Chapter 2823 Does the Operation Time You Usually Say Count as Anesthesia?

"Boss Zheng..." Mr. Peng pondered for a while, and then asked, "Why do you say that?"

Why, this question is asked by countless people every day for countless things.

Zheng Ren felt unable to answer for a moment, so he could only smile.

"I've watched a lot of live broadcasts of surgeries you performed. The level is indeed very high. It's no exaggeration to say that you are a blockbuster. Kong Deming has a good eye, and he dug you out." Peng Lao said lightly, "For the cooperation project with the Nobel Prize winner , Natural Science Foundation of China will give the green light, this is a national policy, and I don’t need to ask for favors.”

"..."

Zheng Ren knew that Mr. Peng was wrong.

To be honest, Zheng Ren didn't really care about what Zhou Chunyong did. It doesn't matter who gets on the bus, what matters is the project itself.

"The more you use too much force, the easier it is to make mistakes." Mr. Peng smiled slightly and said, "My wife always said to age gracefully when she was young, Dr. Zheng, Dr. Su, have you considered this issue? ?”

"Old Peng..."

"Old Peng, I don't know if I should say something or not." Su Yun interrupted Zheng Ren's words and asked softly.

"As long as you say that, you must be followed by ugly words, just say it." Peng Lao said, "Respect is mutual. When facing the objective truth, you must remain rational and objective."

"Old Peng, you are right." Su Yun smiled, "Actually, we have never applied for the Natural Science Foundation of China. To put it bluntly, the money is too little to spend."

Bao Longtao's expression changed, and he glared at Su Yun.

Su Yun acted as if he didn't know, and said with a smile, "We have connections with some capital parties. Scientific research is a place to burn money. Our country can't burn money on medical care for the time being, just like those pharmaceutical companies, Device factories also mostly focus on generic drugs and consumables.”

Mr. Peng didn't take it seriously, and nodded slightly, agreeing with Su Yun's statement.

"So, our visit today has nothing to do with the Natural Science Foundation of China. We just heard about it... Sigh, you don't know my boss's temper, he's so fucked up." Su Yun complained.

He didn't show submissive respect for Mr. Peng, instead, he was like the most favored son and grandson, talking with eloquence, saying what was on his mind, and going straight to the point.

But Mr. Peng seemed to like it very much, so he listened quietly.

"He cares about any patient. You can see that half of his hair is gray. It was caused by worrying about a small patient in a foreign scientific research institution a few days ago."

Elder Peng carefully looked at Zheng Ren's hair again, and smiled slightly.

"I said these to refute what you said just now. In the eyes of the boss, your lover is just a patient. We came to visit just to make it clear that there is a way to solve the problem at hand. And you just approved...that matter is really different from ours. It doesn't matter, it's the favor of Dean Bao and Director Zhou."

"Hahaha, Xiao Su, you are really quick to talk." Old Peng smiled, "We have already thought about life and death, and my wife just doesn't want to suffer. It's really meaningless to see how many people are dying with ventilators for so many years. "

"No." Zheng Ren changed his usual ambiguity when explaining the illness to the patient's family, and said with certainty, "I can control the operation to about 40 minutes. According to the situation reported by Director Bao, the teachers of the Imperial Hospital judged you. It is still possible for the lover to bear the risk of 1-hour surgery and anesthesia."

Mr. Peng was a little surprised. He had done a very detailed understanding of the operation, and he wanted to give up in the end because it was the result of careful consideration. But this doctor Zheng came and said that he could complete the operation in 40 minutes. If it was true, this matter would be a big deal.

After speaking, Zheng Ren paused, and said, "When I was in Haicheng, I met an elderly patient, and her lover refused to rescue her."

Mr. Peng didn't speak, but looked at the young man seriously.

"I went to check the ward at night, and heard her reading the chapter of Xiang Yu's Chronicle on the bedside." Zheng Ren said, "It's true that flowers bloom again, and people are never young. But your lover's situation is different. The organ function is still good, and the mind is clear. Just now, your two elders were still playing chess. It’s just a Zenker’s diverticulum. If you do the corresponding treatment, you should be able to resume eating, and your body will get better soon.”

"Uh..." Mr. Peng was originally determined. This kind of old man is not the kind of person who can be told in a few words that he has lost his mind.

But seeing Zheng Ren's steady and determined expression, he also hesitated.

"Principal Bao sent the operation plan to the experts. Although it was discussed by Su Yun and I, I think it is reasonable. In view of your lover's situation, it would be a pity not to try it."

"What will happen after the operation? There is a high probability that they are all from my own family, so don't play sloppy with me." Peng Lao asked.

"The esophageal obstruction caused by the compression of the diverticulum is relieved, and you can eat after a period of time. The operation is not to completely remove the diverticulum, but to shrink it and improve your lover's quality of life."

"To be honest, a thorough operation is not necessary. The purpose of the operation is only to correct the compression of the esophagus, not to completely resolve the diverticulum. Therefore, after discussing with Su Yun, I decided to reduce the size of the operation."

"I estimate that postoperative reexamination of upper gastrointestinal barium meal and electronic gastroscopy can confirm that the lumen of pharyngoesophageal diverticulum is significantly reduced and the lumen of the esophagus is unobstructed. As long as you can eat, it is just a diverticulum, there is no need to completely Excision is not."

Zheng Ren said calmly.

There is no need to completely remove it, this sentence moved Mr. Peng.

This plan is conservative in its radicalness, and a bit radical in its conservativeness. Peng Lao had already resigned to his fate, and he didn't want to do too much treatment, so as not to suffer too much, his mind was also shaken.

He silently looked at Zheng Ren, at this young man who had become famous in Beijing in less than a year.

Simple and honest, stable, looking young, but not aggressive, giving people a very down-to-earth feeling.

"I'll think about it and discuss it with my wife." Mr. Peng said softly.

"Mr. Peng, do you want me to tell you about the surgical plan?" Zheng Ren asked.

"No need." Mr. Peng waved his hand with a smile, and said, "Professional things should be handled by professional people. I'm an idiot, so I don't understand what you're talking about."

Mr. Peng said this with a bit of politeness, but he showed his unsuspecting intentions.

Zheng Ren nodded, put his hands on his lap, sat upright, and watched Mr. Peng enter the room.

"Boss Zheng, it's not doubting, can you really finish it in 40 minutes?" Bao Longtao asked.

"Almost." Zheng Ren said, "All of them will be attended by my medical team. It is possible under the premise of tacit cooperation. 45 minutes, this time is no problem."

"What about anesthesia?"

"Huh? 45 minutes is considered anesthesia time." Zheng Ren said, "Does the operation time you usually say count as anesthesia?"

"..."

Both Bao Longtao and Zhou Chunyong were stunned. The surgery lasted 45 minutes, which actually included anesthesia time...

Not only them, even Su Yun looked at his boss dumbly.

He really couldn't understand what the boss said to do in 45 minutes to achieve it.