Chapter 2135: with translation of chapter title

How old is the patient? Just cerebral hemorrhage, hypertension.

Eighteen.

One question and one answer, both paused at the same time, and it even rhymed.

But at eighteen, this good age developing hypertension, and even severe enough for cerebral hemorrhage, this could be related to a congenital genetic disease.

In an instant, Zheng Ren thought of 23 congenital diseases that could cause hypertension. Meanwhile, Su Yun's black hair in front of her forehead fluttered slightly, as if she was also pondering this.

The car that arrived today, the driver didn't hide to secretly eat chicken, and soon appeared before the two with hazard lights flashing.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun remained silent all the way to Maoyangdian. The excitement from the successful surgery had already been forgotten at the back of their minds; looking forward is what's real.

Zhang Weiyu stood at the roadside, saw Zheng Ren get out of the car, quickly walked over and extended both hands.

"Zheng Lao Ban, you've been really busy lately, I wanted to invite you out to play, but Director Wei blocked you." Zhang Weiyu exchanged pleasantries politely.

Many doctors especially dislike that kind of 'friend' who never says a word in daily life, only sends a holiday greeting, not even a text or WeChat, and only seeks you out when they need medical care.

But that's most people; Zheng Lao Ban thinks this kind of person is fine, provided the illness is truly worth seeing him for, not just a headache or fever that prompts them to show up.

Such people happen to be the most numerous, but fortunately the people around Zheng Ren handle matters with some discretion.

Zheng Ren still has a good impression of Zhang Weiyu, mainly because of the Albino Goat. Xiao Yi Ren didn't say it, but Zheng Ren could guess she's been waiting for winter, for snow.

When the time comes, sitting in the living room eating mutton while watching the snow fall, it will be as comfortable as possible.

"You're too polite." Zheng Ren said, not embarrassed: "I really am busy on my end—who's there?"

"Director Wei, Director Zhang..." Zhang Weiyu said, naming a few familiar or unfamiliar names while walking ahead and opening the door.

"Zheng Lao Ban returns in triumph, congratulations." Director Wei stood up, laughing heartily.

This counts as half a home turf for Director Wei; Zheng Ren quickly smiled and said, "Just did a small surgery, nothing much, nothing much."

"Zheng Lao Ban, come sit." Director Kong laughed and patted the empty chair beside him.

His seat is special, near the middle, but with an empty seat on each side.

It's clearly reserved for Zheng Ren and Su Yun.

"Director, coming out this late at night to eat mutton—can you digest it?" Su Yun chuckled as she sat in the outer chair.

"I saw you guys livestreaming the surgery, then Director Zhang pulled you out and wouldn't let you go home." Director Kong then tossed the topic to Director Zhang.

Not hypertension, but cerebral hemorrhage?

Zheng Ren froze for a moment.

"It's not that Director Zhang wants to discuss something with you; she's already anxious." Director Kong laughed: "If I can't catch you, I'll grab myself instead."

Zheng Ren and several directors sat together, merely smiling without speaking.

"Director Zhang is sly; she knows you're definitely eating at the Women and Children's Hospital tonight, so she first grabbed me to ask whether our hospital wants to start intracardiac intervention surgery, and whether your side can provide technical support."

"No problem at all." Zheng Ren replied bluntly.

How many surgeries I can do, and there's still the TIPS Surgery project over there; I truly can't tell how much energy is left.

Director Zhang willing to do it—that's the best.

"You see, I said Zheng Lao Ban's side is definitely fine." Director Kong said, "If Director Zhang is worried, let's discuss it together. Later I heard you weren't eating over there, so I wanted to find you."

Zheng Ren still doesn't understand what connection intracardiac intervention surgery has with hypertension and cerebral hemorrhage.

From his expression, Director Kong could guess what he was thinking, so he laughed: "Director Zhang's worry is unnecessary; she's afraid you have an emergency, so you won't go to the Women and Children's Hospital dinner and won't be able to come."

"……" Zheng Ren guessed why.

"It just so happens that Xiao Zhang wanted to see a patient these past couple days, so I said I'd call you; if there's no urgent matter, I'll say there's an eighteen-year-old with cerebral hemorrhage and hypertension—you'll definitely be able to come over."

Zheng Ren seemed to see Director Kong holding a bone not far away, while Heizi ran over wagging its tail.

Come to think of it, it's really vivid.

"It's not that complicated." Zheng Ren smiled.

"Boss can't do it, and Director Zhang wants to pursue intracardiac intervention surgery, she'll also need Director Qi's support." Su Yun added.

"Hmm, I asked Director Qi's side, and he's also very interested." Director Zhang said: "I've contacted the PICU side; thoracic is a bit vague, I'll go there directly tomorrow. Others don't dare, so I'll go find Gu Lao."

In this set of procedures, the position of Cardiothoracic Surgery is the most awkward.

If the surgery succeeds, it has nothing to do with them. As soon as they appear, it means the surgery failed, and they perform surgery on a fetus that has already experienced cardiac arrest after a cesarean.

Basically, the role of thoracic is to take the blame.

It's not just any blame; it's the kind that will inevitably cause problems.

Nobody would want to do this surgery.

Director Zhang also understands this, so she still has to personally go persuade the thoracic side. As for the final benefits……although saying the benefits is a bit cliché, it's necessary.

This is a link in the intracardiac surgery chain; taking the blame still requires someone to do it. As for what price to pay, Director Zhang hasn't figured it out yet.

Otherwise, for a slightly more difficult aortic dissection, we wouldn't even attempt it on our side and would just hand it all over to thoracic?

Just after sitting down, without much small talk, Director Zhang eagerly began to share her ideas and consult Zheng Ren on the surgical technical details.

It seems she's also pondered this technique for a long time, but just lacked the opportunity and never dared to try.

Today Zheng Ren went to the Women and Children's Hospital to perform intracardiac intervention therapy, directly dumping all the favorable timing, location, and harmony onto Director Zhang's head.

Zheng Ren didn't hide anything, laying out a large pile of technical details in a leisurely manner.

Su Yun felt a little regret; the boss pays more attention to technology, or one could simply say this guy only cares about technology.

Calling him a 'surgery dog'—this title applied to his head can be said to be well-deserved.

After saying that, he went on for nearly two hours; in the end Director Zhang's brain was burning and she became a bit muddled, starting to speak nonsense, and then it stopped.

A surgery of this difficulty definitely requires long study; it's impossible to master it after just a meal and two hours of talk.

If Director Zhang could achieve this, Zheng Ren would have to suspect her interventional level has already reached peak level.

"Xiao Zhang, keep the mutton soup hot; Zheng Lao Ban hasn't eaten anything yet." Director Wei said.

Zhang Weiyu went to the back kitchen, after arranging things returned.

Well, what's the deal with the patient with cerebral hemorrhage and hypertension? Zheng Ren still hadn't forgotten this "bait".