Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The patient and her family left pleasantly surprised, but Dr. Zhou did not leave after them.
When the emergency ward was quiet, Dr. Zhou said with some shame, “Chief Zheng, your diagnostic standards are really high!”
Zheng Ren smiled and did not bother saying thanks.
This time, Zheng Ren did not see the patient and gave the diagnosis first. The accuracy was 80%. When he saw the patient, the system panel indicated that the disease matched his diagnosis, so he became even more confident.
It was the easiest to follow the clues left by the body.
The ultrasound was only the final diagnosis. The clinical evidence was used to convince the patient and everyone else.
Zheng Ren was still very satisfied with this outcome.
“Boss is definitely the best. Do you even need to say anything more?” Professor Rudolf Wagner said from the side.
Zheng Ren felt a little strange. The professor had wanted to learn prostate interventional embolization in the past. He still felt the professor’s desire, but he knew that it was not as strong as before.
“Chief Zheng, do you have…a diagnosis book? Can you lend it to me?” Dr. Zhou asked.
Zheng Ren then understood why Dr. Zhou had stayed back.
“Brother Zhou, there’s no book,” Zheng Ren said. “Read more periodicals and magazines. When you encounter something interesting, you should read up more about it.”
Dr. Zhou felt a bit regretful but he knew that Zheng Ren was telling the truth. After chatting for a short while, he left.
“Lil Fugui, why do I feel like you’ve become a different person recently?” Zheng Ren asked the professor.
“Is that so? Maybe it’s because I like this place more and more lately and can’t bear to leave it?” The professor pretended to be confused.
“Lil Fugui, the boss is pretending to be stupid but actually isn’t. You don’t want the boss to be an idiot, right?” Su Yun, who was at the side, did not give the professor any face since Zheng Ren’s words were quite straight to the point.
The professor smiled embarrassedly. Under his long golden hair, the wrinkles on his face seemed to have loosened a little.
“Boss, I recalled the surgery process and feel that my probability of successfully pulling it off is not as high as you,” Professor Rudolf Wagner told him the truth. “I’ll go back and try it out on other patients. If it doesn’t work, I’m afraid I’ll have to trouble you to step in for Dr. Mehar’s surgery. Although it’s far away, but…”
Zheng Ren nodded and said, “Just contact me then.”
Professor Rudolf Wagner did not expect Zheng Ren to agree so quickly. He had prepared a lot of excuses but it seemed like he did not even need them now.
“Lil Fugui, the boss usually has a short fuse so don’t talk nonsense. Hurry up and pack up to prepare to go back to Heidelberg,” said Su Yun. “By the way, if you invite the boss to Heidelberg, remember to book a flight ticket for me as well. And… Boss, do you want to bring your girl as well?”
Zheng Ren glared at him.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Su Yun was full of confidence. “Most men don’t want to take their wives on business trips but you’re different so isn’t it right to ask?”
Zheng Ren was defeated by him.
Hearing Su Yun say the word ‘wife’, Zheng Ren felt joy, sweetness, and even a hint of shyness in his heart.
In the midst of his awkwardness, a WeChat notification rang from his phone.
Zheng Ren quickly picked up his phone and opened the message. It was from Chief Kong.
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He had already booked a plane ticket for tomorrow morning’s flight.
Zheng Ren contacted Feng Xuhui. Tomorrow morning, he would drive Zheng Ren to the airport to be picked up by Chief Kong at the other side.
After all of that was done, Su Yun invited him for food but Zheng Ren rejected his invitation.
For Zheng Ren he did not care about food as long as he was not hungry. However, eating with Xie Yiren was an exception.
After everyone left, Zheng Ren went to make his ward rounds. Ji Fei’er had nothing to do after the surgery and was chatting and laughing with her young boyfriend.
When they saw him, her boyfriend chatted with Zheng Ren enthusiastically.
His name was Li Sheng and he was from the South. He had known Ji Fei’er from their university years until now. Zheng Ren felt a little envious when he thought about their relationship.
The family expressed their gratitude to Zheng Ren. Zheng Ren smiled and forgot about it all as soon as he turned around.
Gratitude was not important to Zheng Ren. Instead of helping each other, it was better to forget.
Everyone was doing well. That was the most important.
When he returned to his office, Zheng Ren found a sunny spot. He held a surgery journal in his hand and entered the System’s space to read various documents in the Library.
Today’s cases seemed to be rarer and rarer, so it was especially easy to misdiagnose the diseases.
Zheng Ren himself had been reading a lot recently. Although he did not realize what the disease was in an instant, he had eventually come to the right diagnosis.
This gave Zheng Ren more motivation to read up about these sorts of things.
It was still useful to read difficult material as it would help his skill points to grow. He wanted to encounter more rare diseases. This was to make sure that once the System went away one day, he would not be pushed off the peak and unable to climb back up again.
For Zheng Ren, reading and studying were things he could enjoy.
The winter sun was warm. Zheng Ren could feel the warmth in the System’s space.
After an unknown amount of time, Zheng Ren heard a knock on the door and exited the System.
An elderly man stood at the door. His back was slightly hunched and his face was as wrinkled as a mountain.
“Old man, who are you looking for?” Zheng Ren quickly stood up and asked.
“Young man, I’m looking for Chief Doctor Zheng,” the old man said.
Zheng Ren’s mind wandered for half a second. He immediately realized that the doctor from the emergency department must have asked him to look for Chief Zheng and it took some time for him to register the new name he had been given.
This was just a small misunderstanding. There was no problem with that.
The System panel on the upper right side of his vision marked the old man’s illness as fulva acute cholecystitis.
The illness was also minor, without any serious complications.
Zheng Ren brought the old man to the treatment room for a physical examination.
As he carried out the physical examination, Zheng Ren asked, “Old man, where is your family?”
“They’re not here. I came alone.” The old man seemed a little sad, the wrinkles on his face instantly deepening.
Zheng Ren did not say anything. After the physical examination, he looked at the report in the old man’s hand and compared it with the System’s diagnosis. He confirmed that it was an acute cholecystitis.
The tenderness in the upper right abdomen was very obvious. It was accompanied by rebound pain and no muscle tension.
It could be treated with surgery.
However, he had no family members with him. This made things a little difficult for him.
He had to remove the gallbladder. The patient would need someone to accompany him after the surgery. However, in the current situation…
However, since he was sick and needed surgery to treat it, he had to admit him to the hospital first.
Zheng Ren could not bear to let a sick old man run around. He arranged for the old man to be placed in the ward. After asking him more information about the situation, he then handed him the admission form.
When he heard Zheng Ren asking if he had money, the old man took out a bag from his pants. It was a blue floral cloth that had already faded into white.
He held the blue bag and said, “Chief Zheng, I have money. Please operate on me.”
Zheng Ren did not know whether to laugh or cry. Looking at the old man like this, he felt like he was committing daylight robbery.
However, Zheng Ren did not care. The old man was wary of him. To put it bluntly, it was not a big deal.
People who believed the smile of strangers were the ones who could not survive in society.
Zheng Ren said, “Old man, I’ll write the admission form for you later. Do you need me to help you pay for it?”
The old man looked at Zheng Ren warily. The veins on his hand that was holding the blue cloth were protruding from his skin.
