The Surgeon’s Studio

he could not yell at Zheng Ren.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll go back to the surgery,” Zheng Ren said calmly.

Zhu Liangchen did not say anything.
Instead, he turned around and looked at the screen.

Zheng Ren returned to the operating theater and closed the airtight lead door.
The surgery continued.

Chief Kong did not question Zheng Ren’s operation.
With his many years of clinical experience, he had already vaguely guessed what Zheng Ren meant.
In particular, he had a kind of trust in Zheng Ren.
What Zheng Ren did was reasonable.
As long as it was not too out of line, he would do it.

Forty-two minutes later, the meticulous embolization of the six small arteries was finally completed.

Zheng Ren finished the second stage of the TIPS surgery.
He waited for ten minutes before he took another scan.

There were no signs of large amounts of bleeding in the liver parenchyma.
The surgery was over.

“Thank you for your hard work,” Chief Kong said.

“It’s my pleasure.” Zheng Ren smiled.
He tore off the sterile surgical gown and threw it into the medical waste bin.
Then, he turned around and took off his lead jacket.

The two of them took off their lead jackets and returned to the operating room.

At this moment, Zhu Liangchen’s junior doctor was performing compressions to stop the bleeding.
Zheng Ren did not need to worry about sending the patient away after that.

“Thank you.” Zhu Liangchen looked at Chief Kong and said, “It’s time to eat.
Let’s go out for a meal.”

Chief Kong did not say anything.
He looked at Zheng Ren.

“You can go.
I want to take a look at the absorbable splenic omentum when I go back.
There will be a live broadcast of the surgery tomorrow.
Be more cautious.” Zheng Ren smiled and rejected Zhu Liangchen’s invitation.

Although Zhu Liangchen said this invitation with a pinch of his nose, as he was very sick of eating with Zheng Ren.
After all, he was here to put out the fire he started.
It was too outrageous to go back without even having a meal nonetheless.

Hearing Zheng Ren’s rejection, Zhu Liangchen’s heart was filled with mixed feelings.

He was angry that a young doctor actually rejected his invitation,

He was relieved that he did not have to face this person, and he did not have to face his own mistakes.

Zheng Ren turned around and said, “Chief Kong, I’m going to change my clothes.”

Chief Kong nodded and said, “Boss Zheng, call a car and go back.
I have a little hypoglycemia.
I’ll go after eating.”

“Okay.” Zheng Ren went to the changing room and changed his clothes.

When Zheng Ren left, Chief Kong looked at Zhu Liangchen and was speechless for a long time.
Hypoglycemia was just an excuse.
Everyone knew that.

Zhu Liangchen was at a loss when Chief Kong looked at him.

After a long time, the patient was sent back.
Chief Kong sighed and patted Zhu Liangchen’s shoulder, saying, “Go take a look at the patient.”

“Okay.” Zhu Liangchen nodded.

“Old Five, sigh.” Endless words were accompanied by that long sigh.

…

Zheng Ren changed his clothes and walked out of the Imperial Capital’s Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Hospital with light steps.

Chief Zhou Chunyong had already invited him.
During these few days, when he went out to the clinic, he put all his energy on the patients with cirrhosis and portal hypertension.

It was said that some patients had already been admitted.
As for the exact number, Zheng Ren did not take the initiative to contact Zhou Chunyong, so he did not know.

If this type of the Imperial Capital Grade-A specialist hospital were to open up, ten or twenty surgeries a day would be easy.

However, Zheng Ren did not look for Zhou Chunyong.
After all, he was here to save the patients, so he could not explain it to Zhou Chunyong.

Although he felt that Zhu Liangchen was an average person, Zheng Ren was not the kind of person who would add insult to injury.

After walking out of the hospital, Zheng Ren picked up his phone.

He was going to send a message to Little Yiren to ask what he was going to eat tonight.
Would he take the subway home or wait for Little Yiren to pick him up?

Unexpectedly, there were seven or eight missed calls on his phone.

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