Professor Yang expressed great kindness to him. Of course, Zheng Ren would not show off his skills in front of the patient's family. He used a more ingenious method to prove that the liver area was occupied by the spleen and not the tumor.
In this way, Professor Yang would think that it was normal for him not to know since he was not an interventional doctor.
Zheng Ren's explanation made both sides happy, as he could save Professor Yang's face and achieve his goal.
Moreover, it was not that Professor Yang did not see it. If he really did not see it, he would not have looked to him to analyze the film.
In the case that the patient received the right treatment, Zheng Ren did not mind making Professor Yang feel better.
In fact, the way Zheng Ren came to this conclusion was based on CT, nuclear MRI, and reconstruction. It was the reverse of what Professor Yang said, but there was no need to tell Professor Yang about this.
"Chief Zheng, are you interested in the surgery?" Professor Yang asked.
"No, no." Zheng Ren waved his hand repeatedly and said, "I still have a lot of things to do here. There aren't many beds, and the number of TIPS surgeries can't go up. The hospital has to pay a visit to all aspects."
Professor Yang was just being polite, or he was just curious about Zheng Ren's standard in the General Surgery Department.
If Zheng Ren was really required to perform ordinary slow-motion surgeries, would the General Surgery Department lose face?
Professor Yang saw that Zheng Ren was troubled, so he smiled.
The problem with the beds... The slow-motion surgeries in the General Surgery Department were already scheduled for two months later. He did not have the right to say that he could give Zheng Ren two beds.
After putting away the radiographic films, Professor Yang handed the bag of radiographic films to the patient's family and said, "Bring your wife to the hospital. Just look for me when you arrive."
"Professor Yang, is it benign?" The patient's spouse still could not believe it.
"Hmm? Didn't I say it was a spleen?" After Professor Yang said that, he greeted Zheng Ren and turned around to leave the office.
The patient's spouse stood in the doctor's office, dazed. It was really hard to believe that the junior doctor in front of him was actually an amazing person.
He hesitated for a moment and smiled. He came to Zheng Ren's side and asked carefully, "Professor Zheng, can you tell me about spleen planting?"
Zheng Ren was about to change his clothes and ask Xie Yiren to go home when he was stopped by the patient's family.
Although it took some time, Zheng Ren did not think much of it.
"It's like this. After a normal splenectomy, when the dorsal membrane is intact, the accessory spleen may compensate a part of the spleen's function, resulting in an enlargement of the spleen. This is a good thing.
"But your lover's situation is different.
"The rupture of the spleen was caused by a car accident. Considering the situation at the time, it's possible that some spleen tissue fell onto the surface of the liver."
As Zheng Ren spoke, a seed fell into the soil in the patient's family's mind. Then, it passed through autumn and winter, waiting for spring to take root and sprout.
"The spleen's regenerative ability is a little weaker than the liver, but it's also very strong. Take an example..." Zheng Ren muttered. "I have a patient. After the hepatectomy for liver cancer, the caudal lobe of the liver multiplied several times after two years. It has basically replaced the function of the left lobe of the liver that has been removed.
"There are similar cases of spleen regeneration in academia.
"Some people say that the probability of regeneration is as high as sixty-six per cent. I have reservations on this point.
"But the probability of regeneration still exists, and the probability is not small.
"Your partner's illness is caused by the regeneration of the spleen.
"Don't be nervous. We just need to do a surgery. It's a small matter."
The patient's family was sweating profusely. A surgery was still a small matter? Was that how doctors advised people?
"Professor Zheng, are you sure? To be honest, I have been to many places and have been diagnosed with liver cancer." The patient's family had countless questions to ask. Seeing that Zheng Ren was easy to talk to, he asked a few more questions.
His heart was perturbed. If he was spoken, it would alleviate some of his anxiety.
"I can't be a hundred per cent sure, but from the perspective of imaging, it is indeed a change in the imaging of the spleen, not a tumor. Don't worry, it will be clear once it is removed and the pathology is done." Zheng Ren smiled. He understood the patient's family's thoughts too well.
Seeing that the patient's family was still unwilling to leave, Zheng Ren pondered for a moment before he said.
"It's like this. Liver cancer is known as the king of cancer. There are no first- or second-line chemotherapy drugs for the right symptoms. Before using targeted drugs, there are two main treatment methods for liver cancer: surgical resection and interventional embolization."
This sentence hit the heart of the patient's family.
"Your lover has already accepted interventional surgery, but the facts have proven that the effect is not ideal. So, the only choice is surgical resection. I think the focus is more limited, so the probability of successful surgical resection is higher."
The patient's family nodded repeatedly, but for a moment, he was lost.
Why did he talk about liver cancer?
"Professor Zheng, is it liver cancer? Why are you telling me about liver cancer?" he quickly interrupted Zheng Ren and asked.
"The probability is not high, but aren't you worried?" Zheng Ren looked into his eyes and said very seriously. "Then let's analyze it from the worst angle. If that's the case, you might be able to accept it in your heart very quickly."
'Uh...' The patient's family was stunned for a moment, but then he smiled bitterly.
That was indeed the case.
This Professor Zheng had said many times that it was not cancer, but happiness came too suddenly, and he could not accept it.
Still, from the worst angle, it seemed to be better.
"Now, whether it is or not, resection is the best choice. So, I suggest you take the time to bring your wife to imperial capital, and then find Professor Yang to get admitted to the hospital.
"Right now, he is more interested in your wife's illness. There is no need to queue up." Zheng Ren tried to reason with him. With a few words, the patient's spouse nodded his head repeatedly.
These words were true.
...
Yang Lei walked out of the intervention doctor's office. He was also a little tired. He had an all-night surgery. After he left the stage, he even went to the ICU to look after the patient for half a day. At noon, he had four consecutive surgeries.
His body was a little overwhelmed.
He first went to the ICU to take a look, then he went home to rest. After the surgery, the patient was handed over to Dong Jia to handle. He was still relatively at ease.
He was calculating in his heart when he bumped into Professor Zhao.
"Old Zhao, I'm busy!" Although Professor Yang was very tired, he still greeted him warmly.
"Why are you here?" After Professor Zhao went to the ICU in the morning, he was a little depressed the whole day.
"There is a patient whose diagnosis is not clear. I came to ask Chief Zheng for help." Professor Yang was not in the mood to guess the intrigue of other departments. These things had nothing to do with him.
"..." Professor Zhao was speechless. Looking at Professor Yang, he had already guessed the ending.
This Chief Zheng really could not be held back.
Could this be the posture of a fierce dragon crossing the river?
Chapter 787 - Didn’t Like It, But He Couldn’t Get Rid of It
"Old Zhao, your Chief Zheng is not bad.
He thinks the same way as I do about a patient with a spleen implant," Professor Yang said with a smile and stabbed Professor Zhao in the heart again.
"Hehe, that's right, that's right." Professor Zhao could only smile dryly and turn his body to the side to allow Professor Yang to leave.
He quickly left. It was an eyesore.
However, Yang Lei was really a little excited. He whispered, "Director Kong's taste is really impeccable!"
"..."
"I heard that Chief Zheng was poached from Sea City by him?" Yang Lei praised. "His taste is really sharp. As we say, the older the ginger, the spicier it is. Earlier..."
Professor Zhao really did not want to listen anymore. He squeezed out an ugly smile and gave a random excuse before walking in.
He did not expect to see Zheng Ren.
A man left the office first with Zheng Ren. He was carrying radiographic films. From the look of it, he had to be the family member of the patient that Professor Yang had mentioned.
Professor Zhao turned sideways to make way for the middle-aged man. He wanted to speed up. Meeting Zheng Ren was really quite awkward.
He was so young, yet he had already come to snatch one of his beds. He was robbing him!
How many years had he worked and how many connections did he have to find to be able to lead the group in 912 and have a few beds! He was just a young fellow. Why did Director Kong take care of him so much that he forcefully split wards from each of the four leading group professors!
However, he did not expect that the patient's family member to not leave after leaving the house. Instead, he turned around and gave a deep bow to Zheng Ren who was standing at the door.
This blocked half of the corridor. Professor Zhao had no choice but to stop.
"Professor Zheng, thank you. Thank you. I will bring my wife here when I go back," the middle-aged man said sincerely. "You are right. It is fortunate that I met you this time. Otherwise, I would have to travel to the Imperial and Sorcery Capital for a month. In the end, I still could not make up my mind."
"You are too kind. This is what I should be doing," Zheng Ren said with a gentle smile.
The middle-aged man said a few more polite words before he left respectfully.
"Professor Zhao, are you done with the surgery?" Zheng Ren greeted Professor Zhao with a smile on his face. He nodded and went to change his clothes.
Professor Zhao looked at Zheng Ren's back, and his heart was full.
Young people are really arrogant... He greeted him and kept smiling. Professor Zhao was depressed. He did not like Zheng Ren, but he could not do anything to him. This feeling...
"Boss, the radiographic films are done. Take a look!" Rudolf Wagner suddenly shouted.
The roar startled Professor Zhao.
Zheng Ren said, "Lil Fugui, don't shout in the hospital."
"Yeah okay. Boss, come and take a look at the radiographic films," the professor replied with a smile.
"Have the radiographic films of the three patients returned?"
"They're all back."
Zheng Ren returned to his office and began to look at the radiographic films of the patients for tomorrow's surgery one by one.
The 912 beds were so exclusive that it would be considered good if the patients could stay for one or two days before the surgery. Moreover, the patient's magnetic resonance diffusion had to be done in the Outpatient Department. If the patient was hospitalized again, the turnover of the bed would be greatly affected. The project had just started. If the patient was familiar with the procedure, the Outpatient Department would definitely let the patient do the magnetic resonance diffusion before they were admitted to the hospital. It was not like now, where Professor Shen had to find someone to do it after work.
Just like that, the patients outside still needed to wait for a few months before they could be admitted to the hospital.
There was nothing they could do. All the difficult and complicated diseases in the country had gathered in the Imperial capital and Sorcery capital. There were only a few top-level tertiary hospitals.
Professor Zhao watched as Zheng Ren rested his chin on his hands and watched the radiographic films. He spat in his heart and turned around to leave.
Zheng Ren did not feel Professor Zhao's hostility. He focused on watching the radiographic films.
At this moment, the nuclear magnetic field in his liver looked like a completely different world compared to when he was in Sea City.
In the past, he still had to think about it and reconstruct it in his mind. There were even many things that he could not grasp accurately. He had to watch it over and over again many times before he could roughly estimate two or three points and could proceed to the next step of screening.
Although everything went smoothly every time, he took a long time to read and think about it. Moreover, the success rate could reach 100%. Zheng Ren estimated that it had something to do with his Luck value.
Every choice he made was correct.
Now, when Zheng Ren glanced at the screen, the image of the hepatic portal vein and hepatic vein appeared in his mind. The surgical approach and puncture point appeared instantly.
"It's really not difficult anymore." Zheng Ren sighed.
What a big change.
Rudolf Wagner paused for a moment. He did not understand and asked carefully, "Boss, is there a problem with the radiographic films?"
Zheng Ren was also puzzled for a second. Then, he understood the professor's meaning.
He smiled and said, "It's nothing. Lil Fugui, take a look at the position of the patient's surgical puncture point."
The professor then began to carefully look at the magnetic diffusion.
"Xi Bao'er, have you studied the radiographic films?" Zheng Ren saw that Little Oliver had been cooperating with Chang Yue in tedious clinical work. He was diligent and did not say much, so he casually asked.
"I..." Little Oliver was stunned for a moment and said, "I've studied it, but my standard is average."
"Come and take a look." Zheng Ren waved his hand.
Chang Yue was not interested in surgery, but Little Oliver was different. He followed the professor, and in the end, he still wanted to learn surgery and treatment.
He cautiously came over and analyzed the radiographic films according to the procedure he had learned previously.
A few minutes later, the professor carefully tapped the radiographic films with the pen in his hand.
"Boss, it's here."
"Okay." Zheng Ren nodded and turned to look at Little Oliver.
Seeing that he was still at a loss, Zheng Ren had a thought: this method of judging the puncture point by nuclear MRI was too complicated.
Even a master like Professor Rudolf Wagner had to ponder for a few minutes. A young professor like Gao Shaojie needed to study for a few weeks. What if it was an ordinary person?
A young doctor like Little Oliver would not be able to master it in a short period of time.
When he had time to think of a way, Zheng Ren began to ponder.
The professor was stunned for a moment. When he saw that Zheng Ren did not speak, he thought that he had said something wrong. After hesitating for a few seconds, the professor asked in a low voice, "Boss, did I say something wrong?"
"No, this is the place," Zheng Ren said. "I'm thinking about something else."
"What is it, Boss?"
"I'm thinking about simplifying nuclear MRI method. Otherwise, there aren't enough people who can master this technology," Zheng Ren said with a frown. He felt that it was a little difficult.
Rudolf Wagner was stunned.
What was a technical barrier? Even after mastering it, it got harder and more complicated, which was even better!
Raising the threshold of entry, making this technology a watershed, showing off their technical strength...
It was the same in the medical industry, and it was the same in other industries.
Only by monopolizing could there be high profi
ts and returns.
Even if the technology was upgraded, they had to hide it and wait for the other pursuers to catch up. Then, they would calmly throw out the newer technology, making the pursuers pay a high price only to get nothing in return.
This was the most common practice, and also the most simple practice.
Chapter 788 - Was Not Worthy of His Own Ambition
Canon was about to go bankrupt, and it was said that it still had thirty years of technological reserves. This brought endless despair to the latecomers.
The professor suddenly understood. The boss was going to upgrade his technology. When someone stood up to challenge the Nobel Prize, the boss could bring out new technology at any time...
What was that word again? Brother Yun had explained it.
Yes, face-smacking. Face-smacking could happen at any time!
The boss was so high and mighty!
Zheng Ren spent 20 minutes to look through the radiographic films and various examinations of the three patients before the operation. Then, he made ward round and gained an understanding of the patients' conditions. Only then did Zheng Ren go to the duty room to change his clothes.
He sent a message to Little Yiren, who was still resting in the car. Zheng Ren went to the parking lot with a smile on his face.
The days passed one by one. He went to work, did surgery, saw a doctor, and got off work. Although it was nothing special, he escaped the fate of the miserable chief resident and returned to the track of a normal person's life.
A few days later, Professor Shen joined the third medical team to go to the front line to provide support. The team temporarily lost one person, but it did not affect his work.
...
...
In Shanghai, the headquarters of the website of Xinglin Garden...
Peng Jia was extremely distressed. He sat on the boss's chair and looked at the tall buildings and the river that flowed into the sea. There were countless worries and perplexities in his heart.
A few months ago, there was an unfamiliar account on the website that suddenly opened a live broadcast of the surgery.
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