"Yes, I'll treat him as my patient and be very attentive." Zheng Ren nodded.
Professor Rudolf Wagner and Su Yun frowned at the same time. Zheng Ren's words were definitely not a problem.
However...
They sounded a bit strange.
How could an ordinary patient from Sea City be compared to Dr. Mehar of Stockholm Caroline Medical and Surgical Research Institute?
They were not the same thing at all.
Zheng Ren's brain wiring was too strange.
The two of them were silent. Zheng Ren also noticed that the atmosphere was a little strange but after thinking about it, he did not think he had said anything wrong.
"Boss, Dr. Mehar's situation is a little special." Rudolf Wagner thought of something and said, "I performed interventional surgery on him. When the guide wire was pulled out, a fresh blood clot appeared at the end."
"Oh? The coagulation mechanism was so bad?"
"Yes, it's especially bad," the professor said. "Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen to use minimally invasive surgery to treat his prostate disease. I've seen his heart and coronary artery radiographic films. Within a few months after the stent was removed, all three coronary arteries were more than ninety percent blocked. But now, it's estimated to be ninety-percent blocked."
"This is going to be difficult," Zheng Ren muttered. "Why do I feel like there's no need for interventional surgery for the prostate?"
Even though that was what he said, Zheng Ren understood the patient's feelings.
He once had a patient with colon cancer who had a postoperative fistula and liver metastases. The patient was treated for liver metastases in the Provincial Capital and his recovery was quite good.
If the treatment continued in such a calm manner, Zheng Ren estimated that the patient would be able to last for about three years.
However, the patient had a colostomy on his abdomen and his feces flowed into an external drainage bag. He would always feel uncomfortable. Unlike normal people, he insisted on having a second-stage operation.
After repeatedly dissuading the patient, the patient said to Zheng Ren, "I don't even feel like a human anymore."
Since he had said such a thing, Zheng Ren had nothing to say in reply.
After the surgery, the patient's body's immunity fell sharply because of the surgery's impact, causing the tumor to grow explosively. He died a few months later.
It was estimated that Dr. Mehar's situation was the same as the patients that Zheng Ren had come into contact with in the past. Once they accepted that life was limited, many people would choose to die with dignity.
At the very least, they had to die like a human being.
As Zheng Ren thought about it, Professor Rudolf Wagner took out his notebook, opened it, and found Dr. Mehar's information and radiographic films, as well as his latest surgery information.
While waiting for the flight, Zheng Ren began to study it.
Since he had decided to go for the surgery, he would treat the patient as his own. Zheng Ren said this in his heart.
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Dr. Mehar was already 85 years old. A year ago, he had undergone coronary artery stenting surgery because of a heart attack.
His liver and renal function tests were very poor. Additionally, his heart function was not good. This person...was too old and all the organs in his body had already aged.
In other words, Dr. Mehar had reached the end of his life.
The prostate was the least serious problem, in Zheng Ren's opinion.
Even if he did it well, Dr. Mehar's heart would only continue to work for about a year at most.
Even a year was an optimistic estimate.
Looking at the degree of the coronary artery blockage and the situation of the interventional surgery with Lil Fugui, Zheng Ren estimated that Dr. Mehar could die from heart infarctions at any time.
All of it was useless. The chances of this person surviving until the Nobel Prize judging was really not high.
This was from a utilitarian point of view. However, Zheng Ren said that he would treat him as his own patient.
From the patient's point of view, letting him walk with dignity was also a better choice.
Not only did he comply with the patient's own wishes, but he would also try to improve the quality of his survival period.
He would do as much as he could.
"Lil Fugui, are you having an old problem again?" Zheng Ren pointed at the radiographic films recorded in the notebook.
"Is there a problem with that?" Professor Rudolf Wagner asked.
"Are you stupid, Lil Fugui? Do you remember the third group of capillaries that you worked with in Sea City? The boss hit you three times with the hemostatic forceps? Isn't that right, boss?"
"Twice. I wanted to hit him the third time but he changed his method before I could do so," Zheng Ren said with certainty.
The professor was dumbfounded. What were these two guys talking about? How could they remember the incident so well?
Chapter 618 - Lil Fugui, Are You Stupid?
When the plane landed, it was probably around 8am at Sorcery Capital.
Within that moment, Stockholm was still past 3am in the morning.
Zheng Ren had been tormenting himself the whole day, returning to the Imperial Capital after being in the South. After having a meal, he ended up flying again, all the way to Stockholm.
He was so tired that he could fall asleep while walking.
After getting off the plane, Little Oliver yawned. He was about to fall asleep.
"Xi Bao'er! We're back! Look who's here!" The professor was not tired at all and shouted in high spirits.
Zheng Ren was shocked.
Little Oliver went forward and took the suitcase from Zheng Ren and Su Yun. The professor excitedly introduced Stockholm Airport to Zheng Ren.
It was all facts such as where it was built in what era, and where it had received important people.
Zheng Ren did not hear what the professor was saying at all. He left the airport listlessly and got into Little Oliver's car.
When he got into the car, the professor was so excited, jumping up and down as if his seat was 50 degrees celsius. He could not sit still at all.
He hesitated for a long time and decided to immediately call the professor.
The professor's language was very strange. Zheng Ren did not understand it but there were a few sentences of English that he could understand mixed in.
Su Yun listened to two sentences and his expression changed.
Zheng Ren felt the change in the atmosphere and looked at Su Yun with an inquisitive gaze.
"The professor spoke a mixture of Swedish and English," Su Yun said. "But it seems that Dr. Mehar is no longer able to go through surgery."
Zheng Ren was speechless.
After going through so much trouble, Dr. Mehar was going to die before he could perform the surgery?
The situation was laugh-worthy.
"Lil Fugui said that he has already fixed in an extracorporeal membrane lung."
Dr. Mehar's heart function was the worst, followed by his lungs.
As he got older, multiple organ failure was something he had to face.
An extracorporeal membrane lung was more advanced than the ventilator. It could temporarily solve Dr. Mehar's respiratory failure problem and reduce the burden on his heart.
The ventilator's positive pressure mechanical ventilation was the most effective conventional support treatment for respiratory failure. It could meet the ventilation needs of most patients.
However, for patients with severe respiratory failure such as severe ARDS, pneumonia, large-scale pulmonary embolism, bronchial asthma, and some patients with end-stage lung
disease who needed to receive lung transplantation... It was often difficult to maintain satisfactory ventilation and oxygenation with conventional positive pressure ventilation, so ECMO was needed.
The ECMO could reduce the burden on the patient's heart but could not cure the problem of heart failure.
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Zheng Ren sighed.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was angry like a furious lion, almost roaring.
Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun.
Su Yun shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and looked at the sky. "They're arguing. They said that Dr. Mehar's condition was caused by the professor's prostate interventional embolization."
Academic strife was absolutely cruel.
Lying through one's teeth was the most common thing.
Dr. Mehar was going to die anyway, so a coffin would not be able to hold him down. Using this opportunity to overthrow a certain academic faction was totally within reason.
After all, the Carolyn Medical and Surgical Research Institute in Stockholm was the place to judge the Nobel Prize in Biology and Medicine.
The benefits involved in doing so were not too great.
Therefore, to be able to say that the prostate interventional embolization caused problems with Dr. Mehar's heart and the coronary artery was something that most people would not dare to say.
If he could not even understand the surgical method, would it not be courting death to blame the best professor?
However, it happened in Stockholm's Caroline Medical and Surgical Research Institute. There were many people who understood the technique...
Little Oliver's expression changed and looked very ugly.
He could also understand part of the professor's roaring content. Although he was not a language genius like the professor, Little Oliver still had to learn the most basic Swedish.
When he was nervous, the car began to swerve slightly on the road.
Su Yun sighed. His face was in a mess. If he had known earlier, he would have stayed at home and slept in. It would have been great if he had asked Chang Yue to go out for a drink. Why would he have to worry about a car accident on the streets of Stockholm at three in the morning?
The circ.u.mstances of life were really strange.
The professor hung up angrily after finishing the call. His heavy breathing was like that of a bull that had its temper kicked up.
"Lil Fugui, what's the matter?" Zheng Ren asked.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was silent for almost a minute. In the end, he sighed and gave a simple explanation to Zheng Ren.
The main competitors for this year's Nobel Prize in medicine were not in the medical category but in biology and genetics. However, the professor was too popular. How many years had it been since he had won the Nobel Prize with a new technique? Why did he have to make an appearance then?
When things were going smoothly, no one said anything. However, once something happened, someone would kick him while he was down.
Zheng Ren smiled. It was the professor's fault. He was too ostentatious and was hated by others.
"What are you going to do?" Zheng Ren asked.
"What else can I do? Buy a ticket back. Let's go back now. The ECMO is already on. What's the point of staying here?" Su Yun said sarcastically.
Professor Rudolf Wagner looked distressed and sighed.
"We're already here. Let's go take a look," Zheng Ren said. "Is Dr. Mehar still conscious?"
"Yes, but his heart function is too poor..."
"I remember that the Caroline Medical and Surgical Research Institute's Heart Intervention is the best in the world," Zheng Ren said curiously. "Why don't we do the surgery?"
"Boss..." Professor Rudolf Wagner was helpless. Was his boss really stupid or was he pretending to be so?
Dr. Mehar was about to fall to pieces. He also said that when the guide wire was pulled out, blood clots could be seen.
With that kind of coagulation function, at least 95% of the coronary artery would be blocked. Could it be treated with surgery? It was impossible.
Su Yun looked at the professor as if he was looking at a fool. Seeing his confused face, Su Yun blew at his fringe before scolding the other, "Lil Fugui, are you stupid?"
"Huh? Brother Yun, what is it? What's wrong?" Professor Rudolf Wagner was puzzled.
"What the boss means is that he can do the surgery. Don't you understand? He's a blockhead!" Su Yun did not sleep well. He was full of anger when he woke up. He spoke very directly and was not polite at all.
"What? Didn't the boss do organ intervention surgery only?" Professor Rudolf Wagner was completely confused.
"His medical certificate says that he specializes in general surgery." Su Yun was completely disappointed with the professor and said coldly.
It was only then that the professor remembered how Zheng Ren had sutured up the broken liver back together the last time.
However, could Dr. Mehar's heart really withstand another interventional surgery?
"Boss, is what Brother Yun said true?" The professor's voice trembled, and he was very nervous.
"As long as the anatomical structure is clear, I should be able to do so. What's the difference?" Zheng Ren was also very curious as to why Professor Rudolf Wagner did not believe that he could.
Chapter 619 - I Should Be The One To Say Something Like That
The car soon arrived at a beautiful, semi-open place. A large, three-story-tall building stood among the lush green grass.
"Boss, this is the special care area of Karolin Medical and Surgical Research Institute in Stockholm," Professor Rudolf Wagner said. "I'll go and handle the procedures for you in a while. You're required to go through a strict security check when you enter the premise."
"Who's been diagnosing and treating you here recently?" Su Yun yawned and asked absentmindedly.
The professor did not open his mouth and remained silent. He quietly asked for Zheng Ren and Su Yun's passports as he got out of the car.
It was brightly lit inside. The professor's back was wide and dark, a lone and looming figure. He looked a little lonely.
"Boss, if it weren't for you, Lil Fugui would be done for this time," Su Yun said as he looked at the professor's back.
"It won't happen." Zheng Ren smiled. "After operating for so many years, there'll definitely be difficulties but it's not impossible. Moreover, as a senior doctor, the first thing to consider is not the profit after surgery, but the consequences of the failure."
"Are you so sure that Lil Fugui is not blinded by greed?"
"It's alright. Lil Fugui looks rough but his mind is still very meticulous," Zheng Ren said. "We don't have to argue. Whether we can see Dr. Mehar or not will tell us about Lil Fugui's support system here."
"I'm talking about being blinded by greed." Su Yun emphasized the last four words.
"Oh, blinded by greed. You have to have the ability to take it away, right?" Zheng Ren smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Besides, aren't you the same?"
"You only know how to play dumb all day long. Why don't you get the Nobel Prize with your own hands?!" Su Yun suddenly became angry.
"The thing about it is that I'm not very interested in the Nobel Prize," Zheng Ren said. "Well, to you, I'm sure my words sound very pretentious? But I'm just not interested. There's no deeper meaning to it. If I have the time to watch a group of foreigners scheming against each other, I might as well do a few more surgeries."
"You..."
"Su Yun, when we go back, what do you think about the idea of teaching surgeries?" Zheng Ren said, interrupting the dispute with Su Yun.
"Teaching? Do you mean for TIPS surgery?" Su Yun frowned. "Aren't you afraid that your job will be taken
away?"
"There are two problems with what you said. First, a doctor has to have a benevolent heart. He has to do everything..."
"Shut up. I'm still tired and can't deal with you trying to teach me moral values. Get to the point or I'll get angry at you again," Su Yun rudely interrupted Zheng Ren.
"Hehe." Zheng Ren was not angry. Instead, he smiled and continued, "Second, take away my job? Who do you think has the ability to do that? You? The professor? Or anyone here?"
Zheng Ren pointed at the small building of the Karolin Medical and Surgical Research Institute in Stockholm and asked with a smile.
F*ck... Su Yun imagined Zheng Ren's next words—There was no one here who could replace him since no one else was better.
Su Yun felt very uncomfortable in his heart.
Should he not be the one to say such pretentious words?
Who gave him the confidence?!
However, after he calmed down and thought about it, Zheng Ren was telling the truth.
Su Yun could not even find a negative example.
If it was a general surgery, Zheng Ren's standard was just decent. He could lead a group in any of the large-scale Class Three Grade A Hospital in the country. However, he would not be amazing.
However, if it was interventional surgery... If one looked at the entire world... Even Professor Rudolf Wagner was kneeling so thoroughly, Su Yun really could not find an example that could slap his face.
"Alright, boss. You win." Su Yun was helpless.
"Then it's settled. Go back and contact Department Chief Kong. The first batch of patients will be performing the guided surgery," Zheng Ren said. "Hurry up and train them up so that the new surgery method can be launched nationwide as soon as possible."
Su Yun knew what Zheng Ren meant. There were at least 100,000 patients in the country who needed TIPS surgery in the late stage of cirrhosis. Every year, the same number of new patients appeared.
One person definitely would not be able to complete them all.
However... Was this not a great way to do business and earn money? There was a high demand. It was difficult for one to get a surgical spot in hospitals so was it not normal that bed prices were exorbitantly high?
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