Chapter 33 (1/2)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
After making several phone calls in a row and arranging everything accordingly, Old Chief Physician Pan spoke to Zheng Ren with a serious expression, “Go to the endoscopic unit and search for Chief Surgeon s.h.i.+. Check if there are any missing instruments and try to allocate them if possible. If you can’t, we don’t have a choice either. I’ll wait for you in the office, so give me a phone call as soon as the surgery is a go.”
A soldier always carried out his tasks swiftly. Zheng Ren understood Old Chief Physician Pan’s instructions and knew that he was willing to wait in the office just to save some time.
Like a soldier hiding within enemy lines, Old Chief Physician Pan was waiting for an order to launch a surprise attack.
Zheng Ren nodded in silence.
Verbal responses were pointless. The only thing Zheng Ren could do to repay him was to complete the surgery without making any mistakes.
Zheng Ren quickened his pace to the third inpatient department and finally reached the endoscopy unit at a trot.
Chief Surgeon s.h.i.+ suppressed his surprise and cooperatively asked what equipment Zheng Ren needed.
Since the Sea City General Hospital endoscopy unit was going to invite a professor from Imperial Capital to perform an ESD procedure in the near future, all the preparations had basically been completed in advance.
Basic instruments—hook knife, injector, dissecting forceps, endoscopic electric knife—were available, but the most important instrument required to resect the inflamed appendix—the endoclip—was missing.
Chief Surgeon s.h.i.+ had no need for an endoclip since he had merely wanted to perform submucosal dissection.
Gritting his teeth tightly, Zheng Ren left the room by making an excuse of going to the washroom and went to a deserted, quiet location before entering the System.
He went to the Shop and started searching for ESD-related instruments.
Zheng Ren’s heart shattered immediately when he saw the price tag—16000 experience points—below the full set of ESD equipment. That was too expensive and currently way beyond his affordability.
Helpless and dejected, a light bulb suddenly went off in his head. Maybe he could purchase the instrument separately.
He then clicked on the endoclip and was delighted to find out that he actually could!
However, Zheng Ren had mixed feelings when he noticed the price tag—2200 experience points—under the endoclip.
He was happy as he would be able to proceed with the surgery with the missing instrument located.
A sense of loss gnawed at him at the same time, too. He had been poor since childhood and spending almost all his “savings” to purchase a surgical instrument directly was a huge deal to him. In fact, he almost had a myocardial infarction when he thought about it.
He had no choice but to spend the money to repay Old Chief Physician Pan’s trust.
Enduring the intermittent heartache, Zheng Ren clicked “Purchase” and watched his savings instantly change from the 2332 to 132 experience points. d.a.m.n… he was as poor as a church mouse now.
After the purchase, an endoclip simply appeared in his hands, and the nickel-t.i.tanium alloy gave him the illusion that it was worth a king’s ransom.
How should he take it back to reality? The confused Zheng Ren asked the System loudly and as expected, there was no response from the cold, insensible System.
Perhaps he should give it a try and head back to reality. Grasping the endoclip firmly like a drowning man clutching at a straw, Zheng Ren summoned his mind back to the real world.
Zheng Ren felt something hard and cold in his hands the moment he opened his eyes.
Good. He could bring any instrument he purchased in the System back to reality.
Chief Surgeon s.h.i.+ was stunned when he noticed Zheng Ren return with the endoclip and asked out of curiosity, “Little Zheng, do you have friends working in a medical device company? Johnson & Johnson or Philips?”
Domestic manufacturers had not started producing this sort of medical instrument yet due to limited applications within the country and the lack of considerable profit. Thus, international companies, with Johnson & Johnson leading the market, would produce them and import them to China.
Medical sales representatives would never discuss this sort of advanced medical instrument with Zheng Ren, who was presumably a junior doctor judging by his age. Even chief residents were not qualified to initiate discussions with sales representatives on this issue.
The only people qualified for the usage of newly developed equipment or technology was a senior consultant or at least a deputy chief of the medical team.
Zheng Ren had come back with an endoclip after a few moments of absence, so logically speaking, he must have had a friend who was working as a medical sales representative in one of those international companies.
Chief Surgeon s.h.i.+’s speculation was reasonable, but he would never have guessed the existence of a medical System in Zheng Ren’s mind—a System that would become enraged easily at trivial matters and threatened to erase its host from the face of the earth when provoked.