Chapter 431: 423 No Future in Surgery

After getting out of the car, Feng Xu Hui took two large rolling suitcases from the trunk, inside which were the radiofrequency ablation machines.

Zheng Ren felt a bit embarrassed, wanting to help, but Feng Xu Hui firmly refused.

How could such rough work be left to Chief Zheng to do?

Gao Shaojie watched Feng Xu Hui, thinking of his own supplies supplier in his mind.

Wang Qiang's car arrived shortly after, and he followed behind Gao Shaojie with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Chief Zheng, you've been really busy today." Gao Shaojie leaned close to Zheng Ren, smiling, and said, "Don't you have many emergency patients?"

"Quite a few." Zheng Ren said, "But it can't compare to the provincial capital."

"Then when you leave, the home front…"

"It's fine, my assistant can handle it." Zheng Ren laughed, and when he mentioned Su Yun, the first thing that appeared before his eyes was that strand of black hair, fluttering.

"Under Chief Zheng, you really have a wealth of talent." Gao Shaojie said a line of flattery he himself didn't believe.

To have a monstrously talented surgeon like Zheng Ren appear, the ancestral graves of Haicheng Shi Yiyuan… if they existed, the green smoke could probably play at lighting beacon fires to amuse the lords.

His assistant, it's estimated, can only handle appendectomies at best.

But do we need to say such a buzzkill? Of course not. Gao Shaojie's emotional intelligence isn't that low.

All the way to the operating room, after changing clothes, Zheng Ren came to the operating area.

Xie Yiren sat in a corner; seeing Zheng Ren enter, she gave a bewitching smile, her eyes curved, and the whole room came alive.

Zheng Ren was about to go greet Xie Yiren when Su Yun's lazy voice came over: "Boss, you go out playing with flying knives, we're busy at home back and forth, and you don't even say a word when you return. You're so fond of women and neglect friends, you have no friends."

"……" Zheng Ren concluded.

Xie Yiren blushed and lowered her head.

Zheng Ren zhen wanted to go up and kick Su Yun in the leg, grab his ear and tell him, "Who the hell is your friend? I'm your boss! Boss!!"

After thinking, he still held back.

"Zheng Jie's pre-op prep is done, the images are on the viewer, let's get to surgery." Su Yun said, "I'm very interested in radiofrequency ablation."

"Why?"

"The future trend is, with radiofrequency ablation, as long as the liver cancer location permits, who would still do liver cancer resection?" Su Yun said, "In the future, surgeons will have fewer and fewer prospects."

"Can you do organ transplants? Weren't you doing pretty well before that?" Zheng Ren said this while walking into the operating room with Su Yun.

Professor Rudolf Wagner habitually went to scrub his hands first, disinfect, lay out the sheets, and prepare for surgery.

Gao Shaojie heard the conversation between Zheng Ren and Su Yun and froze for a moment.

Organ transplant? The doctor under Chief Zheng actually can do organ transplants?

Impossible, definitely just joking.

Gao Shaojie gave an embarrassed laugh.

Nationwide, there are definitely more doctors who can do TIPS surgery than those who can do organ transplants—this needs no doubt.

Looking at Su Yun's age, about the same as Zheng Ren's, both in their twenties, how could she possibly do organ transplants?

Habitually, Gao Shaojie followed Zheng Ren into the operating room and stood before the image viewer.

Chief Zheng's habit of doing that is especially good; Gao Shaojie expressed his approval.

As a doctor, being as careful and cautious as possible is never excessive.

When Gao Shaojie stood before the viewer, his eyeballs almost popped out.

What is the image placed on the viewer? Is it a 64‑slice CT 3D reconstruction? But how could there be so many tiny blood vessels?

64‑slice CT 3D reconstruction—surely it's just the software built into the CT machine? Could it be that Haicheng Shi Yiyuan has acquired the latest equipment?

"Zheng……Chief Zheng." Gao Shaojie asked in astonishment.

"Hmm?" Zheng Ren, habitually propping his chin, looked at the 64‑slice CT 3D image and gave a perfunctory "hmm."

"What kind of image is this……"

"It's a 64‑slice CT 3D reconstruction, very common—how could the Medical University Affiliated Hospital not have one? Impossible." Zheng Ren puzzled, glanced at Gao Shaojie, and said, "For liver cancer, enhanced nuclear magnetic resonance scans and 64‑slice CT 3D reconstructions are both very useful. If the Medical University Affiliated Hospital lacks the proper equipment, you should really buy one sooner rather than later."

"……" Gao Shaojie burst into tears.

How could the Medical University Affiliated Hospital possibly lack a 64‑slice CT 3D reconstruction machine!

But regarding my earlier question…… Chief Zheng made perfect sense, and Gao Shaojie was left speechless.

But at this point we can't still claim the Medical University Affiliated Hospital has a 64‑slice 3D reconstruction machine—that would be even more low‑class.

Gao Shaojie felt his spirit a bit dazed today; he should look more and ask less, or else Chief Zheng would look down on him again, and he'd really be called a liar.

Focusing on the images, Gao Shaojie felt increasingly shocked the more he looked.

The 64‑slice CT 3D reconstruction is actually this detailed!

The patient's liver tumor was originally about 10 cm, other parts already necrotic, and faint traces of it can still be seen on the images.

After two treatments, the lesion shrank to about 4 cm, yet the residual lesion actually receives blood from four hepatic‑external vessels.

Renal artery, abdominal aorta, left gastric artery, phrenic artery…… If this patient were under my care in the provincial capital, whether it's transarterial embolization or radiofrequency ablation, a cure would be impossible.

Putting it the old way, the patient's illness has penetrated to the marrow.

With such a thorny patient, how will Chief Zheng treat him?

In Gao Shaojie's view, the patient about to undergo hepatic cancer intervention right now is several degrees harder than a TIPS procedure.

Those later‑grown vessels are twisted and coiled; not to mention super‑selective, even simple embolization is hard to perform.

Besides hepatic arterial supply, there are four external sources of nourishment to the liver.

This……

Too difficult……

If this were Gao Shaojie's own patient, he might well advise a liver cancer resection. After all, the lesion isn't large, and resection might possibly resolve it in one go.

Of course, just perhaps.

The specific therapeutic effect — nobody knows what it will be like.

If cancer could be cured, Gao Shaojie could be certain that he would surely win the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine. And liver cancer, dubbed the king of cancers…

This is simply impossible.

Moreover, the patient has already had the left lobe of the liver removed; who would dare perform this kind of surgery?

"Boss, I've finished this little thing, you go scrub up and step onto the stage." Professor Rudolf Wagner's voice came through.

"Mm." Zheng Ren narrowed his eyes slightly, mentally simulating the surgical procedure.

At this point, he already had a clear idea in mind; Zheng Yunxia's condition was likely to be cured. From now on, as long as she takes entecavir orally to control viral activity, that will be enough.

Whether the cirrhotic nodules will evolve into new liver cancer tissue is left to fate.

Zheng Ren went to put on his clothes, scrub up, and Gao Shaojie, being sensible, left the Shujian and stood in the observation room to watch the surgery.

Xie Yiren tidied up all the surgical instruments, then came out and closed the lead door.

"Hey, who are you?" Su Yun lay lazily in a Ge You slump on the backrest chair, turned an angle, faced Gao Shaojie, and asked.