If the deposit ticket is missing, I can't be discharged from the hospital. I will go back and thank Boss Zheng. They came back from the imperial capital. They were eating and were hired to do it. Surgery is not easy."

"Imperial Capital?"

"Didn't I tell you all, don't look at how young Boss Zheng is, he is already a visiting professor in the world's number one hospital. None of the hospitals in the imperial capital ranks in the top ten, so you will understand. Bar."

After saying this, even Wang Liang was startled.

MD, under 30, is a visiting professor at the Mayo Clinic, is this such a myth? In history, there are not no such people, anyway, one hand can't count them.

But which one is not the famous power that can change the course of human history?

Newton is very far away, Qian Xuesen, Qian Lao, became a tenured professor of MIT at the age of 35. Uh... Thinking of this, Wang Liang let out a long sigh of relief. It turns out that Boss Zheng is not too evil, and Qian Lao is better than him...

When the thought came to this, Wang Liang burst into tears.

In my heart, is Boss Zheng already on the same level as Qian Chang? What are you thinking about.

However, there is no need to say these words to the family members of the patients, and they will not understand it. Wang Liang told the patient's family about the patient's condition and his prediction of the condition, reassuring them, and then hurried back to the operating room to change clothes.

Boss Zheng didn't know whether to leave or not. If he didn't, ask him for surgery and diagnosis.

Wang Liang is actually more interested in diagnosis, but he also knows that Boss Zheng is good at watching movies. Even if he learns imaging from scratch, he will not reach Boss Zheng's current level in ten or eight years.

Of course, this is just his own estimation.

If he really changed his career to learning video, in ten or eight years, he would find that he still couldn't even see a shadow.

However, Wang Liang always had an idea in his heart, chasing after Boss Zheng. Whether you can catch up or not, it is always good to have a goal.

It's just that he also knows that he seems to be getting further and further away from Boss Zheng, and the level difference has not been pulled in because of his own efforts.

Back in the emergency ward, Mr. Wang saw Zheng Renzheng chatting with his mobile phone.

"Boss Zheng, you can chat too."

"Uh, don't you use WeChat? The instant messaging tool is very easy to use. Now it's very convenient to scan the QR code to pay for things. President Wang, you can't be eliminated by the times." Zheng Ren said.

The two seemed to be talking about two things. President Wang was speechless and silent, not knowing what to say.