Chapter 1245: 1208 It's Definitely Not a Good Bird

Gene testing? Over 2500 genes, if you test them all, the cost would be in the millions, which can be called a huge sum.

But Mei Ha'er casually asked someone nearby, saying something offhand, and just wanted to do it—does that mean international top medical experts don't care about money?

Zheng Ren felt somewhat emotional; Su Yun smiled faintly on the side, shook their head, and seemed to think the same.

Seeing Zheng Ren had no objection, Mei Ha'er and the person nearby said softly, 'Is this the best machine?'

"Third-generation testing has just been introduced; the staff are being trained." That person said respectfully.

"You go do it, speed must be fast." Mei Ha'er said.

They were speaking in Swedish, and the simultaneous interpretation didn't translate this part, so Vice President Yuan didn't know what was happening. He waved his hand and glanced at Su Yun.

"What are you saying?" Vice President Yuan asked softly.

"The patient scheduled for surgery was diagnosed by the boss as having heart ion channel disease, but there's no confirmatory auxiliary examination." Su Yun said.

Vice President Yuan felt somewhat helpless upon hearing this. Mei Ha'er is a world-top cardiology expert; after coming to China, the first surgery he wanted to observe had not yet been definitively diagnosed, only a preliminary diagnosis—this is damn!

Young Boss Zheng is also too careless in his work.

"What then?" Vice President Yuan felt the lights in the hall dim a bit.

"Domestically imported equipment for testing heart ion channel disease is in Di Du; I estimate it's either at Fuwai Hospital or Anzhen Hospital. That person over there, you see, the one speaking while bending over, should be the head engineer or similar; Mei Ha'er said to let him do it personally, finishing as quickly as possible."

"Can't our hospital do it?"

"With over 2500 gene segments, if we test them all, the cost would be over a million and the usefulness would be small." Su Yun said, "Moreover, heart ion channel disease is a rare disease; even if we bought it back, we'd probably use it only a few times a year."

Vice President Yuan nodded, still feeling uneasy inside.

Zheng Lao Ban directly diagnosed a rare disease, and did so without solid clinical evidence. Mei Ha'er wants to run tests to confirm the diagnosis—is this meant to be a slap in the face?

That shouldn't happen, after all Mei Ha'er still needs Zheng Ren to perform the surgery—how could there be reason to offend the lead doctor before the operation?

No! Vice President Yuan suddenly wondered why the name of this disease sounded so familiar.

Heart ion channel disease……heart ion channel disease……

"Su Yun? A few days ago, Zou Jia Hua from Xianggang was diagnosed with this disease, right?" He immediately remembered why it sounded so familiar.

"Yes, the surgery was very successful, and the postoperative check-up was done at Mayo Clinic." Su Yun smiled and said lightly.

Watching Zheng Ren and Mei Ha'er chatting happily in Swedish, Vice President Yuan felt somewhat emotional and asked, "When did you learn Swedish?"

"I learned it a few years ago when I was doing experiments on lab mice and had nothing to do, so I studied for a few days. Not as good as the boss said; he even brought along Mei Ha'er's hometown accent." Su Yun also felt somewhat emotional.

Being able to learn a foreign language is already difficult enough; wanting to master various accents increases the difficulty exponentially.

Just then, Zheng Ren came to Vice President Yuan's side and said, "Director, please accompany the doctor to change clothes first; I'll go check on the patient's family."

"Huh?" Vice President Yuan looked dubiously at Zheng Ren; this statement seemed problematic.

"The patient's family has been causing trouble this afternoon." Zheng Ren said softly, approaching Vice President Yuan.

Vice President Yuan's head buzzed.

Foreign experts and scholars come to China; Zheng Ren performing a demonstration surgery is something Vice President Yuan wouldn't prohibit. After all, Zheng Lao Ban's level speaks for itself—Nobel Prize nomination, visiting professorship at Mayo Clinic—these are all top-tier honors.

But if you're going to do the surgery, just do it—look at what kind of patient you've found! Not only is there no definite diagnosis, but the patient's family is also causing trouble!

Really damn it!

"The situation is rather complicated; I'll go meet with Director Ye first—you go into the operating room first." Zheng Ren also worried that if Mei Ha'er might run into the patient's family.

If they do meet, the patient's family would put on a show of crying, making a fuss, and even threatening suicide—that would be interesting.

Moreover, if I don't take a look, I probably wouldn't feel at ease during the surgery.

Vice President Yuan gave Zheng Ren a cold glance, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, and didn't say anything to him. Instead, he walked over to Mei Ha'er and began introducing the hospital.

"Boss, this matter is a bit serious." Su Yun sighed, turned around, and walked with Zheng Ren via the fire escape to the fifth floor.

"There's nothing to be done, but I estimate Director Ye has already settled the matter." Zheng Ren chuckled, "After all, they specifically requested me to perform the surgery, so things could turn out differently."

Su Yun thought for a moment and seemed to agree that this was possible.

With questions in mind, the two arrived at the fifth floor.

The operating room is on the fifth floor, with patients' families waiting there. The sixth floor is the operating room's lounge and changing room, so medical staff and patients don't use the same passage.

Upon reaching the fifth floor, Zheng Ren immediately saw Director Ye standing by the large floor-to-ceiling window, hands behind his back, gazing outside, lost in thought. His right hand fingers tapped continuously on the back of his left hand, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, as if tapping Morse code.

He quickly walked toward Director Ye, but after just a few steps, there was a slight commotion among the patients' families; one person strode up to Zheng Ren and knelt down with a thud.

Uh……

Zheng Ren was caught off guard by the commotion.

Looking at Director Ye's demeanor, he originally thought the matter had been settled, but he didn't expect someone would still……

Taking a closer look, how could it be that master?

"Young one, your knowledge is shallow; please don't hold the past against me and save my life." The person said solemnly and sincerely, bowing to the ground.

Not only this family was waiting outside the operating room door.

Although it's not early now, there are still seven or eight patients undergoing surgery inside. Their families wait anxiously, some bored. Seeing the excitement, they all rushed over in a swarm.

Director Ye heard the commotion behind him, turned around, and sure enough, it was Zheng Ren.

He turned and walked over, parting the crowd, and came to Zheng Ren.

That person practically prostrated themselves, forehead touching the ground, without saying a word.

Zheng Ren and Director Ye exchanged a glance, deeply helpless.

"Director Ye, this is……"

"Boss Zheng, this is……"

They both asked almost simultaneously.

Nobody knew what was going on, but Zheng Ren immediately realized this.

He had no fondness for that so-called master; Di Du is huge, full of wealth and nobles, and swindlers are many.

Di Du has 30,000 ***; that's no joke.

This person merely belongs to that sort of low-class type. Moreover, Zheng Ren doesn't like at all the things he does; a family of three, perhaps later even more people will die because of a single word from him.

This kind of person is simply not a good person!