The Surgeon's Studio

Chapter 504: Do It First, Then Deal With It Later

There were several types of interventional surgery for patent ductus arteriosus. At the moment, the most commonly used method was the controllable spring embolus method.

Because of the limited time for surgical training, Zheng Ren decided to concentrate on this specific surgical method.

He did not know what had happened to the System, but he was rarely issued missions nowadays.

Zheng Ren felt a bit regretful. If this were like in the past, patients like Du Chunfang would have ended up being a mission like [Save A Person From Danger] and he would have completed it happily. He could still accumulate some experience points and time for surgical training if that were the case.

However, the System did not react to the situation at all.

Perhaps it was because his skill level had improved? Or it could have been that the difficulty in Du Chunfang’s case lied with her parents refusing to spend even a single cent on her rather than the actual surgery itself.

Was the System uninterested as long as surgery was not involved?

Zheng Ren did not think too much about the System. He was already quite satisfied with where he was right now.

In just a few months, his interventional surgery skills had reached the pinnacle of the world. Was he not already improving at rocket speed?

There was nothing to be dissatisfied about.

The System’s operating theater rose from the ground. Zheng Ren began running the simulation in the unclosed arterial catheter with the controllable spring embolus method.

The surgery was very simple. For Zheng Ren who was at the grandmaster-level, there was no difficulty at all.

The only thing that took up time was that after the controllable spring coil went in, he had to wait for ten minutes. After that, he had to repeat the aortic arch descent angiography before he could be sure that everything was alright.

Therefore, each surgery took about twenty minutes.

After doing ten surgery simulations, Zheng Ren used up all the time he had spent on the surgical training before exiting the System’s space.

He took a puff of his cigarette to cheer himself up. Then, he habitually put out the cigarette and put the remaining half back into the cigarette box.

The time that had passed by in reality was short. Su Yun had not even sent the patient over yet.

It made sense when he thought about it. If he wanted to send the patient to surgery with a rubber ball in his hand, he had to be well-prepared.

Otherwise, if the patient did not go on stage, there might possibly be a major mistake that occurs, causing her to suffocate to death. How could one even consider this to be a possibility?

There was nothing worse than doing bad things with good intentions.

In the operating room, Xie Yiren, Chu Yanran, and Chu Yanzhi were busy preparing for the surgery.

They seemed to have gotten used to the fact that they had to work extra shifts after work.

Although they would moan and groan when they received news of extra shifts in the group chat, they would become serious and work to their hearts’ content the moment they entered the operating theatre.

Zheng Ren was just about to go and help when his phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was Feng Xuhui.

He opened the door and let Feng Xuhui change his clothes and enter the operating theater.

Actually, it was against the rules to let non-surgical personnel into the operating theater.

However, some operations that were rarely performed such as today’s surgery for patent ductus arteriosus were exceptions. Without the help of an equipment supplier who could be contacted so last minute, the patient could only wait for the hospital to go through the long procedure of purchasing equipment themselves. This was definitely a situation where they would be doing the procedure first and worrying about the rest of it later.

They would use it first and go through the pre-procurement procedure.

It was definitely not compliant but since everyone was doing it, Zheng Ren also felt that it was convenient. Therefore, he did not feel like there was anything wrong with it.

“Chief Zheng, your surgeries seem to take less time the more you do it.” When Feng Xuhui saw him, his waist unconsciously bent down.

Not all equipment suppliers would grovel to doctors. Many of them treated him as a friend.

However, in Feng Xuhui’s opinion, Zheng Ren’s skill level...was simply unfathomable.

At the very beginning, it was because of the company’s activities that he came into contact with Sea City General Hospital. At that time, it could be said that this place was a barren land for interventional surgery. Even the most basic consumable materials and equipment were lacking.

There was not even an interventional department. Changfeng itself believed that there were no future plans for the hospital regarding this.

However, Chief Zheng had actually carried out a series of surgeries one after another, every single one of them done with such exquisite skill. Now, he had to carry out heart surgery.

When he thought of heart surgery, Feng Xuhui’s heart could not stop beating wildly.

Among all the interventional equipment, the most profitable ones were not the interventional equipment used to treat liver cancer, but cardiac and blood vessel stents.

Usually when he was facing bigshots, Feng Xuhui’s attitude was the first to go as he would automatically become humble.

He did not feel that there was anything wrong with it.

Zheng Ren smiled and did not say anything. Instead, he began to check the equipment that Feng Xuhui brought.

“Chief Zheng, when can we do the interventional treatment for heart and brain infarction?” Feng Xuhui asked tentatively.

“Not for the time being.” Zheng Ren took a look at the equipment. It was a second-generation amplatzer spring coil made by China Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery.

The level of technology...was relatively poor, but it could be used for treatment.

“Manager Feng, it’s free, right? The patient’s financial conditions aren’t great,” Zheng Ren said with a smile.

“Chief Zheng, since you’ve mentioned it, it’ll definitely be free,” Feng Xuhui answered affirmatively. “It’s payment for the company’s publicity and promotion that you’ve provided.”

“Okay.” Zheng Ren nodded.

“There’s no problem with the equipment quality. It’s just that... I’m afraid that it won’t be convenient for you to use them, Chief Zheng.” Feng Xuhui had recently conducted a comprehensive study on all kinds of intervening equipment. The more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he became.

China Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery’s technological level was still not up to par yet. Their imitations were only at the level of Boston Technology, Cook, and other similar companies from five years ago.

With Zheng Ren’s ability, as long as these big companies paid attention to him, they would definitely be able to provide him with all kinds of the latest equipment.

Feng Xuhui thought that this was a hidden danger.

“No problem. I’m fine with it as long as it’s free.” Zheng Ren was also a little embarrassed. He always asked China Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery for free things. Although he had given them plenty of opportunities, it still felt strange.

“As long as you don’t mind.”

While they were chatting, the door of the operating theater opened, and the sound of a stretcher trolley could be heard from afar.

Zheng Ren knew that the patient had been sent over.

He strode toward the door, wanting to help.

He did not expect to see both Professor Rudolf Wagner and Little Oliver at the door.

“Lil Fugui, why are you here?” Zheng Ren was surprised.

“Boss, I have figured it out!” The professor said excitedly, “Do the prostate...”

“Shut up and help!” Zheng Ren scolded without hesitation, telling the professor not to babble non-stop. The patient was still holding a rubber ball. Just a second earlier and the risk percentage would be much lower.

“What surgery?” The professor then saw Su Yun pushing the bed over. The ICU doctor was hovering over the stretcher trolley while the patient held the rubber ball.

“The artery catheter is not closed.”

“Boss, do you still want to do these small surgeries? Your status isn’t high enough...”

“Just come over and help!” Zheng Ren did not want to disturb the professor’s ‘scientific research’ but since the professor had coincidentally appeared, he would just take the opportunity to make him help around.

“Okay.” Professor Rudolf Wagner came to help.

He was tall and strong, a barbarian with strength. He quickly sent the patient to the operating table. Chu Yanran immediately connected the patient to the suction machine. The potential risk period was now considered to have passed.

“Change your clothes and go on stage.” Zheng Ren saw that the professor still wanted to discuss things with him and immediately stopped him from doing so.