Chapter 459: with translation of chapter title

Seeing Zheng Ren enter, the patient immediately put down his phone, sat up from the bed, and smiled.

"Director Sun, the patient needs an urgent blood ammonia test for at least three days post‑operation," Zheng Ren instructed, walking to the patient's side to begin the physical exam.

【Wow, I feel like life……】

While conducting the exam, Professor Rudolf Wagner's phone rang.

The professor looked annoyed, quickly pulled out his phone, preparing to hang up.

When he saw the contact marked on the screen, he immediately changed his expression and slipped out of the ward.

Zheng Ren ignored the professor, instead conducting a thorough examination and performing a hepatic encephalopathy test.

The patient's postoperative condition was excellent, carefree; it was foreseeable that, under the effect of diuretics, the ascites would gradually Reduction, and life would return to normal.

"Very good." After finishing, Zheng Ren said, "Director Sun, if everything goes smoothly, we can do the second‑stage Shou Bing in three days to remove the retrievable stent."

"Then can I be discharged?" the patient asked.

"Discharge depends on the ascites and protein levels," Zheng Ren said, "but Theory speaking, after resolving the excessive portal pressure, these are no longer problems."

The patient's face lit up with a delighted smile.

Originally he had some reservations about a young doctor performing the Shou Bing, but seeing Professor Rudolf Wagner following Zheng Ren, he fell silent early on.

Not many people have a rough idea in their hearts, but there are certainly not few.

Before undergoing the TIPS Surgery, he had consulted many large tertiary hospitals, and the information he received was that the Shou Bing carried high risk, with a mortality rate ranking among the top three of all current surgical methods.

Yet today, after completing the Shou Bing, the total time from entry to exit was only half an hour.

Only after hearing Zheng Ren's definite words at this moment did he put his mind at ease.

Zheng Ren also gave the patient a few postoperative dietary reminders before leaving the VIP ward.

"Chief Zheng, the patient is fortunate to have met you," Gao Shaojie exclaimed sincerely.

The postoperative TIPS Surgery patients Gao Shaojie has seen would likely already be showing signs of hepatic encephalopathy by now, but Zheng Ren's postoperative patient is as carefree as if no Shou Bing had been performed.

Where can one even reason about this?

"Not bad," Zheng Ren chuckled.

"Do you have time?" Gao Shaojie asked, "To be frank, I didn't understand today's Shou Bing at all. I originally had a few questions I wanted to consult you about after the Shou Bing, but seeing you finish the Shou Bing, I'm completely confused."

"Oh, nothing much, let's study it together when we go back," Zheng Ren said modestly.

Director Sun originally had some doubts and Worry, but seeing Deputy Chief Gao praise Zheng Ren so highly, he hid all his suspicions in his heart and followed up with a few complimentary remarks.

Compared with Gao Shaojie, Director Sun's words lacked sincerity, utterly missing the point, and Zheng Ren paid no attention to them.

"Boss!" Professor Rudolf Wagner came toward him, excitedly saying, "My assistant has already brought the patient to the Jizhenbingfang!"

"Oh? Prostate?" Zheng Ren's expression remained flat.

"Mm." The professor nodded and said.

Since they're here, they should just do the Shou Bing or the examination as needed—why get so excited?

Seeing Zheng Ren's bland expression, Professor Rudolf Wagner gave an embarrassed laugh, moved closer, and said, "Boss, can we move up the appointment for the examination?"

"If you're in a hurry, we can do it this Evening," Zheng Ren replied.

The professor was delighted, seemingly forgetting that his private time after work was supposed to be inviolable.

"What patient?" Gao Shaojie asked strangely.

Given Professor Rudolf Wagner's status and position, there aren't many Shou Bing that would catch his attention.

Moreover, according to the professor, he rushed over from Germany to do the Shou Bing. How Strange!

"Benign prostatic hyperplasia, treated with Interventional embolization," Zheng Ren said.

Gao Shaojie stared for a moment, "Prostate? I've recently heard that there's research on this in Di Du." But Gao Shaojie focuses on liver disease diagnosis and treatment, has no interest in the prostate, so he didn't look into it.

At this moment, hearing it, everything that seemed incomprehensible suddenly became clear.

Zheng Ren must be the legendary figure who pioneered prostatic Interventional embolization Shou Bing! Being able to do even the prostate explains why his TIPS Surgery is so smooth.

Thinking this, Gao Shaojie suddenly saw Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner chatting as they walked away.

He hurriedly followed after them.

This time, staying behind was truly the right call! Gao Shaojie gave himself a mental thumbs‑up.

Returning to Jizhenbingfang, Chang Yue was busy.

A Chinese girl under twenty was serving as interpreter,

A German man in his thirties sat beside Chang Yue, answering her questions in stiff Chinese, while the Chinese girl beside him constantly corrected his mistakes.

The patient wasn't in the office; probably he had already been assigned a ward.

"Little Oliver, you've finally come." Professor Rudolf Wagner stepped forward and gave the young German man a big hug.

"Professor, taking the train across Eurasia is really too far." The German man replied in stiff Chinese.

Zheng Ren felt a bit strange, asking: "You also speak Chinese?"

"It's the professor's requirement. My God, Chinese is just too hard to learn." Oliver replied.

"No, it's a wonderful language; soon you'll know its use." The professor excitedly said: "Little Oliver, in this great country, you must communicate in the local language, even when we two are alone together."

"……" Oliver's eyes showed a desperate expression.

I've picked your English name for you, Xi bao er, sounds nice, right. As Chang Yue said, this name is like an English cell, carefully chosen for you. The professor patted Oliver's shoulder, his golden hair flying.

"Xi bao er……" Oliver was about to cry.

Zheng Ren was speechless; when he wasn't in the ward, what exactly had Chang Yue and Professor Rudolf Wagner been talking about?

One Fugui'er wasn't enough; another Xi bao er had come.

Nowadays, making puns costs money.

"Fugui'er, sit down, I need to enter the medical history." Chang Yue was a bit unhappy, disliking the professor for wasting time.

Oliver froze instantly.

How could this girl's attitude when speaking to the professor be so stiff? In the next second, the professor would probably be like an angry male lion, starting to roar.

But, everything Oliver had anticipated did not happen.

Professor Rudolf Wagner's face was suffused with a smile, as if every strand of his golden long hair revealed a gentle emotion.

"Chang, you should understand how I felt when I saw Xi Bao'er—it's like... meeting an old friend in a foreign land."

"The 64-slice CT has already been booked; do you still want to do it today?" Chang Yue's answer, except when facing patients, is always that stiff.