The Surgeon's Studio Chapter 473 - Small Tycoon Kebabs

Chapter 473: Small Tyc.o.o.n Kebabs

Zheng Ren did not know how to answer. He could only laugh dryly.

Zheng Ren could not hate this couple. Moreover, he had a faint appreciation for them. He did not know why.

“Teacher… Teacher Zheng,” Gao Shaojie suddenly said.

When he heard Gao Shaojie call him ‘teacher’, Zheng Ren was shocked.

“Teacher Gao, you shouldn’t call me that.” Zheng Ren quickly waved his hand.

“No, no. I must.” Gao Shaojie was very determined. “Teacher Zheng, the The First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University has already accepted four patients. They have performed preoperative examinations and have no surgical taboos.”

Although Gao Shaojie had said that there would be ten patients at a time, Zheng Ren knew that was only the most ideal state.

The professors at the The First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University would come out one day a week for specialist consultations. The patients they accepted would be operated on the following week.

This cycle continued.

It would be a bit of a joke if they had to accept 10 patients for TIPS surgery in one day.

Unless Gao Shaojie had the intention to make an appointment, leave the number of patients required, and collect all 10 of them to conduct the surgery simultaneously, it would be impossible.

If there were four of them, then so be it. The Provincial Capital was not far anyway, and the high-speed train would arrive very quickly.

The surgery was not a problem. The problem lay at home.

He was already so busy… Was it really alright for him to leave to go and do the surgery himself?

Zheng Ren thought about it and said apologetically, “Teacher Gao, I’m sorry. You’ve seen the situation here. We really don’t have the manpower.”

“It’s okay. I’ll finish your prostate embolization tomorrow and go back to settle the patients myself. Tell them not to be anxious.” Gao Shaojie understood.

For the sake of learning, what did it matter if the bed usage rate decreased a little? What did it matter if the patient’s work was difficult?

Zheng Ren nodded. This was the only way.

The peaceful and quiet atmosphere in the afternoon was completely gone after the incident with the fake signature.

Zhong Min still had a lingering fear. She sat on the side with a terrible expression on her face.

Zheng Ren comforted her a little but was unable to provide her comfort through words.

Although this matter was resolved easily, if Zhong Min had not realized that the words on the preoperative signature were gone, the consequences would be extremely serious.

Regardless of whether the surgery was successful or not, as long as the family members raised objections, this would have become a huge matter.

Without a signature and the authorization of the medical affairs department, who would dare to perform the surgery?

If the patient was fine, it would cause a stir. Once the patient’s recovery was not stable after the surgery, it would definitely cause a huge uproar even if the patient’s family member pretended not to have done it, they performed the surgery and was discharged from the hospital normally.

If this medical record was thrown into the medical record room, it would also be picked out and judged to be a grade-c medical record. After that, the doctor who wrote the medical record would lose his bonus for the next one to three months.

Whether he needed to go to the medical office to talk about it or not, that was another matter.

“Chief Zheng, you’re not qualified to be a boss.” Chang Yue mocked Zheng Ren at the side.

“Huh?” Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment. He recalled the process of handling the matter in the afternoon. It was almost watertight, and he did not s.h.i.+ft the blame at all. If he wanted to s.h.i.+ft the blame, it should have been Chief Physician Pan rather than Zhong Min there.

Did he seem that incompetent?

“This matter has frightened Little Min. You should treat her to dinner tonight to calm her down,” Chang Yue said.

Zheng Ren kept quiet. It did not matter if they ate, but when he thought of the table full of people gathered together and talking in a mess, Zheng Ren felt a headache creeping up.

“Look at your heartache. If you don’t eat expensive food, you can at least eat kebabs, right?” Chang Yue joked.

“No, no, it’s not heartache,” Zheng Ren quickly explained. He took out his phone and called Su Yun.

“Something happened in the department… It’s fine. It’s been resolved. ”

“Well, I have to calm Zhong Min down tonight. I’ll treat her to kebabs. Can you come here in an hour’s time? ”

“Okay, it’s settled then.”

Zheng Ren put down the phone and said with a smile, “The ICU patient still seems to be stable. His urine output has already reached 30ml per hour. Su Yun said he can come.”

“Then I’ll mention this in the group chat. Don’t call Chief Physician Pan. The old chief can’t be there,” Chang Yue said.

Yang Lei was on duty today. He could only sit quietly in the corner and watch Chang Yue begin to arrange for her meal.

In the afternoon, the ward was very quiet. After a few days of busy work, he could finally have some quiet rest.

When it was time to get off work, the Chu Sisters and Xie Yiren came to the emergency ward with a bunch of flowers. Everyone carpooled and went to eat barbecue together.

Speaking of eating barbecue, Zheng Ren only ate at one restaurant. It seemed like there was only one restaurant in his mind.

He was such a character…

Actually, it was hard to comment much about this.

In the hundred years of loneliness, there was a saying: “All the brilliance that once existed in one’s life must be repaid with loneliness.”

Zheng Ren’s situation was the opposite.

All the loneliness that he had in his life must be repaid with brilliance.

For him to be able to get to this point, the System’s help was only one factor.

In the System’s operating theatre, there were not many people who could endure the loneliness and carry out surgeries for hundreds of hours continuously.

Zheng Ren just happened to be one of those people.

Since Zheng Ren was the one who treated them to food and barbecue, the only place they could choose was the kebab shop next to the rented house that Zheng Ren used to live in, Small Tyc.o.o.n Kebabs.

This was an old-fas.h.i.+oned name.

The kebab shop was opened by a young couple, starting right below Zheng Ren’s rental house. Because the business was particularly good, people got jealous and it was constantly closed down.

But after a few years, they had also acc.u.mulated some money. They gave up on the casual shop and set up a shop in a place a little further away as they started to run a more proper business.

Zheng Ren was too lazy to look for other shops. In the past, when he was in the General Surgery Department, he would perform surgery until midnight and before he went home, he would go to the shop to buy twenty kebabs.

He would eat them as he walked. When he reached home, he would be full. Then, he would wash up and sleep, saving time and effort.

For a foodie, this kind of behavior was unforgivable.

But for Zheng Ren, this was the best kind of energy-replenis.h.i.+ng behavior that would not waste time.

Everyone quickly a.s.signed who would drink, who would drive, and who would rush back for surgery if there was an emergency.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was very interested in this event. He had been at Sea City General Hospital for a long time now and there was nothing interesting that happened.

This boring life without beer and music had almost driven Professor Rudolf Wagner crazy.

Who asked Zheng Ren to be such a boring person?

If it was not because he could learn the coveted prostate interventional embolization here and that Zheng Ren could perform TIPS surgery at such a high level, the professor would have run away long ago.

Was this also life?

No, this was h.e.l.l!

The professor, Little Oliver, and the Chinese-American international student, as well as Gao Shaojie, also said that they were going.

However, the car was small. When Little Oliver came to China, he rented a car in Sea City through the international student that he could use as a means of transportation.

Speaking of eating, only Zheng Ren was in a calm mood while the others were in high spirits.

Lively downstairs to the parking lot, Xie Yiren pulled Zheng Ren into her car as she drove off first, leading the way for everyone.