Chapter 1026: 1003 A Nest of Monsters

One week passed.

The TIPS surgery was being carried out step by step; in the meantime, Zheng Ren went to the liver and gallbladder department in Di Du and the Pengcheng Development Zone to perform second-stage surgeries, while Zhou Chun Yong and Mu Tao could be considered basically finished with their training. Two cases of splenomegaly caused by Ge Xie disease were also operated on, and the surgeries were successfully live-streamed.

Meanwhile, Gao Shaojie's surgeries were also continuing, and the number of surgeries completed under the second stage of Fame Under Heaven kept increasing, drawing close to the mission requirement.

But in the world, when some people are happy, others are unhappy.

During this time, Zhao Wenhua was very unhappy and unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.

Ever since Zheng Ren arrived at 912, he has been displeased with this young man over the bed issue.

At first, Zhao Wenhua didn't plan to do anything; his idea was simple: such a young doctor would definitely make mistakes.

As long as he makes a mistake, I have a chance. Although not every mistake can get him fired, I can try— isn't that right?

Moreover, Zheng Ren is racing down the path of self-destruction, doing everything from live-streamed surgeries to cross-department operations and rare-disease surgeries— he hasn't missed a single one.

But Zhao Wenhua found it strange that, despite all these matters, Zheng Ren handled them almost flawlessly.

He watches every live-streamed surgery, yet Zheng Ren's operations are so steady that they are the steadiest Zhao Wenhua has seen in his decades of medical practice.

Throughout the entire procedure, there was not a single flaw. Even though Zhao Wenhua is already a doctoral supervisor and has personally performed over a hundred TIPS surgeries, he has never seen this kind of surgery or this kind of surgeon.

Zhao Wenhua felt that the person performing the surgery was fundamentally not human but like a machine.

Whether it was one or two live-streamed TIPS surgeries, or six or seven, the result was the same— each seemed to be stamped from the same mold.

Not to mention variations in patient condition or anatomical differences causing surgical fluctuations; even the slightest puncture failure never occurred.

Every time he watched a live-streamed TIPS surgery, Zhao Wenhua had the illusion— Zheng Ren is basically not human.

When Zheng Ren prepared to perform a cross-department hepatectomy for massive splenomegaly due to Ge Xie disease, Zhao Wenhua felt this was a flaw.

To this end, Zhao Wenhua found his old classmate Lin Ge, who serves as deputy director of the Medical Department. But Lin Ge told him that Zheng Ren has a general surgery practice license, so he could only warn Zheng Ren from the hospital's perspective. (Note 1)

However, the work of Xinglin Yuan Company is extremely solid, and Director Ye of the Medical Department also strongly supports the diagnosis and treatment of rare diseases; it would be best not to act rashly in this regard.

Thus Zhao Wenhua could only hope for Zheng Ren's surgery to fail.

He also knew this was wrong; after decades in medicine, the most basic medical ethics deep in Zhao Wenhua's heart told him that such thoughts violated his conscience.

Therefore, for each live-streamed surgery of Ge Xie disease, Zhao Wenhua watched feeling conflicted.

But,

Nothing happened.

Such a large spleen— they said cut and it was cut; intraoperative bleeding was minimal, and the surgery was performed cleanly.

Just like with the TIPS surgery, watching the live broadcast deepened Zhao Wenhua's illusion that the surgeon was not human.

Zhao Wenhua muttered, 'If you have these skills, go to the General Surgery Department! Why come to the Intervention Department to fight over beds with me for nothing!'

But muttering remains muttering; Zhao Wenhua dare not say that to Zheng Ren's face.

Before Director Kong returned, when Zhao Wenhua was acting in charge, he even dared to say a few idle remarks at the morning shift-change meeting, mocking Zheng Ren and his doctors.

But when Director Kong came back, everything changed.

Zhao Wenhua had no doubt that if he openly confronted Zheng Ren, Director Kong would surely turn against him and resist firmly.

Although he considered himself well-connected, he could not withstand Director Kong. As the senior director of 912, the latter possessed stronger resources in every aspect.

After all, he is a senior director.

Not only Director Kong, but even Elder Cui, an old academician of the Engineering Institute, came to stir trouble, making Zhao Wenhua truly unwilling to act rashly.

Since he could find no excuse for major matters, he thought starting with small things might also work.

When Zhao Wenhua had free time, he began to review the patient records of Zheng Ren's team.

A single record runs several thousand words, filled with various examinations, course notes, major histories, pre‑operative discussions, surgical notes, and changes in condition— a bewildering complexity. Even with Zhao Wenhua's experience, even an old doctor like him, straining his eyes, could find not a trace of a flaw in the records.

This was strange; Zhao Wenhua couldn't understand it.

If Zheng Ren's surgeries were done well, there should be many flaws in the records.

Because the surgeries were done well, one could gloss over the paperwork, be lazy and save effort— there was no need to write every record as if preparing for a lawsuit.

However, after Zhao Wenhua examined all the patient records of Zheng Ren's team, he felt furious and wanted to overturn the table.

Who writes records like this?!

Years ago there was a book on medical record standards, but it's long gone.

The records before him were just like they had been torn from the standards book— standard, neat, without a single punctuation error.

Even the parts prone to error, like physical exams and tests, were tightly sealed, leaving no room for leakage.

In the annual hospital medical-record writing competition, Zhao Wenhua had never seen such perfect records— yet he never imagined that in Zheng Ren's team, every patient's record could win first prize, being flawless excellent records.

Writing such a record requires great effort, which Zhao Wenhua knows. In fact, writing records also needs talent; many people, even after repeated reviews, still find mistakes.

But these six 'perfect'-grade records before him made Zhao Wenhua want to cry but have no tears.

That bespectacled girl, who usually just jokes with patients and their families but puts on a stern face when she returns to the office— is she really that strong?

Really, a nest of monsters!

Zhao Wenhua cursed him bitterly in his heart for countless days.

The surgeries were done well, the patients were managed well, and the records were written just as flawlessly as the surgeries.

Zhao Wenhua didn't believe it; he took a magnifying glass and stared every day at the work of Zheng Ren's team.

Finally, more than ten days ago, when Zheng Ren went to Di Du's liver and gallbladder department to perform surgery, Zhao Wenhua found a trace of a flaw.

When going out to fly a knife, doctors must file with the Medical Department. Even with the current trend of multi‑point practice, filing is still required.

He asked Deputy Director Lin, and learned that Zheng Ren had forgotten to file— he had gone privately.

Zhao Wenhua finally laughed.

Such a matter can be big or small; but in his view, it is a major issue, a huge one.

Involving violations and illegal practice, this calls for revocation of the medical license!

This time, even if it means turning against him, he will confront Director Kong to the bitter end. Having finally caught a flaw, if he misses it, he doesn't know when he'll get another chance.

Zhao Wenhua didn't know what sin he had committed; why did seeing Zheng Ren always make him feel unhappy inside?

Actually, as long as there's no medical accident, everyone turns a blind eye to things like the flying knife not being registered in the hospital and lets it go peacefully.

But Zhao Wenhua couldn't bear it; he couldn't stand Zheng Ren's arrogant and overbearing attitude.

General Surgery Department's intestinal obstruction—he himself doesn't do it, so what gives Zheng Ren this damn bastard the right to do it? Isn't that slapping his own face?! After that, the doctors in General Surgery looked at him funny.

Zhao Wenhua thought bitterly.

And what TIPS Surgery, still aiming for a Nobel Prize, is just a pipe dream.

A fire raged in his chest, but Zhao Wenhua didn't act on impulse. His mind stayed calm; after careful consideration, he decided not to provoke Zhou Chun Yong of Di Du Hepatobiliary.

After all, they're neighbors—you can't avoid running into each other. Besides, Zhou Chun Yong is no ordinary guy; back when he was young, he lost the competition for director at a major top-tier hospital in Di Du, grabbed a kitchen knife, and chased the newly appointed director all over the hospital.

Later that director fled by jumping out the window, becoming the butt of the hospital's jokes.

Zhou Chun Yong, meanwhile, went to the newly founded Di Du Hepatobiliary in style, and within three years his business completely overwhelmed the original hospital, venting his spite. (Note 2)

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Note 1: Ringer's solution, also known as Ringer's solution, compound sodium chloride.

Lin Ge, besides containing sodium chloride, also contains sodium ions, potassium ions, calcium ions, magnesium ions, chloride ions, and lactate ions.

An elder brother at our hospital has already retired. When we were working, we knew he was called Lin Ge; every time we used Lin Ge on patients, we felt strange.

Note 2: A true story.