Chapter 1679: 1622 Thanks (Alliance Leader Chashan Yinkè Extra Chapter 5)

"What happened next?" After waiting a long time, Hua Liang couldn't hold back and asked.

Later Zheng Lao Ban discovered that a ceramic fragment left from the hip replacement surgery three years ago, as the patient walked, scraped the prosthetic femoral head, causing cobalt metal poisoning. He had already performed hip replacement surgery on the patient, and the surgery was successful.

"And Massachusetts... the surgery three years ago, was it done by Massachusetts General Hospital?" Hua Liang's thoughts flashed like lightning, he reined in at the brink, held his words, and got to the truth.

Yes, so Massachusetts General Hospital sent a letter requesting Zheng Lao Ban become a lifetime professor at Massachusetts General Hospital.

When Ye Qingqiu said that, even she felt it wasn't real.

It's only been a month, and he received two invitation letters from internationally renowned hospitals: a visiting professorship at Mayo Clinic, a lifetime professorship at Massachusetts General Hospital.

Zheng Lao Ban's progress is so great that I can barely keep up.

What "barely keep up"? I already can't keep up.

Hua Liang didn't question it, but pondered its meaning.

Hua Liang knew about the visiting professorship at Mayo Clinic. At the director's office meeting, Director Yan personally said it, so there was no need to verify.

But a lifetime professorship at Massachusetts General Hospital...

The gap between a visiting professorship and a lifetime professorship is so huge it's hard to put into words; Hua Liang finds it hard to accept this as fact and falls silent.

"Qingqiu, I'm going to the community hospital for clinic duty; keep an eye on Director Yan's surgery. Also, don't delay any other matters here." Vice President Yuan, pleased with Director Hua, began to assign tasks.

Ye Qingqiu nodded.

"Everyone in the Health Care Group is here, let's hold a meeting to decide on policy and see who has a good idea." Vice President Yuan continued: "Right, Zheng Lao Ban, come down, don't let him leave; first attend the Health Care Group meeting."

"Okay." Ye Qingqiu stood at attention and gave a clean, crisp reply.

"Director Hua, I'm going to get busy; you handle this side." Vice President Yuan said.

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At 18:23, in the operating room, Zheng Ren had already extracted two fresh clots.

Director Yan's three coronary arteries, two are blocked, yet he feels nothing. If we delay any longer, by the time we get to the community hospital, it'll be time to issue his death notice.

"Boss, should we place a stent?" After the thrombectomy, with good angiography, Su Yun asked.

"Director Yan, would you like a stent?" Zheng Ren asked.

"No." Director Yan felt much better; the tearing heart-and-lung pain had vanished.

Each time a clot segment was removed, Su Yun placed it on gauze to show him.

The dark red clot looked stark against the gauze. This is the deadly thing; usually we stay alert, but we never expected it to cause a major crisis at a critical moment.

"Director." Su Yun laughed, "Even if you support domestic products with this domestic stent, it'll be easier to explain to patients later. Look, our director uses the Long Wind stent—it's great!"

Director Yan could only laugh and cry.

He knew Su Yun was telling a joke to calm his emotions a bit.

This joke really isn't funny, after all, hundreds of students are still waiting in the emergency department to be transferred.

At this moment, lying in the hospital bed, I feel like a deserter no matter what.

"Doctor Su, how's the emergency department?" Director Yan asked.

"Director, don't pull that 'no fighting for minor injuries' stunt." Su Yun continued nagging, "Our 912 unit dares to fight tough battles and can win them. Whether you're here or not, it's the same."

"If we don't place a stent, the surgery is over." Zheng Ren asked, "Have we notified the VIP ward?"

"By the time you finish speaking, the cucumber dish will be cold." Su Yun said disdainfully.

"Send him to the VIP ward." Zheng Ren pulled out the guidewire and catheter.

Director Yan's thrombectomy procedure was declared complete.

"Zheng Lao Ban, the hospital notified you to go to the administrative meeting room for consultation." The nurse, after receiving the notice, told Zheng Ren.

"Is it the Health Care Group meeting?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Yes!"

Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun, who pursed her lips.

"Has Director Zhang of Cardiology arrived?" Zheng Ren shouted.

As he was speaking, Director Zhang of Cardiology, having changed clothes, rushed in.

"Director Zhang, you've come at just the right time; Director Yan has entrusted this to you." Zheng Ren said politely.

"Is the surgery done?" Director Zhang asked in surprise.

"Mm." Zheng Ren nodded, "Just glance at the machine's surgery log for the record; that'll be a hassle for you. I have things to do on my end, so I probably won't have time to write it."

Director Zhang had already heard about this; knowing the Health Care Group would make a collective decision, she was merely astonished that Zheng Lao Ban's surgery was done so quickly.

"The LAD and LCX are blocked, the clot is on the table; you'll take a look soon. Just go back and take meds—normal is fine; the director didn't agree to a stent." Zheng Ren said offhandedly, "Then I'm leaving."

"Director, we're leaving first." Zheng Ren then said to Director Yan.

"Go." Director Yan said in a low voice.

He fell silent for a few seconds, seeing Zheng Ren and Su Yun tear off their sterile gowns, turn and exit, Director Yan suddenly said: "Zheng Ren, Su Yun, thank you."

Zheng Ren turned his head, his eyes slightly crinkling. He didn't say much more, then turned and left with Su Yun.

"Director, this is... a close call..." Director Zhang of Cardiology, looking at the two large clots, said with lingering fear.

"I don't even know what happened; I was preparing to go to the community hospital to hold down the fort, when Doctor Zheng dragged me to the emergency resuscitation room for an ECG." Director Yan recalled the recent events, feeling somewhat dazed.

I was yelled at by a junior doctor under me, and looking at him, he seemed like he wanted to beat me up.

Director Yan could feel that if he struggled any further, he would really get beaten.

"How was it discovered?" Director Zhang surrounded Director Yan, finishing the cleanup work left by Zheng Ren and Su Yun.

"I don't know either; at that time I didn't feel any chest or back pain, just that my teeth were a bit uncomfortable, and I thought it was the students from Capital Medical University making a fuss, causing internal heat." Director Yan sighed.

"……" Director Zhang remained silent.

Indeed, early symptoms of myocardial infarction may not occur in the precordial area; occasionally they present as tooth pain, making misdiagnosis and missed diagnosis especially likely.

What a mess that turned into, Zheng Lao Ban didn't let even this small detail slip. Their Shou Bing level is high, Diagnostic Level... even higher! Moreover, meticulous as a hair, this person is not ordinary.

"Rest well, when I came I saw an Emergency Rescue Service vehicle sending students to the Community Hospital." Director Zhang comforted Director Yan.

"No amount of tossing and turning will help." Director Yan sighed, "This is precisely because Zheng Lao Ban discovered it early; otherwise, in about an hour you'd have to rescue me. In a day, they'd have to hold a memorial service for me."

Although Director Zhang was somewhat dissatisfied, he knew Director Yan was telling the truth. Early detection, early diagnosis, early treatment—this is the most crucial.

If we wait until after the major onset to come, these two clots blocking the Blood Vessel would cause massive myocardial ischemia; the person would likely already be dead.

Just now Director Yan said thank you; if those words were directed at myself, how nice that would be.