Chapter 222: line with translation of chapter title

"......" Director Kong was stunned.

Zheng Ren looked at Director Kong with an innocent and bewildered gaze, truly not knowing what this old director was thinking.

Director Kong also had ordinary thoughts; what he said was already quite blatant, how could Doctor Zheng lack any sense of propriety?

Forget it, let's give it a try; after all, I'll oversee it.

Director Kong finally made up his mind once again; having drawn the bow, there's no turning back—if he were to refuse now, wouldn't he be a fickle petty person?

Moreover, after so many years as a doctor, Director Kong has seen countless patients with liver cirrhosis nodules turning into liver cancer. In such cases, surgical treatment is generally impossible; Interventional surgery…… cannot precisely treat it, only allowing iodized oil to permeate the liver and whole-liver chemotherapy perfusion.

Even if there is only a slight possibility, Director Kong is willing to try.

Even at the risk of academic fraud and ruin to his reputation.

"Then look at the materials." Director Kong forced out a smile, uglier than crying, "I'm currently with these patients; if you need anything, I'll help you contact them."

"Then thank you, Director Kong." Zheng Ren smiled, sunny and open, even faintly carrying an air of condescending confidence.

Su Yun glanced at Director Kong, seeing Director Kong's hesitant look, as if wanting to speak but holding back.

He differed from Zheng Ren; having long mingled in the scientific circles of Di Du, he was familiar with people, broad in experience, and with a nimble mind, a little thought sufficed to know Director Kong's intentions.

He gave a cold snort, not directly opposing Director Kong, but his displeasure was evident.

Zheng Ren didn't notice the undercurrents around him; his entire attention was on the patient.

First he looked at the patient's medical history, then began examining the films the patient brought. After that, he took Su Yun to examine the patient.

The first patient was from out of town, over sixty, with a somewhat dark complexion, a short temper, speaking in a local dialect of unknown accent.

Language was inconvenient, communication slightly hindered. With the combined effect of language and gestures, Zheng Ren took a little over thirty minutes to clarify the patient's condition.

It turned out the patient had a history of hepatitis B for over thirty years, splenomegaly, liver cirrhosis, accompanied by portal hypertension and gastric varices.

A month ago, due to hematemesis, he was hospitalized locally. When a liver CT was performed, a possible malignant transformation was found. After an enhanced MRI, local doctors judged the whole liver had extensive malignant transformation, deeming it without treatment value.

However, the local doctors still advised the patient to go to Di Du for a look, hoping for a miracle.

After Zheng Ren finished inquiring about the medical history, he returned to the office, recorded what needed recording, then continued to inquire about the next patient.

Su Yun, however, silently followed Zheng Ren; unlike Chang Yue, who held a pen and paper to record the details of Zheng Ren's inquiries, he folded his arms, as if none of this concerned him.

Zheng Ren basically didn't notice Su Yun, treating him as if he were air.

When Zheng Ren saw the third patient, he heard a familiar accent.

After carefully checking the patient's native place, Zheng Ren discovered that the patient named Qin Liren came from Sheng Cheng, making him a fellow townsman.

Qin Liren was also pleased, not expecting to meet a doctor from his hometown here.

"Little doctor, why didn't you bring your chest badge?" Qin Liren wanted to see Zheng Ren's name to get closer.

After staying one day in a Di Du hospital, he was already on the verge of breaking down.

The noisy ward made it impossible to sleep peacefully; for someone with neurasthenia like him, this was an unsolvable problem.

There was nothing to do; he could only grit his teeth and endure.

Thus Zheng Ren's appearance was no less than a ray of dawn.

"Oh, I'm not a doctor from this side. My surname is Zheng, I'm Zheng Ren; you can call me Doctor Zheng or Xiao Zheng." Zheng Ren smiled, lowered his head, and recorded Qin Liren's medical history.

Qin Liren's smile stiffened.

Not a doctor from this side? Then he must be a trainee.

Although unfamiliar with the medical system, Qin Liren still had some understanding of the difference between trainees and regular doctors.

No wonder he ran into a fellow townsman; it turns out he came here for training.

Trainee doctors…… Qin Liren felt a bit disappointed, but no matter what, trainees count as outsiders; after all, they cannot offer the conveniences that regular doctors can.

Just now he was thinking whether to slip Zheng Ren a few thousand dollars to see if he could arrange a private room; now he sees it's completely unnecessary.

Could a trainee doctor have such authority? Qin Liren didn't believe it.

"Xiao Zheng, you came here to train, how long has it been?" Qin Liren had many thoughts in his mind but didn't show them on his face, still asking gently.

"I'm not a trainee; I'm just here to look around, observe a bit, and I'll go back in a few days." Zheng Ren chatted casually, then continued asking: "Do you feel uncomfortable lately?"

Qin Liren was stunned; after all, he wasn't in the medical field.

Someone like Zheng Ren—neither a regular doctor of the Di Du Hospital nor a trainee, just here to observe? This is utter nonsense!

Qin Liren felt that running over to ask this and that was just wasting his time!

"Xiao...... Xiao Zheng, you handle some odd jobs." Qin Liren didn't answer Zheng Ren's medical history inquiry, but asked somewhat displeased.

"I'll take the medical history, wait for Director Kong to contact the 64-slice CT; after the CT tomorrow morning, I'll do the reconstruction, and if there are no surgical contraindications, I'll perform the surgery on you the day after tomorrow." Zheng Ren said.

Su Yun's facial muscles twitched a few times.

In this situation, probably only Zheng Ren fails to sense what Qin Liren is thinking.

He has his mind wholly focused on the patient's surgery.

This guy…… Su Yun is quite speechless.

Upon hearing Zheng Ren say that, Qin Liren's dark complexion immediately deepened; he stopped engaging with Zheng Ren, simply lay down, and covered his head with the blanket he had always disliked as unclean.

Zheng Ren stared for a moment, shook his head, and left the ward.

"You really don't know what he's thinking?" Su Yun asked behind Zheng Ren.

"I know."

"Then you still speak frankly."

"The choice lies with the patient; he wants Director Kong to perform the surgery, and I have no right to stop him." Zheng Ren returned to the office and explained the situation to Director Kong.

Director Kong still remembered the phone call he had received a couple of days earlier; the patient named Qin Liren was someone he had arranged to be hospitalized.

After personally communicating with the patient, Qin Liren firmly refused to let Zheng Ren, this Hai Cheng doctor who came merely to "observe," perform the surgery.

Director Kong also felt helpless, but the patient's wishes must still be respected.

Patients with liver disease usually have bad tempers; Director Kong didn't say much more, simply communicated briefly, then handed Qin Liren over to his doctoral student, Shen Liang, who now serves as the Inpatient Chief, to handle.

As for the surgery, it should be done by my own Shen Liang; if someone calls, Director Kong might be able to go up and take a look. If no one calls, they won't even look; during the pre‑operative consultation and rounds, explaining my analysis of the condition and telling the Doctor student what to do is enough.

The Doctor here has a level comparable to that of a director at a municipal‑level tertiary hospital; Director Kong still has this confidence.

However, the number of patients for whom Zheng Ren performed the Shou Bing underwent a Reduction from five to four.