Chapter 1182

Luo sai hu zi couldn't grasp the reasoning; he was worried about where to come up with the money needed for treatment.

I really shouldn't have been watching all those livestreams and foolishly tipping the streamers; otherwise I wouldn't be so strapped for cash now.

But it's too late to regret now; his worries are written on his face. He thinks back to the young man he met last night and the old director mentioning that Zheng Lao Ban—could it be him?

No, it must be some old professor. And that young man might be a student of Zheng Lao Ban. My luck isn't bad—I actually managed to meet this Zheng Lao Ban.

But he was just admitted to the hospital, and today he's supposed to have surgery—won't that be a bit rushed?

His head was full of thoughts, a jumbled mess. There was the saliva from when he used to watch streamers primp and pose, the dirt and grime on the old walls of his home, and the antiseptic smell of the county hospital when his wife was sick.

After an unknown amount of time, several doctors walked in.

"Zheng Lao Ban, the test results indicate the situation is not optimistic," said Professor Feng.

Luo sai hu zi stared, glanced at the people who had entered, and the leader was…… actually the 'master' from last night!

Really him? Luo sai hu zi was a bit puzzled.

"I've already contacted Director Chu, push the bed, I'll take him for examination." Zheng Ren said: "Looking at the CT, the condition is quite complex; we'll talk about whether to proceed with Shou Bing after the examination."

Professor Feng nodded, then arranged for two resident doctors to push the bed and accompany Zheng Ren in taking the patient for examination.

"The images are indeed strange." Su Yun recalled the CT the patient brought from the county hospital and said: "Part of the intestines are malformed; the Shou Bing likely needs to open the posterior peritoneum. Boss, the blood vessels there are particularly numerous—do you have a sense of it?"

"If it really can't be done, we can do it in the Hybrid Operating Room; if there's an emergency, we can use embolotherapy." Zheng Ren said: "Try to be as careful as possible; I estimate the problem won't be big."

While saying this, Luo sai hu zi cautiously approached and asked: "Zheng... Lao Ban, right?"

"Hmm, what's up?" Zheng Ren asked with a smile, warm and gentle like spring sunshine.

"Can all the examinations we do be reimbursed?" Luo sai hu zi asked cautiously.

"Yes, the vast majority can be reimbursed. Depending on local circumstances, there might be a slight discrepancy." Zheng Ren replied habitually.

Such an ambiguous answer is unavoidable; the country is too vast, we don't know where patients come from, and we don't know if local health insurance has any special rules.

Thus answering this way is the safest.

"Oh oh, that's good, that's good." Luo sai hu zi, having gotten that answer, breathed a sigh of relief and merely said 'good' sheepishly.

"Don't worry, as long as the condition isn't especially severe, we won't use drugs or consumables that can't be reimbursed." Su Yun found this a bit strange and said to him.

The man didn't say anything else, just carefully held the bed, gripping that pair of hands that were somewhat hot from fever.

Arriving at the CT Shi, since it was an emergency, after waiting less than 20 Minutes they pushed into the CT Shi to prepare for examination.

Zheng Ren swayed, nothing much; the Surgical Training Time had already been used up, all of it spent training while rescuing Director Miao. The detestable Big Pig Trotter didn't issue any tasks either, leaving him a bit at a loss.

Only the task that top surgeons can repeatedly complete provides a tiny amount of Experience Points.

Back when he was in Hai Cheng, Zheng Ren would repeatedly calculate those Experience Points. But now it's just a drop in the bucket; Zheng Ren had long forgotten this task.

The Shou Bing is relatively difficult, and there is no Surgical Training Time left, meaning we must be extremely careful to avoid any mishaps.

There is pressure, but Zheng Ren has thought through the Shou Bing process and believes it shouldn't be a big problem.

While pondering, Luo sai hu zi cautiously approached again and asked: "Zheng Lao Ban, you're so young—are you in big business?"

Zheng Ren chuckled; he certainly believed that his Boss role is the same as bosses in society.

"Boss, you have to take care of your subordinates' food, drink, and bodily needs; the responsibility is great, hence the title Boss. Put another way, it's like in your village—he is the village head. If you fulfill your duties, you lead everyone to a modest prosperity and everyone has food to eat; if you don't, you rely on relief rations and life gets worse day by day." Su Yun explained offhandedly.

The man strained to squeeze out a smile, indicating he understood.

"Um, Zheng Lao Ban, is my wife's condition serious?"

"Serious." Zheng Ren said firmly: "If your family's circumstances are average, I'll try to save as much as possible. But because the delay has been relatively long, the postoperative antibiotic grade will increase, so the cost might..."

Su Yun really didn't want to listen to Zheng Ren speak; this Boss's ambiguous wording really makes one want to punch him.

Although Su Yun also knows this is correct, the urge is an urge, hard to suppress. Especially after recently dissecting a pig liver, he realized that despite countless mental rehearsals, his anatomy skills still fall short of Zheng Ren's, making this urge even stronger.

"The doctor who brought my wife here, this... that..." The man wanted to speak but stopped, stumbling over what to ask, but in the end didn't get it out.

"What do you mean?"

"Accompanying for the check-up, I won't charge you." Su Yun snapped. How can these two talk like that?

"Oh oh, no no, as long as it can be reimbursed, as long as it can be reimbursed." The man rubbed his hands and said.

"Don't worry, I know about your financial difficulties; I'll go back and tell Professor Feng to do everything possible to save you some hospitalization fees." Zheng Ren smiled, comforting the man.

The man's expression of worry and anxiety hadn't changed at all; it remained the same.

Could it be that his wife is discharged but he ends up with an anxiety disorder? Zheng Ren wondered to himself.

The CT was finished quickly; Zheng Ren stayed in the CT Shi to personally do the reconstruction.

It matches the image constructed in his mind: the gastrointestinal tract is malformed, with even the stomach situated in the posterior peritoneum rather than the abdominal cavity.

During the Appendectomy, because half of the intestine was in the posterior peritoneum, the county doctors likely didn't understand; they removed the necrotic part of the appendix, but the irrigation wasn't thorough, leaving inflammatory material that triggered peritonitis and other complications.

It's not easy for a patient to live to such an age, ah, Zheng Ren thought.

Having the specific images, Zheng Ren replanned the Shou Bing route, felt the problem wasn't big, then called Professor Feng to explain the situation.

Professor Feng's side was also very agreeable, he readily agreed, then began preparing for the related matters of the emergency Shou Bing.

Pre-op instructions said to do it himself, Zheng Ren thought, such patients with organ deformities are estimated to be rarely encountered even in 912.

However, it's also not a big problem.

Returning to the Gastroenterology Surgery office, Zheng Ren seized the time to start work.