Chapter 1244: 1207 Young people, really can stir up trouble

1207 Young people, really can stir up trouble.

"Huh? Any problem?" Director Ye's face was as if covered with a layer of frost, strangers keep out.

Who would have thought that an internationally renowned expert would come to China to perform surgery, only to run into such a difficult patient?

Even Ye Qingqiu has no experience handling such a thing.

"That's not what I meant, Director Ye." Director Zhang, hearing Ye's tone, realized his worry and explained: "The patient's family, especially the father, has done a complete 180‑degree turn; they now actively request the surgery and say they will fully cooperate. Uh, aside from asking Zheng Lao Ban to take the stage, there's nothing else."

Ye Qingqiu raised his hand, glanced at the time, and said in a low voice: "Head Nurse, hurry up and clean; the doctor will be here in about fifteen minutes."

Having said that, he turned and left the operating room.

Ye Qingqiu didn't change clothes back and forth; he just put on a white coat and went out. Director Zhang accompanied him, briefing him on what had happened during this time.

After Zheng Ren and the others left, the household fell into panic. That master was actually shouted at by a doctor from 912, and he collapsed on the ground, trembling all over.

It's as if his soul had been shouted away.

Ordinary people have never seen such a scene; after things calmed down a bit, the patient's father sought out Luo sai hu zi to learn the situation.

Luo sai hu zi initially kept things vague, but after being given a pack of Yuxi cigarettes, he opened up completely.

Starting from when he brought his wife to the capital, alone and destitute, he began his story. All the way until queuing for night outpatient at 912, when someone called him over and said he was doing fortune‑telling.

Later he underwent surgery; although he is still in the ICU, the doctor said his condition is gradually improving, so his mood has also lifted.

An already somewhat legendary experience, when told by Luo sai hu zi, becomes even more legendary.

The patient's family didn't disbelieve, yet they didn't fully believe either. If it weren't for the master being shouted at beforehand, no one would believe Luo sai hu zi's words.

But according to what he said… the patient's family also found it hard to believe.

While they were hesitating, a relative who had followed the master to the emergency department rushed back, saying that after the master went there, he underwent some examination, was given a tube of sticky substance, and then recovered.

Afterward, that person asked about Zheng Ren's department, refused the emergency department's advice to hospitalize him, and then disappeared.

In fact, the emergency department wasn't intentionally leaking Zheng Ren's privacy; when the patient was sent there, they knew nothing, just hearing an ICU doctor say that Zheng Lao Ban would come first to check his blood sugar.

The blood‑sugar reading was 0.97—indeed hypoglycemia. After pushing 50 ml of high‑sugar solution, he woke up and was fine. He gauged people's expressions, asked a stranger in the emergency department who had saved him.

Thus, the master went straight to the entrance of the intervention department to wait for Zheng Ren, honestly and respectfully. Seeing this, the patient's family finally made up their minds.

I don't know the depths, but that former master certainly does, and besides, there is a precedent: a patient saved by this doctor from 912.

Thus, the patient's father and wife consulted, asked Director Zhang, and decided to have the surgery performed by the legendary Zheng Lao Ban.

That is the whole story; seeing the patient's family change their attitude, Ye Qingqiu also felt moved.

Is Zheng Lao Ban just lucky, or does he truly have abilities beyond medicine? Such a difficult patient actually submitted so easily?

For Ye Qingqiu, as long as the patient's family doesn't cause trouble, that's the best.

The surgery is merely implanting a cardiac pacemaker—not a major operation, with almost no risk. As long as we carefully guard against any mishap while moving the patient from the ICU to the catheterization lab, we'll be fine.

Having calculated everything clearly, Director Ye personally arranged for the ICU chief to escort the patient with the finest staff, stocked the medicines, prepared for every contingency, and stood ready to send the patient to the catheterization lab at any moment.

Although the patient's family has reached an agreement, the Medical Department still treats it like facing a formidable enemy, anticipating every possible oversight.

After quickly consulting Lawyer Ge, Director Zhang took the lead in the pre‑operative briefing, completing this final medical procedure.

The convoy welcoming Doctor Mehari still had ten minutes to arrive; Director Ye personally went to the ICU and came with the patient to the catheterization lab.

All along the way things were calm; the low‑probability incidents did not occur, and the patient was safely delivered to the operating room.

Director Ye let out a breath.

Having been busy until now, I've done everything I could. All that's left is to hope Zheng Lao Ban's skill lives up to the legend, that he resolves the problem cleanly and swiftly.

Zheng Lao Ban… Director Ye thought of this young man, his feelings a tangled mix.

Full of energy, he really can stir things up—no wonder he's the man who wore lead clothing and performed surgery for three days and three nights in Pengxi Township. Today, with a Swedish Nobel Prize committee member coming to China to do surgery, he can still stir up this much; he's indeed a capable person.

Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye; under the accompaniment of Vice President Yuan, Doctor Mehari's party arrived at the catheterization lab.

Zheng Ren also felt a bit dazed; he didn't know what was happening here and was worried whether the patient's family would cooperate.

But the journey remained calm; nothing he worried about happened, and he guessed that perhaps Director Ye had intervened.

As a veteran head of the Medical Department, his intervention was indeed out of the ordinary—truly impressive—and Zheng Ren's assessment of the situation also showed a slight hiccup.

He didn't realize that at this moment he was already being talked about in a certain way.

"Zheng, what kind of patient is this? Could you give a brief introduction?" Doctor Mehari asked.

"Doctor, this patient…" Zheng Ren simply related what he knew, summarizing the medical history—something he did daily as a junior doctor, concise and clear to hear.

This is basic skill honed in Hai Cheng; how could Zheng Ren forget it?

"This patient, you diagnosed it as heart ion channel disease?" After hearing Zheng Ren's introduction, Doctor Mehari had some doubts.

That diagnosis is somewhat hasty.

"Doctor, I've encountered similar cases." Zheng Ren said: "If genetic testing were done, the patient's family couldn't afford it. But whether it's heart ion channel disease or another rare ailment, the final solution is implanting a cardiac pacemaker. So it can be regarded as a form of diagnostic therapy."

Doctor Mehari pondered for a few seconds, exchanged a few words with the person beside him, and that person went out to make contact.

"Zheng, the genetic test for heart ion channel disease is a product sold by the company James works for." Doctor Mehari smiled and said: "We'll draw a blood sample soon and send it for testing. It won't affect your surgery—please rest assured."