The Surgeon's Studio Chapter 1392 - A little beast in my heart

Chapter 1392: A little beast in my heart

Xiangjiang, he yang hospital.

After Qin Lu spoke nonsense again, he woke up for a short time.

His eyes no longer had the l.u.s.ter of wisdom. Instead, they were filled with exhaustion as he looked listlessly at his children and grandchildren in the house.

How much of the concern in the eyes of their children and grandchildren was real and how much was fake? who could tell?

He rested for a few minutes and felt that his energy had recovered a little. He opened his turbid and yellow eyes and said,””Qin Tang, stay here. The rest of you can leave.”

Qin Tianming was very respectful and obedient. He looked at the others obediently and said in a low voice,””Qin Tang, don’t talk for too long. Your grandfather is tired.”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Qin Lu with concern and turned around to leave.

The ward was quiet. Qin Lu looked at Qin Tang and asked,””I’m afraid I don’t have much time left. ”

“Grandpa, please don’t say that.” Qin Tang felt guilty.

Although Qin Lu’s eyes were already cloudy, it still seemed as if he could see through people’s hearts.

“I don’t know when I’ll fall asleep again, so be quiet and listen to me.” Qin Lu said lightly, not daring to use too much strength, for fear that he would fall asleep early and have no time to explain to Qin Tang.

Qin Tang nodded.

“You know that I have high hopes for you, but I didn’t leave a large amount of my family property to you. I hope you can understand.” Qin Lu said briefly,”the a.s.sets I left you represent the future.” From the information port to the Chinese medicine port, they eventually turned it into real estate. There’s no future in real estate, you have to understand this. ”

Qin Tang nodded.

Qin Lu looked at him silently. After 10 seconds, he continued,””It’s good that you understand. The shares of those companies are definitely not worth much, but I’ve carefully selected them. Don’t throw your money into a real estate project. This is my last advice to you. ”

“Grandpa!” Qin Tang had a bad feeling.

“Don’t interrupt me. I won’t give up so easily. ” “Who cured Zou Jiahua’s illness?” Qin Lu asked.

“Dr. Zheng Ren from 912.”

“Did you invite him?”

“They did, but the hospital in Room 912 refused. I’ve asked someone to find out more about it. Dr. Olsen from the Royal Sweden Academy of Sciences was studying turbulence with Dr. Zheng at 912. ” Qin Tang tried to explain the situation as simply as possible.

“How can we invite a truly good doctor? You should go there immediately. You know about my situation, right?”

“I know.”

“Go, this is my last hope.” Qin Lu did not feel dejected. Instead, he smiled.”Think about Zou Jiahua’s performance in this matter. You’ll understand a lot of things.”

“……”

“Sense of propriety, heat control, and judgment.” As Qin Lu spoke, his eyes slowly closed again, and a faint snoring sound rang out.

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The next morning, Zheng Ren woke up and saw Yiren’s reply.

He opened it nervously.

Yiren didn’t say anything else, as if it was no different from her usual Goodnight greetings, as if the meeting with her father – in – Law last night was just an illusion.

However, Yiren wasn’t home. Zheng Ren, Su Yun, and Chang Yue were like stray dogs, and they went to the breakfast shop to get a bite.

Su Yun sighed at how Yiren’s cooking was still the best. Under the strange gaze of the breakfast shop owner, she ate until she was half full and rushed to the hospital early.

According to yesterday’s order, the first patient was the one that Chang Yue had requested Zheng Ren to be the chief surgeon for.

In Zheng Ren’s opinion, the effect of Liu Zewei performing the surgery by himself was similar to him performing the surgery himself. The only difference was the time taken and some small details that were not needed for the TIPS surgery.

However, since it was Chang Yue’s request, he would do it.

Zheng Ren was also a little disgusted by how they talked about the patient being a dead ghost while tr.i.m.m.i.n.g their nails and discussing what kind of woman they should look for.

At home, he couldn’t care.

When they arrived at the hospital, the patient would have another layer of ident.i.ty, and Yingying would be his patient!

What right did he have to call his patient a dead ghost? She was dead, but his patient could not die. That was what Zheng Ren thought.

The patient wanted to lie on the bed obediently, but he could not lie down steadily.

A large amount of ascites caused the diaphragm to rise, reducing lung function. Breathing difficulties, poor blood flow, and all sorts of other problems made the patient look particularly uncomfortable.

20 to 30 years ago, the patient’s current condition was beyond cure, and he could only go home and wait for death.

Pumping ascites and lowering abdominal pressure would allow more liquid to seep out of the blood vessels, which would then lead to hypoprotein.

It could only improve the symptoms for one or two days, and the patient could only be comfortable for about 12 hours.

With the appearance of TIPS, patients could choose to risk their lives. If he was lucky and the surgery went smoothly, he would slowly recover with the help of drugs such as urinary tract and portal hypertension if his hepatic cortex was not serious.

It would not be a problem to live for another eight to ten years.

Zheng Ren’s improved version of the TIPS surgery allowed this “terminal illness” to have a high probability of a complete recovery.

Zheng Ren recalled the woman’s face from yesterday and smiled.

“Boss, when can you get me to perform two more surgeries?” Professor Rudolf Wagner also came up. He was extremely dissatisfied with Zheng Ren bringing Liu Zewei to the stage.

The number of patients was limited. Professor Rudolf Wagner and Liu Zewei were like little beasts waiting to be fed, and they needed the experience of countless operations.

He would use surgery to improve his skills to a certain level, and then use a large number of surgeries to stabilize them.

At their age, master alchemists were probably their limit.

Hearing the professor’s question, Zheng Ren smiled.”The community Hospital will be built soon. By then, you’ll be in charge of all the experts from Europe and America who come to learn.”

“Oh my G.o.d, boss, your generosity can light up the entire universe!” Professor Rudolf Wagner said in excitement.

The professor was particularly interested in this. He had forgotten that his original purpose was to be knocked out by Zheng Ren to improve his skills.

“Yiren, what did your dad say yesterday?” Seeing that Xie Yiren was busy, Zheng Ren leaned over and asked in a low voice.

“Nothing much. My mom likes you a lot. She says you’re silly.” Xie Yiren chuckled.

Zheng Ren scratched his head.

It was normal to be silly. Zheng Ren had the right understanding of his performance yesterday.

“Then, uncle ning, what does your father think?”

“He said that you look too honest, but you’re actually dark inside.” Xie Yiren said with a smile.

“…” Zheng Ren did not expect his father – in – Law to give him such an evaluation.

“Let me translate it for you. Look at how scared you are.” “It’s just that you have a little beast in your heart,” Xie Yiren said.”You need to be disciplined.”

Zheng Ren nodded repeatedly.

Yiren was right!

“Hurry up and take a look at the x – ray. The surgery is about to start.” Xie Yiren urged him, afraid that Zheng Ren would keep thinking about his family and delay the operation.

Zheng Ren laughed foolishly and went to look at the x – ray. His habit was still the same as before. He always felt that he could not fully understand the process of the surgery if he did not look at the scans before the surgery.

The patient lying on the operating table was a little timid. He carefully looked at the people around him and asked,”Doctor, can I get off the stage alive?”