Chapter 1398: line with translation of title

"That person was invited by Mr. Zou Jia Hua of Zou's Real Estate." that doctor said indifferently, the subtext clear, Doctor Huo scoffed and shook his head.

"912 Hospital isn't famous for neurology, right? If we were looking domestically, it should be hospitals like Xiehe or Tiantan." Another person doubted.

"Recently, Mr. Zou's gu poison was diagnosed by this doctor as Heart Ion Channel Disease, and he underwent surgery. The postoperative effect was very good, with no ……"

"That was just a coincidence." Doctor Huo packed up his things, casually said: "There is no modern scientific evidence, randomly diagnosing a disease."

This kind of relatively blind diagnostic treatment based on symptoms to use medication and surgery, I believe you all have seen many in clinical practice.

"912? Is it Doctor Zheng who got the Nobel Prize nomination this year? How did he diagnose?" Doctor Wang suddenly asked.

"He said he had no time, and wanted Mr. Qin to fly to Di Du for further examination." The doctor who said this also couldn't believe it, is Doctor Zheng really that arrogant?

The doctors present, from all over the world, are all experts in their fields. Yet Doctor Zheng actually wants Old Mr. Qin to fly to Di Du.

"What was diagnosed?" Doctor Huo asked.

"He said in the email that he preliminarily thinks it is acute episodic sleepiness disease."

Doctor Wang's eyes lit up.

"Impossible!" Doctor Huo packed up all his materials, decisively turned and left, "Gu poison, witch doctor, even if cloaked in modern scientific garb cannot change this fact. If Mr. Qin Lu chooses to see a witch doctor for treatment, I have nothing to say."

Having said that, he directly left the top-floor meeting room of Harmony Nurture Hospital.

He had no curiosity at all about the diagnosis in the email.

This place doesn't look like a hospital, but rather like a top-tier seven-star hotel.

There are few people, which is completely opposite to the crowded scene at 912 Hospital.

Doctor Wang seemed lost in thought; he didn't rush to leave, but instead stopped the doctor who had last spoken about the email content.

He vaguely recalled that this doctor was an expert at Harmony Nurture Hospital, a Doctor who graduated over twenty years ago from the Jianda Mengte li'er Medical Center.

By that reckoning, he and the speaker are also from the same school and department.

"Could you tell me how Doctor Zheng made the diagnosis?" Doctor Wang asked with a smile.

There is no definite diagnostic process, only a preliminary diagnosis.

"Did he say anything else?" Doctor Wang, encountering for the first time a doctor with the same diagnosis as his own, was especially interested.

But the answer was negative.

In the end, he could only get Zheng Ren's email address, and left resentfully.

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……

When Zheng Ren and Shi Huai Ru left, it was already 5:30 in the evening.

If it weren't for Doctor Mei Ha'er's energy truly being unable to hold up, Zheng Ren felt the two doctors would conduct research work all night.

The hospital allocated another ward to Doctor Olsson's team, placing some urgently needed instruments. The signals transmitted by the instruments are sent back to the large laboratory in the United States, where calculations and corresponding follow-up work will be performed.

It was agreed that three days later, Doctor Mei Ha'er would receive prostate Interventional embolization treatment, using the same specially made guidewire that can transmit blood flow signals.

Zheng Ren did not ask Shi Huai Ru where he was going or what he would do.

Watching him leave without touching the ground with his toes, like a ghost, Zheng Ren highly suspected that this guy wouldn't go to report any work but would find a place to lie down, lying all the way until the end of time.

I've seen lazy people, but never someone this lazy.

Because it's a special task, he couldn't ask too much; Director Pan had already given him this lesson when they were in Hai Cheng.

After leaving the special needs ward, Lin Ge finally let out a breath.

"Zheng Lao Ban, today I watched your research and felt tired; are you still okay?" Lin Ge asked with a smile.

"Not bad." Zheng Ren said: "Director Lin, you've worked hard."

"What Director? It's either a deputy section chief or one without real authority. But having no real authority now is a good thing; just soy sauce, at my age I don't want to achieve anything, pressure is low, pretty good." Lin Ge said.

"If Doctor Mei Ha'er agrees to give two lectures after recovery, normal, what academic conference is the hospital planning to hold using this?" Zheng Ren didn't quite understand.

"Hmm, probably." Lin Ge to: "Academics, if it should be held then hold it; after all, it's about raising academic standing."

Faced with the flood of patients, the weakness of research is self-evident. But this is also unavoidable; Zheng Ren understands.

"Zheng Lao Ban, want to grab a meal together?" Lin Ge asked.

"No thanks, I'm a bit tired, going home, see you tomorrow." Zheng Ren directly refused Lin Ge's invitation.

Just now he said he wasn't tired, this kid…… Lin Ge helplessly watched Zheng Ren's retreating figure as he turned and left.

There's not much resentment, just some envy for such young people.

In the hospital, high technical skill is hardcore; saying anything else is useless.

The phone rang; Lin Ge glanced at it and saw it was Ye Qingqiu.

At this time, it also doesn't let him rest; he feels somewhat helpless.

"Has things wrapped up on Zheng Lao Ban's side?" Ye Qingqiu asked over the phone.

Just finished.

Cardiothoracic Surgery has a hospital-wide consultation; you go host it.

Okay.

After saying that, Lin Ge hung up the phone. He also glanced at the time: 17:35. At this time, a hospital-wide consultation must be a major matter.

"Director Lin, is there a hospital-wide consultation?" Zheng Ren, who was about to leave, suddenly appeared beside Lin Ge and asked with a smile.

……

Lin Ge cursed in his heart, but showed nothing on his face, and said: "Zheng Lao Ban, interested? Let's go take a look."

"Hmm." Zheng Ren happily accepted the invitation. The person's state was completely different from before, when he had readily refused Lin Ge's idea of eating together.

This kind of surgery dog! Lin Ge felt in his heart.

The two walked all the way to the Inpatient Department; Zheng Ren looked at the System Panel's newly issued task, pondering in his heart.

【Urgent Mission: A steamed bun triggers a blood case.

Task content: 120 Emergency successfully rescued a patient with esophageal sharp instrument injury and main artery hematoma.

Task time: 24 hours.

Task reward: Experience Points 100000 points, reputation +1.

The task reward is very ordinary, with no highlights, and also lacks the Luck Value that Zheng Ren longs for.

Esophageal sharp instrument injury, under normal circumstances, refers to the diagnosis that occurs in patients who have swallowed sharp objects such as blades in a suicide attempt.

However, this suicide method is relatively rare, difficult to die from, and extremely painful; ordinary people find it hard to put a blade in their mouth and swallow it in one gulp.

Zheng Ren is relatively interested in this task.

Moreover, the Cardiothoracic Surgery department actually convened a hospital-wide consultation at this time, which surely indicates a particularly tricky patient.

While walking, Zheng Ren called Su Yun and asked him to come along.

Cardiothoracic Surgery's Shou Bing, if I don't tell him, Ming this guy will surely turn against me.