Chapter 968: 947 Surgery Botched

The barbecue activity went on until they played into the early morning; they only dispersed after the alcohol ran out.

After returning home, Zheng Ren saw Su Yun full of excitement, with no worries. He sighed inwardly, thinking that drinking really wasn't bad. It's a pity that his body naturally produces little alcohol‑metabolizing enzyme, so he can't drink freely.

Missing this feeling in life is rather regrettable.

After washing up and lying in bed, Zheng Ren picked up his phone. He first left a message for Xiao Yi Ren, exchanged goodnights, then opened QQ on his phone and habitually checked that little boy's status.

【I've vomited fifteen times, it's awful. I really wish I could be like a small bird, flying freely in the sky without any worries.】

Zheng Ren held his phone, feeling a bit dazed.

Is this chemotherapy?

The image of that clever and lively little boy appeared in Zheng Ren's mind.

He could no longer recall what the little boy looked like; he only remembered the boy playing a game in a corner, with the phone screen flickering.

His mind was a mess; after thinking for a long time, in the end he couldn't remember what he had been thinking about.

He was just about to put his phone away and get a good night's sleep when Feng Xu Hui's WeChat message arrived.

【Chief Zheng, the authorization for the absorbable woven spleen membrane has been obtained; please trouble you to prepare the clinical requisition form tomorrow.】

How fast! Zheng Ren smiled slightly, replied to Feng Xu Hui's WeChat, then put his phone away.

For patients with Ge Xie disease, the surgery isn't a big problem, especially when an absorbable spleen membrane is available. The success rate, when I trained in the System Space, could reach over 98%. With the new consumables, it's likely to reach 99%–100%.

Zheng Ren thought it over and decided to first take a look at the System Operating Room.

When he selected and purchased surgery time, however, he didn't see any spleen membrane available.

The Big Pig Trotter is perhaps too rigorous; the external environment simulation is flawless. This kind of absorbable spleen membrane 912 is not available now, and it never appears in the System Operating Room.

It seems that the final adaptation to the new consumables will have to wait until Feng Xu Hui brings in the absorbable spleen membrane.

However, since the surgery time has already been purchased, not doing it would be too wasteful.

34 minutes, the surgery ended, with a completion rate of 96%.

Zheng Ren was quite satisfied with this completion rate; after all, preserving the spleen in this surgery is still quite difficult. Although it didn't reach 98%, it's acceptable.

Back in Hai Cheng, even a simple spleen repair surgery made one anxious, fearing postoperative bleeding. This time, however, there is a huge incision; wanting zero bleeding is nothing short of a fantasy.

If an accessory spleen were present, one could opt to completely remove the enlarged spleen. But the small patient before us has no accessory spleen, so it's better to preserve as much spleen as possible.

After all, his physical condition is poor; his immune function cannot be compared to that of a normal person.

Preserving part of the spleen despite the risk leads to a faster postoperative recovery and helps avoid many unexpected complications.

……

The next morning, after the same washing up, he went upstairs to eat breakfast and rushed to the hospital.

A routine life may seem dull and boring to many, but for Zheng Ren it is a kind of happiness.

There were no accidents; nobody called in the middle of the night to drag him to the operating table, so he could sleep until he woke naturally.

That is what happiness is.

Today is just a bunch of trifles; Zheng Ren also has no good way to handle them, and he can't dump everything on Su Yun and the others.

He can only grit his teeth and take care of things one by one.

Making rounds, looking at the early morning emergency lab results, assessing the patients' conditions. Handing over shift, he took Feng Xu Hui to find Professor Yang, asked him to prepare the clinical requisition form, and procure the absorbable spleen membrane for the hospital.

Giving lectures, answering questions. Later he was also summoned by the Medical Department to confirm the mode of the surgery live broadcast.

As an independent unit, they conducted the surgery live broadcast under the name of the team researching the Nobel Prize project.

Regarding the hospital's attitude, Zheng Ren was not surprised.

He had originally wanted to find time to go to the System Library to read, but Zheng Ren discovered he simply couldn't carve out any time.

No way, it's still the case that many tasks are dumped onto Su Yun, the professors, and the others.

Moreover, the patients are under the care of Dr. Shen and Chang Yue; besides making rounds, Zheng Ren doesn't have to worry at all.

While he was busy, he received a call from Director Kong.

"Boss Zheng, come to the underground parking lot quickly." Director Kong said solemnly.

Zheng Ren froze for a moment, but the emotion conveyed in Director Kong's words made his heart tighten; he knew it was likely an emergency, perhaps a critical case.

But if he's not going to the Emergency Department, how is he supposed to go to the underground parking lot?

He answered with a sound and immediately sprinted downstairs.

If there are any questions, we'll discuss them in person; this saves the most time.

Soon he found Director Kong's car; Zheng Ren was still wearing his white coat and didn't have time to take it off, so he got straight in.

"What's wrong?"

"Old Five Zhu performed a secondary TIPS procedure himself; the patient's liver bled, and he couldn't stop it after three hours." Director Kong spoke while starting the car and driving out of the underground garage.

"……" Zheng Ren was speechless.

Wasn't it said that the first secondary procedure should be done by me? How did Zhu Liangchen manage to do it today? Moreover, the timing is off; removing the stent now would be barely possible, but Zheng Ren thinks it's still a bit too early.

Seeing Director Kong's grim expression, Zheng Ren said nothing, silently took off his white coat and fastened his seatbelt.

This is a rescue mission, but Zhu Liangchen…… Zheng Ren sighed in his heart.

His skill is not bad; he's actually a bit stronger than Gao Shaojie from Sheng Cheng. But why would he just go poking around blindly? Zheng Ren felt a little unhappy.

Director Kong's face turned dark as he drove straight to the Du Du Liver and Gallbladder Hospital. After entering the gate, he didn't look for a parking spot; he just greeted the gatekeeper and parked the car nearby.

Zheng Ren wondered: in Du Du, every inch of land is precious; wanting to find a parking spot, especially at this time, is really difficult.

"Director Kong, what's the situation?" Zheng Ren asked, following behind him.

"On this side of the hospital gate, the guards have their own parking spots; if you get familiar with them, it's fine." Director Kong forced a smile and strode quickly toward the Interventional Surgery Room.

Indeed, worldly wisdom is all learning; even just parking comes with so many explanations.

Zheng Ren noted this down, thinking to himself that he'd try it another day.

On the way, Director Kong made a phone call to contact Zhu Liangchen.

After all, they are from the outer courtyard; directly signing up to charge into the Operating Room is too unrealistic.

Soon, arriving at the Operating Room doorway, Zhu Liangchen, wearing sterile garb, waited with his head down, discouraged.

"What's the situation?" Director Kong asked.

"The liver has a tear and bleeding. I didn't dare to directly remove the membrane-covered stent, so I propped it up first." Zhu Liangchen let Director Kong in, speaking softly.

At the doorway are the patient's family; if they started making a big fuss here, they'd probably panic first.

"Have you tried embolization?"

"I have, but the blood vessel is too fine; the Super-selective approach can't get in. If we embolize the main trunk, the impact on the patient's liver Function would be too great, fearing postoperative liver failure." Zhu Liangchen avoided Zheng Ren's gaze, head slightly lowered, as he spoke to Director Kong.