Chapter 372 - The Soon-To-Be Antiquated Hepatic Lobectomy (2/2)
“Lil Fugui, hang back for a while later. We’ll be going to the Secondary Hospital to perform some TIPS surgeries tomorrow. They have a courier coming over with the scans,” Zheng Ren said to Professor Rudolf Wagner, ignoring the odd look Su Yun was shooting him.
“Aight, sir. How many surgeries?” the professor replied.
“Around ten.”
The professor gesticulated wildly.
Ten TIPS surgeries in a day would be considered unimaginable, even in Heidelberg University.
Professor Rudolf never would have thought he would witness such a feat in a small, secluded city in faraway China.
Once all the arrangements were made, Zheng Ren waited in the office for the courier to arrive.
He had a book open on his table, but his mind was occupied with the radiofrequency ablation procedure.
One of the mission rewards offered by the System was a +2 success rate for interventional surgeries. Zheng Ren had no idea what that meant and, without any explanation from the System, he could only make an educated guess.
Radiofrequency ablation was cla.s.sified as an interventional surgery. Therefore, his Grandmaster rank allowed him to skip the training modules.
Once he completed the mission, the System would grant him the experience of 3,000 radiofrequency ablation procedures. That would give him a significant boost.
The increased success rate was more ambiguous. Zheng Ren tried his best to decipher what it meant.
However, at this rate, he figured he should just wait until he completed the mission and see for himself.
Half an hour later, a knock came from the office door.
Zheng Ren raised his head and saw a plump man at the door. “I’m looking for Chief Zheng.”
The man had some printed radiographs tucked underneath his arm. It had to be the courier from the Secondary Hospital.
The courier arrived earlier than Zheng Ren expected. It seemed having the supervisory deputy director of the Secondary Hospital, Director Zhang, on the project made things efficient.
“I’m here,” Zheng Ren called out.
The plump courier bowed. He wore a warm smile as he approached.
“Chief Zheng, Director Zhang wanted me to pa.s.s you these.”
“Yes, thank you for your effort. Have a seat,” Zheng Ren bade.
Professor Rudolf inched closer to Zheng Ren’s table.
After two whole days of research and study, the professor had a deeper understanding of the TIPS procedure. Hence, he was the only other person who was as excited as Zheng Ren to go to the Secondary Hospital.
The courier did not sit. Instead, he kept his head bowed in respect to Zheng Ren.
The gesture went unnoticed by Zheng Ren as he took the bag and proceeded to look through the scans.
The bag contained the diffusion-weighted scans of the patients and other records and reports.
Director Zhang was generous in his sharing and Zheng Ren was grateful for that.
A brief look through one of the patient’s records told him it was a case of decompensated cirrhosis with ascites.
Two months ago, the patient was admitted due to hematemesis. The hospital managed to keep him alive.
However, with symptoms such as hematemesis and ascites, the patient’s life was constantly in danger.
One successful emergency rescue did not guarantee a similar result the second time around.
“Lil Fugui, what do you think?” Zheng Ren asked.
Professor Rudolf Wagner studied the scan and reports. “The patient exhibits clear indications for operative treatment. Their stable condition is optimal for surgery. Boss, we might have rushed it with the previous patient. This one is a better candidate.”
The neglected courier tried his best to hold his smile.
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