Chapter 825: with translation of chapter title

"Son, the doctor said I'm fine." The elderly woman said timidly.

"Are you a doctor?" The man who came in, with his shoulder slung, had his arm around a flirtatious woman, looking at Zheng Ren with surprise.

Greeting, I am Doctor Zheng of the Intervention Department.

"You're a student, right? Where's your teacher? How can you say my mom is fine? Yesterday the director even said my mom needs to have some kind of 'kick something si' surgery!" The man's eyebrows were raised, his face fierce.

Zheng Ren saw that he was dressed rather plainly, with many shiny patches on his clothes, actually resembling the attire of a young child.

Recently Zheng Ren went shopping with Xie Yiren, gaining some understanding of brands. What is true luxury, what looks luxurious, what appears dazzling but actually doesn't cost much—he knows a bit about these.

Clothing is one thing; Zheng Ren saw the man wearing a big gold chain around his neck and smiled for no reason. As Old Guo would say, that chain must weigh over two catties, heavy enough to tie a dog at home when he returns in the evening.

"Mom, did you tell the doctor that?" Seeing Zheng Ren silent, the middle-aged man immediately realized what had happened and sternly said: "It's fine, our family has money; we're not short on medical expenses!"

Zheng Ren still agreed with that statement; that big gold chain couldn't be worn by someone who doesn't have steady meals.

I just don't know if one dares to wear it while swimming.

"Doctor, where's your teacher?"

"That's me." Zheng Ren smiled and said: "The person the director mentioned is me."

"You?" The man stared for a moment, his face full of distrust.

Zheng Ren felt a bit regretful.

In the future, when doing outpatient rounds, it seems I should go out together with Professor Rudolf Wagner.

With the professor present, such troublesome explanations will be much fewer.

Even bringing Su Yun out wouldn't work; the two look young, and no matter how much Charm Value the system adds, it's still not enough.

"I specialize in this kind of Shou Bing; please rest assured. Auntie's condition can be treated with Shou Bing, and as long as diet is watched post-op, the chance of vomiting blood recurring is relatively low." Zheng Ren said this to the patient's son, and also to the patient herself.

If the patient herself goes to great lengths to refuse, Zheng Ren worries that something troublesome might happen post-op.

Just that the elderly woman's son looks annoying, and the old lady is still one who indulges her son; Zheng Ren roughly understood the situation, feeling some doubt in his heart.

According to this mother-son relationship pattern, such situations usually occur in a local hospital like Hai Cheng. The patient's son belongs to the type who pretends to be poor despite having no money, looking disheveled; in the end, he just finds an excuse to discharge himself.

Yet this elderly woman repeatedly emphasized she didn't want treatment, yet her son dragged her all the way to Di Du.

This mother-son pair is really strange.

Zheng Ren pondered the matter in his heart, didn't say much to the elderly woman, gave a brief instruction, and called for the patient's son to leave the ward.

After leaving the patient, what exactly is the family's mindset? They probably won't pretend anymore.

Zheng Ren said: "I've looked at the films; if you want to undergo Shou Bing, talk to Director Liu of the Gastroenterology Department, then come to me for the pre-op signature."

Having said that, Zheng Ren turned and left the ward.

As he stepped out, Zheng Ren turned back and said: "If anything is unclear, during work hours come find me at the Intervention Department doctor's office."

Leaving the ward, Zheng Ren went to the office and told Director Liu: "I've examined the patient; the Shou Bing can be done. If the family agrees, on my side I need to do Nuclear Magnetic Resonance Diffusion pre-op to determine the puncture point's location."

"Boss Zheng, I heard Director Luo say that you published an article in the Xin Ying Ge Lan journal about the issue of TIPS Surgery positioning. Is it positioned using Nuclear Magnetic Resonance Diffusion?"

"Hmm." Zheng Ren smiled.

Director Liu enthusiastically put down his work and began asking Zheng Ren some technical details.

As soon as they started talking, Zheng Ren knew that Director Liu had certainly read his article carefully. But thinking about the article, Zheng Ren still felt a bit embarrassed, as he only handled the Shou Bing while everything else was done by Su Yun.

Is this what a Boss's treatment is like? Zheng Ren drifted off in a daze. Back when he was in school, he heard senior students say that graduate and doctoral students were just lab dogs. A Boss's any task gets handed down to subordinates, including picking up and dropping off children. Even an overbearing Boss would assign chores to students.

Zheng Ren thought to himself that he had already been very good to Su Yun.

Director Liu raised several questions, all hitting the crux; Zheng Ren was not stingy and gave her a detailed explanation.

However, using Nuclear Magnetic Resonance Diffusion to determine Blood Vessel location, thereby finding the correct puncture point, achieving a successful Shou Bing with a single needle stick, is a particularly difficult task.

Not to mention Su Yun's monstrous talent, Gao Shaojie of the Medical University Affiliated Hospital studied day and night for a few months before barely mastering it.

As for whether Professor Liu has mastered it, Zheng Ren currently doesn't know.

While Director Liu wanted to master it quickly, Zheng Ren was not optimistic. Nevertheless, Zheng Ren patiently explained the key points to her.

A few minutes later, Director Liu's brain crashed, and he completely fainted.

Zheng Ren thought to himself that they had still looked at too few images.

"Then let's leave it at that; if the patient's family agrees to the Shou Bing, please inform me, and I'll promptly contact you to bring the patient for Nuclear Magnetic Resonance Diffusion." Zheng Ren said: "Right, if the Shou Bing is going ahead, don't let the patient eat or drink tomorrow morning."

Director Liu knew all these matters, and politely saw Zheng Ren out to the ward's outer door.

"Get lost, get lost, get lost!" Zheng Ren had just reached the doorway when he heard a roar from outside.

Director Liu's eyebrows twitched slightly; making a loud disturbance in the hospital shows a lack of quality. But Zheng Ren's steps paused a bit, and he felt the voice was very familiar.

Stepping out of the ward, Zheng Ren saw the familiar gold chain.

The man took two 100-yuan bills from his tattered wallet, shoved them into the woman's hand, and muttered: "What the hell, we agreed on the price, yet you're adding more."

"Big brother, you didn't even say you were coming to the hospital. Look at this place—is it where decent people come? As soon as I entered, I was scared, almost frightened to death." The woman said in a flirtatious manner.

She said she was scared, but Zheng Ren couldn't tell at all.

"Take the money and scram." The man waved his hand, not even glancing at her, turned to go back, and came face-to-face with Zheng Ren.

Their eyes met, slightly awkward.

Like the moment a child's trick is exposed, utterly embarrassing.

"Uh... that..." The man's face turned bright red.

Zheng Ren seemed to have guessed something; all the places he previously didn't understand now made sense.

He wore a smile, looking at the burly man who seemed like a kid caught misbehaving by a teacher.

"It's fine, want a smoke?" Zheng Ren asked.

"I don't smoke, I don't drink, just wandering through life." The man grinned.

"Come on, there's an outdoor smoking area downstairs; let's go there." Zheng Ren called out.

The two went one after the other to the smoking area. Zheng Ren took out a Purple Cloud from his pocket; the man looked at him doubtfully, thinking that a Doctor 912 still smoking Purple Cloud is even stranger than his ability to see illness.