Chapter 1022 The Failure of Retrograde Deduction Surgery (Leader Yi_Ming Jiageng 5)

After reading the medical records, Zheng Ren saw that it was not time for work, so he started the physical examination.

The patient's condition is quite special, and there is no abnormality on the body surface, and it can be checked in a few times. The work of the Mayo Clinic is still the same, and there is no discrepancy between the content of the physical examination and the records in the medical records.

Next, Jung In is boring.

Sitting in an office surrounded by transparent glass, staring blankly at the patient, Zheng Ren knew that he had to wait for other people to start working before completing a bunch of procedures before performing the surgery.

It was a waste of time. I thought that if I knew there was a charter flight, I would arrange to fly here at night, just in time for working here, maybe it would be better.

Professor Danilo Acosta was very tired and sleepy after not sleeping all night.

This nasty Chinese doctor didn't even go to rest, so he couldn't rest either. He gave Zheng Ren a vicious look. If eyes could kill, Zheng Ren would probably need emergency treatment.

"Is Professor Dale here?" A voice came, echoing in the quiet laboratory.

"It's only what time, how could it be possible." Professor Danilo Acosta, who was already falling asleep, was awakened by this voice, and angrily suppressed his voice and shouted.

After all, this is a ward, so it is impossible to make noise.

"I've given him information, and he said he'll be there in ten minutes." A middle-aged doctor walked in with a tired face, facing the angry Danilo, without fear, he said casually.

"He said ten minutes, and it's possible to listen to it at the next level." Danilo complained, "Damn it, you interrupted my sweet dreams."

"Why are you here?" The middle-aged doctor asked in surprise, "Could something be wrong with your patient?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the people in the room, and then froze.

"You...you..." The middle-aged doctor pointed at Zheng Ren and stammered.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren originally sat quietly with his eyes on his nose, his nose on his mouth, and his mouth on his heart. In fact, he went to the system library to read and heard the noise outside, so he came out to check the situation.

This person... Do you know him? Zheng Ren was in a daze.

Foreigners, I know relatively few. The first one is Fuguier, and the rest are experts and professors who recently went to 912 to learn TIPS surgery.

The person in front of him looked very strange, Zheng Ren was puzzled.

He glanced at Su Yun inadvertently, wanting to get some hints, but Su Yun looked at the phone quietly, motionless.

"You are the inventor of the Zheng-Rudolf technique?!" The middle-aged doctor jumped up desperately and shouted in surprise.

"Shut up, this is a ward!" Professor Danilo Acosta said angrily.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I... what did I see, it turned out to be doctor Zheng!" The middle-aged doctor rubbed his hands excitedly, and went straight to Zheng Ren. Danilo was standing between him and Zheng Ren, and he ignored him, and bumped Professor Danilo Acosta's body with his shoulder.

It really looks like a tank, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

"Hello, hello, I'm the doctor here, you can just call me Jack." The middle-aged doctor stretched out his hand excitedly.

As soon as Zheng Ren heard the name of the surgery, he knew that it might have something to do with the TIPS surgery, so he stretched out his hand calmly and shook Dr. Jack.

"Doctor Zheng, why did you appear here? Oh my God, I thought I hadn't slept for 31 hours, and I was hallucinating." Jack held Zheng Ren's hand firmly, refusing to let go no matter what.

"I'm here for surgery." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"Impossible!" Jack made an exaggerated expression, and said, "This group is engaged in research on nephrogenic hypertension with no future. You are an interventional doctor, why come here to perform surgery!"

Danilo said angrily: "What is no future!"

"It was originally, please forgive my directness. The research conducted here will not be successful even on the day when the world ends. Oh, I'm sorry doctor Zheng, I'm so excited." Jack remembered what he was going to do, pulled Follow Zheng Ren and leave.

"What?" Zheng Ren exerted a slight force on his arm, and Jack felt that Zheng Ren was like an iron pillar, unable to pull it at all.

"There was a problem with the TIPS operation. I wanted to ask Professor Dale to see if there was a solution, but I didn't expect to meet you. This is really great!" Jack's words were a little confused, and he was as excited as if he had drunk alcohol.

This time Zheng Ren became interested. TIPS surgery? This is the real thing.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Ren followed Jack out.

Su Yun and Professor Rudolf Wagner looked at each other, followed behind Zheng Ren, and threw Danilo behind him.

"Hey, you..." Danilo called out.

"Don't mind that Texan," Jack said. "A bunch of savage cowboys, savages, with brains and booze and women. If their project works, the Mayans won't die gone."

Is this not waking up? Zheng Ren felt that what Dr. Jack said was simply too messy. Although he is proficient in language, his thinking is not synchronized. Zheng Ren can't understand the connection between what Dr. Jack said.

"How did you perform your TIPS surgery?" Zheng Ren asked.

"That damn article you published in the New England Magazine... oh, sorry, I didn't mean you damn it, but that article deliberately concealed a lot of very important points. We studied it for a long time and found There's no sure way," Jack said.

"And then." Zheng Ren asked.

"The success rate hasn't changed at all, and it still depends on luck." Jack was a little frustrated. "And this time, the patient had two stents, which caused bleeding when we removed the stents. Damn it..."

Is this the rhythm of their own research on the TIPS surgery, but they were cheated by Su Yun? With a thought in mind, Zheng Ren turned to look at Su Yun.

With a smug smile on Su Yun's face, he followed behind, talking to Professor Rudolf Wagner.

I guess so.

When writing a thesis, Zheng Ren felt that compared with Su Yun, his level was really inferior. It is a skill to be able to pass the review without touching the most important points, so that people who read the paper cannot deduce it retrospectively.

Moreover, it is estimated that Su Yun has done some tricks to give people an illusion that he can deduce it retrogradely, but everything is wrong. If you want to learn TIPS surgery, you can only find yourself in the imperial capital.

"How many hours has it been since the surgery?" Zheng Ren asked.

"I did it yesterday, and it has been 14 hours now, and the bleeding still hasn't stopped." Jack said dejectedly, "There is nothing I can do. I think our piety must have moved God, and you are here."

"It has nothing to do with God. If you want to learn TIPS surgery, you need to sign an agreement." Su Yun said expressionlessly from behind.

"Agreement?" Jack felt that Su Yun's English pronunciation was slightly irregular, unlike Zheng Ren's standard New York accent.

"Yes." Su Yun smiled slightly and said: "First see the patient, if you agree to the teaching, first sign and then operate."