Chapter 1294: with translation of chapter title

"It's useless to explain." Zheng Renyi spread his hands and said: "The pathogenesis of this disease is unclear, and treatment is even more uncertain."

"" Chang Yue was speechless.

"Better to let the patient's family understand it that way than to speak of a baseless diagnosis." Zheng Ren said: "That saves us from having to explain countless things. If the family then takes the patient around looking for a hospital to treat, only to be cheated, what can we do?"

What Zheng Ren said seemed somewhat reasonable, but Chang Yue always felt something was off, yet could not put it into words.

"Boss Zheng, your clinical experience is truly rich." Liu Zewei said with a chuckle.

Some things, once explained clearly, plus being not one's own affair and trusting Zheng Ren, are easily accepted.

But for the patient's family to accept it so easily is impossible.

"I saw it in a journal." Zheng Ren smiled.

"What other symptoms were mentioned in the report?" Liu Zewei asked curiously.

Such things are rather strange and odd, and to make conversation, we ask more.

"There was a female patient whose hand uncontrollably grabbed her hair, trying to lift herself off the ground."

"" Liu Zewei was speechless, what situation is this? But if it were treatment, just shaving the hair clean would make it impossible to grab, which is simple.

"Also, there were several car accidents." Zheng Ren said: "The driver was driving, his hand suddenly uncontrollably grabbed the steering wheel, then some hit the roadside, some fell off a cliff."

"If they fell off a cliff, wouldn't they be dead? How would we still know?" Chang Yue asked.

"Really, Su Yun has led me astray," Zheng Ren thought. "Can't we keep it simple? Even gossip has to be analyzed logically? Isn't that tiring?"

"There's water below the cliff, and the car has airbags." Zheng Ren replied expressionlessly.

"Is there really no way to treat it? I'll ask Hu Hai; he's a neurosurgeon, see if he knows." Once Liu Zewei starts gossiping, he's quite professional.

Zheng Renze had no interest in what came next, and instructed Chang Yue to call Professor Rudolf Wagner.

Chang Yue didn't understand at all. Zheng Ren explained, saying that if he called himself, he feared the professor would immediately shout.

Tomorrow is the surgery; Zheng Ren had a rough guess about what Doctor Mehari thought. The doctor had already touched the transparent ceiling between master-level and peak-level, and wanted to watch his own surgery, to see the whole process with his own eyes.

Or perhaps Doctor Mehari's own skill is extremely high, and he doesn't trust others to perform the surgery, so he wants to watch it himself.

All are possible; Zheng Ren didn't care much. Just treat it as a surgery live broadcast, as long as the doctor doesn't move around.

More than ten minutes later, Professor Rudolf Wagner's voice came from the doorway.

"Oh my goodness, Boss, I've missed you so much!"

Hearing that familiar Northeastern accent, Zheng Ren also felt nostalgic.

However, Zheng Ren refused to hug.

"Fugui'er, sit." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"Boss, I used the hemostatic forceps to..."

"Never mind that; what requirements does Doctor Mehari have for the surgery?" Zheng Ren didn't want to hear Professor Rudolf Wagner talk about using hemostatic forceps to hit someone.

It seemed the professor and Su Yun were both quite interested in this approach, but I myself had little fondness for it.

One must also control oneself, not strike the radial styloid of some director in room 912, and not give people an impression of arrogance.

"Requirements?" The professor thought, then said: "The doctor said he wants to discuss the surgery's progress with you. Boss, I've never understood this demand. He's a patient, he is a patient! When taking the stent, myocardial ischemia can occur at any moment; if we still discuss the condition with you, serious problems could arise!"

"I also have some worries, but it's not a big issue; I'll go talk to Doctor Mehari about this later." Zheng Ren said.

"Boss, you're truly full of character." Even so, Professor Rudolf Wagner didn't say anything else, but directly praised: "Your confidence in surgery is as dazzling as the sun, making it hard to look straight at."

"Let's get down to business; what other requirements do you think the doctor might have?" Zheng Ren automatically ignored the professor's praise.

"Actually, I think if this were in Sweden, those doctors who exaggerate would definitely keep having hospital-wide consultations, gathering everyone to devise a supposedly stable plan... which is actually a bald-faced counter-proposal." The professor said.

"" Zheng Ren instantly felt the professor had become a stranger. This Northeastern dialect, I haven't spoken in many years; hearing it from the professor's mouth is really hard to accept.

Seeing Zheng Ren's unpleasant expression, Professor Rudolf Wagner stopped his chatter, thought a bit, and seriously said: "Boss, actually I don't know either."

"Oh, okay." Zheng Ren also didn't mind: "Then let's go see Doctor Mehari."

The professor stood up and smiled at Chang Yue.

"Fugui'er, have you checked the equipment?" Zheng Ren asked while walking.

"I have, well, I feel that Doctor Mehari lying on the operating table could smoothly see the whole surgery." Professor Rudolf Wagner said: "Boss, if I were doing the surgery, I'd surely be nervous. I worry... I worry that the doctor might show symptoms of a myocardial infarction during the operation."

"It's nothing, just an ordinary surgery." Zheng Ren said: "The difficulty isn't great; I think there's nothing to discuss. Only some special instruments are needed, you've seen them, right?"

Professor Rudolf Wagner had nothing to say in response to Zheng Ren's confidence.

"Boss, tomorrow we'll have the most professional cardiac interventional instruments and doctors. I've looked them over; find time to take a glance."

"No need; tomorrow you just come and set up the table for me." Zheng Ren chuckled.

The professor suppressed his inner excitement, and behind Zheng Renhe vigorously nodded.

"Exactly, those doctors are hopeless. If it weren't for you, Boss, Doctor Mehari would..." As he spoke, the professor realized he'd said too much.

Zheng Ren walked ahead, Professor Rudolf Wagner followed behind; the professor asked Su Yun a few things, exchanged some idle talk, and they arrived at the special-needs ward.

In the special ward, Section Chief Mao and a translator were present; she was eagerly talking with Doctor Mehari's assistant.

Seeing Zheng Ren enter, Section Chief Mao smiled and went up to meet him.

"Boss Zheng, you've come."

Zheng Ren nodded, gave a slight smile, said nothing, and walked straight to Doctor Mehari.

Doctor Mehari was sitting with eyes closed, meditating; when Zheng Ren approached, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Doctor, I've come for a pre-op check on the patient." Zheng Ren smiled and said.

Section Chief Mao watched Zheng Ren from behind, feeling angry but powerless. Feeling annoyed, she only whispered a few words to Doctor Mehari's assistant, then gave Zheng Ren a deep look and left quietly.

"Zheng, I thought you wouldn't come for the pre-op."

"How could that be."

"Zheng, I really look forward to tomorrow's surgery; your hands truly have been kissed by Heaven. I think tomorrow's surgery will be most splendid."

Zheng Ren shook his head; Doctor Mehari is truly obsessed with technique to the extreme. Those who don't know might think tomorrow he's performing surgery on someone else.