There were not many people who had some idea, but there were definitely many.
Before performing the TIPS surgery, he had consulted many large tertiary grade-a hospitals. The news he received was that the surgery was very risky, its mortality rate among the top three of all current surgical methods.
However, after the surgery today, it only took him half an hour to get in and out.
He was only relieved when he heard Zheng Ren's confirmation.
Zheng Ren reminded the patient of a few more things regarding dietary requirements before he left the room.
"Chief Zheng, the patient is really lucky to have met you." Gao Shaojie sighed from the bottom of his heart.
Gao Shaojie had seen patients after TIPS surgery before. At this time, they were probably beginning to have symptoms of hepatic encephalopathy. However, Zheng Ren's postoperative patient was carefree as if he had not undergone surgery.
How could he reason with this?
"It's alright." Zheng Ren smiled.
"Do you have some time?" Gao Shaojie asked. "To be honest, I could not comprehend today's surgery at all. I had a few things I wanted to consult with you after the surgery, but after you finished, I was completely confused."
"Oh, that's fine. Let's go back and study it together," Zheng Ren said 'modestly'.
Department Chief Sun had some doubts and worries, but when he saw that Chief Gao praise Zheng Ren so highly, he hid all his doubts in the bottom of his heart and said a few words of praise.
Compared to Gao Shaojie, Department Chief Sun's words lacked a lot of sincerity. He did not touch on the essence of the problem, but Zheng Ren did not care.
"Boss!" Professor Rudolf Wagner walked over and said excitedly, "My assistant has brought the patient to the emergency ward!"
"Oh? The prostate case?" Zheng Ren's expression was calm.
"Yes." The professor nodded.
So what if he arrived? If he needed surgery, then he needed surgery. If he needed a check-up, then he needed a check-up. Why was he so excited?
When Professor Rudolf Wagner saw Zheng Ren's calm expression, he smiled sheepishly. He moved closer to Zheng Ren and said, "Boss, can you make an appointment for the examination in advance?"
"If you're in a hurry, you can do it tonight," Zheng Ren replied.
The professor was very happy. He seemed to have forgotten about the inviolability of his private time after work.
"What patient?" Gao Shaojie asked curiously.
With Professor Rudolf Wagner's identity and status, there were not many surgeries that he would be interested in.
Moreover, according to the professor, he had rushed over from Germany for the surgery. This was all so strange!
"Prostate hyperplasia, an interventional embolization treatment," Zheng Ren said.
Gao Shaojie was stunned. Prostate? Recently, he heard that there was research in this area in the Capital. However, Gao Shaojie was focused on the diagnosis and treatment of liver disease and was not interested in the prostate, so he did not ask more.
When he heard it, all his questions were suddenly answered.
Zheng Ren was about to become a legendary person who created the interventional embolization of the prostate! If he could operate on the prostate, it was no wonder his TIPS surgery was so flawless.
As he thought this, Gao Shaojie suddenly saw Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner talking as they walked away.
He quickly chased after them.
This time, it was right for him to stay! Gao Shaojie praised himself in his heart.
Back in the emergency ward, Chang Yue was busy.
A Chinese girl in her twenties was acting as an interpreter for a German man in his thirties. He was trying to answer her questions in stiff Mandarin. The Chinese girl next to him kept correcting his mistakes.
The patient was not in the office, so the ward had probably been arranged beforehand.
"Little Oliver, you're finally here." Professor Rudolf Wagner went up and gave the young German man a big hug.
"Professor, it's too far to travel across the Asian continent by train," the German man answered in stilted Mandarin.
Zheng Ren was a little surprised and asked, "You can also speak Mandarin?"
"It was the professor's request. My god, Mandarin is too difficult to learn," Oliver replied.
"No, it's a very beautiful language. You'll soon know its uses," the professor said excitedly. "Little Oliver, in the future in this great country, we have to communicate in the local language, even if it's just the two of us."
Oliver's eyes reflected his despair.
"I've already chosen your Chinese name for you. Xi Bao'er, isn't it nice? I've often said that this name is the same as 'cells' in Mandarin. It's a name I have carefully chosen for you." The professor patted Oliver's shoulder, his long golden hair fluttering about.
"Xi Bao'er..." Oliver was about to cry.
Zheng Ren was speechless. When he was not in the ward, what exactly did Chang Yue say to Professor Rudolf Wagner?
Lil Fugui was not enough, now Xi Bao'er had arrived.
In this day and age, puns were cringe-worthy.
"Lil Fugui, sit down. I want to record his medical history." Chang Yue was a little unhappy. She despised the professor for wasting time.
Oliver was stunned.
Why did this girl speak so harshly to the professor? In the next second, the professor probably started to roar like an angry lion.
However, what Oliver had expected did not happen.
Professor Rudolf Wagner's face was practically beaming. It seemed that every strand of his long golden hair was radiating gentleness.
"Chang Yue, do you want to experience the feeling I had when I met Xi Bao'er? It's called...meeting an old friend in a foreign land?"
"The 64-slice CT scan with 3D-image reconstruction has been booked. Do you still want to do it today?" Chang Yue's answers were always curt except when dealing with patients.
Chapter 452 - Unique Eastern Doctor-Patient Communication Method
Professor Rudolph Wagner immediately became serious and said, "Oliver... No, Xi Bao'er, please be serious! Hurry up and help us record your medical history. The process here is a little different from where we come from. Hurry up and learn."
Oliver was dumbfounded. A question mark was written all over his young and handsome face.
Zheng Ren felt helpless. One professor was not enough. Now his assistant had arrived. Would the emergency ward be full of chaos in the future?
Professor Rudolf Wagner was probably going to learn interventional embolization of the prostate. When he learned it, he would then rush back to Germany.
It was far too noisy now.
While they were chatting, the accompanying nurse walked in with a wheelchair.
"Chief Zheng, the scan is done," the accompanying nurse said.
Zheng Ren quickly took the scan and inserted it into the reading device.
The scan did not require a computer to be looked at. With a glance, even an intern would be able to understand it.
The right side of the c.h.e.s.t cavity was white and filled with pleural fluid.
Zheng Ren shook his head. The pneumonia was terrible.
"The condition is very serious. He needs to be hospitalized. Antibiotics and close drainage of the c.h.e.s.t cavity. Maybe even a c.h.e.s.t puncture to extract the fluid," Zheng Ren said after seeing the scan.
"You... Why didn't you tell me this yesterday?" The patient was suffocating. He did not have the energy to educate him about health articles like yesterday.
However, when he said this, Zheng Ren's heart jumped.
Zheng Ren frowned slightly and said, "I said it clearly yesterday. Have you forgotten?"
As he said this, Zheng Ren took out the hospitalization form from the top pocket of his white coat. On the back of the hospitalization form was the patient's signature from yesterday, his own signature, and his stamp. The time was accurate to the minute.
"
Look, it's written very clearly here." Zheng Ren waved the hospital admission form in his hand. The words on the back of the form stared back at him.
The doctor had clearly informed him that he was suffering from right pneumonia and had pleural effusion. He needed to be hospitalized for treatment. However, he refused the doctor's advice and strongly refused to be hospitalized for treatment, indicating that he would take responsibility for any consequences.
"This is your signature." Zheng Ren took the hospitalization form and said seriously, "My suggestion now is still that you stay in the hospital for treatment. However, I also can't force this decision upon you so it's your choice."
The patient's face instantly turned uglier. His lips moved a few times before he said, "I don't know anything about the medication required. You should have pushed for me to stay at the hospital."
Zheng Ren was speechless. He looked at the patient silently.
When the patient saw that Zheng Ren was silent, he raised his voice. "Why didn't you advise me? Why didn't you stop me? Where is your conscience? And you are a freaking doctor? Saving lives and helping the injured is what you're paid to do. Do you understand?"
"I advised you to stay in the hospital for treatment." Zheng Ren shook his head. "Where is the hospitalization form I gave you yesterday? Is it still there? If not, I'll give you another one."
"I'm not staying in the hospital!" The patient struggled to raise his arm and pointed at Zheng Ren. "It's all your fault for delaying treatment!"
Zheng Ren sighed.
"Do you have nothing to say?" The patient pointed at Zheng Ren. His lips were tinged a blueish black. It was extremely difficult for him to breathe, but he still could not contain his anger.
"There are video surveillance cameras here. Every word we say is recorded." Zheng Ren looked into the patient's eyes and said, "In your current state, you should stay in the hospital for treatment, not argue with me about your refusal to stay in the hospital yesterday."
With that said, Zheng Ren folded the hospitalization form and placed it in the pocket of his white coat.
The patient was stunned for a moment before his anger was extinguished.
Many times, surveillance cameras were a good thing. It made the denial of such things cease to exist.
He continued complaining, probably saying things like, "You'll wait and see". After that, he moved the wheelchair, wanting to leave.
"Push him to the internal medicine consultation room," Zheng Ren said to the nurse accompanying him. "Whether or not he wants to be hospitalized is up to him."
The young nurse accompanying him nodded and pushed the patient out of the emergency ward.
"Professor, where are the police here?" Oliver looked around but did not see any.
He probably understood the conversation between Zheng Ren and the patient and felt uneasy about the whole ordeal.
"This is a unique doctor-patient communication method in the Easy. You don't have to care about it, Xi Bao'er." Professor Rudolf Wagner seemed to have gotten used to all of this. "Boss, when are you going to do the 64-slice CT scan with 3D-image reconstruction?"
The professor only cared about this one thing.
Oh, no! The professor was also very concerned about the TIPS surgery. Compared to the new surgery that he had prepared to declare for the Nobel Prize, the new TIPS surgery had an advantage. After all, there were more than 200 million hepatitis-B patients on the planet. The Nobel Prize judges paid a lot of attention to things like these.
Perhaps the professor cared about all the surgeries that Zheng Ren performed.
Gao Shaojie patted Zheng Ren's shoulder to comfort him silently.
Gao Shaojie had encountered this kind of situation before plenty of times.
What else could he say?
The professor was a foreigner. He had witnessed how doctors and patients communicated in the East.
"Su Yun, help me enquire about this," Zheng Ren turned around and said to Su Yun.
"Alright." Su Yun stopped talking. He knew that Zheng Ren was annoyed at the moment. Su Yun did not expect Zheng Ren to treat him like he did the patient, so he picked up the phone and contacted him.
"Boss, there's a time slot at noon." Su Yun quickly put down the phone and reported the good news to Zheng Ren.
Professor Rudolf Wagner raised his fist excitedly and made a healthy pose.
Oliver was stunned.
When did the professor become so approachable?
This really was a magical country.
Doctors were magical, and the communication between doctors and patients was also magical.
"Hurry up and make the preparations then," Zheng Ren instructed. "Make good use of the time to do the examination and perform the surgery."
"Chief Zheng, a while ago, the surgery in Imperial City was done by you, right?" Gao Shaojie asked in a low voice.
"Yes, Su Yun and I did it together," Zheng Ren said.
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The office then quieted down.
Actually, it was not quiet. At the very least, there were many more people working here than usual.
Chang Yue was a little dissatisfied with this, her face dark.
Su Yun smiled and tried to strike up a conversation. However, Chang Yue chased him away.
"Boss, there are too many people here. Chang Yue's unhappy," Su Yun returned to Zheng Ren's side and said softly.
Zheng Ren nodded. There was nothing he could do. However, there were indeed a lot of people in the office. The only ones who could be chased away...were Gao Shaojie and Wang Qiang.
"Teacher Gao," Zheng Ren said.
"Yes, Chief Zheng. What is it?" Gao Shaojie came to Zheng Ren's side like a junior doctor who was ready to be summoned.
"On your side, if there are patients with indications, try to prepare as much as possible," Zheng Ren said. "Now that there are 10,000 reasons, why don't you make one yourself?"
"But I don't know how to..." Gao Shaojie said, his face immediately turning red.
"It's not difficult. Just prepare ten surgeries and I'll go from there. Settle them first in batches of five. If five isn't enough, then bring ten more. You'll be able to learn eventually." Zheng Ren smiled slightly.
Gao Shaojie was touched.
In the medical world, other than the teacher's pet, most of them had to learn on their own. If you could not understand surgery, did you want your teachers or professors to teach you step by step?
Dream on!
Chapter 453 - Doctor, It Isn’t Easy For My Mother
"Thank you, Chief Zheng." Gao Shaojie's voice was very soft but his sincerity could be felt.
The selfless spirit in Zheng Ren's words made Gao Shaojie feel extremely small.
"You're welcome, Teacher Gao." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Since you're from the Provincial Capital, there will definitely be a lot of places for you to hone your skills in the future."
"Chief Zheng, you are too kind." Gao Shaojie did not say anything.
He understood that if Zheng Ren really taught him how to do TIPS surgery step by step, they would have the relationship of master and disciple in everything but name.
These words were kept in his heart. There was no need for him to say them out loud.
The more passionate the person was, the more they would cower in such a situation.
After Chang Yue finished recording his medical history, the 64-slice CT scan with 3D-image reconstruction was next. Zheng Ren and the others brought the patient in for a check-up.
The patient was an 82-year-old male. He was of Slavonic descent. He had a heart disease, high blood pressure, diabetes, and a
series of old age diseases. All of them were serious.
The patient prepared by Professor Rudolf Wagner was the best candidate for prostate embolism surgery.
Such a patient could not even take a plane.
A change in air pressure could directly cause the patient to die from high blood pressure or a heart disease.
Therefore, no matter how anxious professor Rudolph Wagner was, he could only allow the patient to travel across Asia by train to Sea City, a small city in the East, to receive treatment.
Oliver pushed the wheelchair around and carefully followed the group of people.
He looked around curiously.
Originally, Oliver was silently criticizing them for bringing in an aging patient on the brink of death to the East for surgery.
This must have been a brainless decision made by Professor Rudolf Wagner.
Well, he only dared to think about it in his heart and not say it aloud.
Professor Rudolf Wagner had a strong artistic aura, learning violin up to a professional level. But in the Heidelberg Medical Center, if he was not happy, he would roar like a lion and no one would want to provoke him.
But when he reached the East and came to this small city, Oliver found that his entire perception had been overturned.
That irritable professor seemed to no longer exist... Well, he was still there. It just seemed that when he was around that group of Asians, the professor's temper was particularly good. He was filled with joy and relaxation, and perhaps even a hint of flattery?
It was really strange. This was not Mayo Clinic. Why would professor Rudolf Wagner be like this?
Even if it was Mayo Clinic, he would not have changed so much.
Moreover, the professor forced him to learn Mandarin, which made Little Oliver very distressed.
Not everyone was like the professor, who was extremely proficient in languages. Learning a brand new language in a short period of time made Little Oliver's world become gloomy, like the muddy grounds of Sixth Street in Heidelberg after a heavy rain.
Soon, everyone arrived at the CT room.
It was almost noon. Except for the emergency machine being worked by the person on duty, the operators of the other machines were already getting ready to get off work.
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