Dr. Keenta is angry.

After receiving the news, he packed up his things and rushed to Logan International Airport with his assistant.

His first intuition was that someone deliberately framed him!

The surgery 3 years ago, I just said there was something wrong now? This is not a frame, what else can it be!

So he was very angry.

This academic dispute may have come from Johns Hopkins Hospital. Because of a recent project, Dr. Keenta of Massachusetts General Hospital was inextricably quarrel with that.

Dr. Keenta cares about this very much, he must care. Because he doesn't know what kind of trap his opponent will use this case to ruin himself.

The simplest case report is a case report that the hip replacement surgery failed three years ago, and the patient was in poor condition after the operation until he died.

In addition, some guesses and even hints were written that I did not care about the patient's own status during the operation.

It looks like discussing academics, but in fact it is directed at yourself.

This kind of insignificant thing can be posted to New England magazines to humiliate themselves!

I rushed to hurry up and finally caught the last flight to Nanyang. Because time was too fast, Dr. Keenta's assistant only booked the ordinary cabin.

Dr. Keenta expressed his regret for this.

He sarcastically sarcastically and ravaged his assistants, seeking spiritual comfort in him.

Boston does not have a direct flight to Southeast Asia, and needs to go to damn New York.

After transfer, there will be nearly 20 hours of long journey.

Dr. Keenta feels it is more tiring than having a one-day surgery. After all, if you do the surgery yourself, you can only do the most critical position and leave the other parts to the assistant.

After a 24-hour flight, he finally arrived in Nanyang.

After getting off the plane, Dr. Keenta dragged his tired body and scolded the people from Johns Hopkins Hospital in his heart, and his anger had been accumulated for a long time.

Fortunately, someone picked up the plane, and Dr. Keenta was a little relieved.

"Dr. Keenta, hello, I am Wang Nan." Wang Nan greeted the doctor enthusiastically in English.

Dr. Keenta looked down on the hand that reached out, and this group of garbage made me run around on the plane for more than 20 hours. Now my whole body is tight, especially the varicose veins on my legs, which seem to be heavier.

"Which hotel is arranged?" Dr. Keenta asked indifferently.

"Dr. Keenta, we are just consulting you about the operation that year. I really didn't expect you to fly over from Boston." Wang Nan smiled and said: "The operation has been decided to do it. After all, my grandfather's physical condition does not allow too much waiting."

"What!" Dr. Keenta was angry.

This young man with yellow skin told himself that when he arrived in Nanyang, he had no time to rest and had to undergo surgery?

And they decided to have surgery without waiting for their consultation?!

What a group of uncivilized guys.

"I won't do surgery," Dr. Keenta said proudly. "As a surgeon, I have to ensure that my energy and physical strength are at its peak to do a surgery. And I don't think surgical treatment is needed for the patient's condition."

"We know." Wang Nan smiled and took Dr. Keenta away from the airport. "Dr. Zheng, who came to the consultation, said that he could complete the operation independently."

"Doctor Zheng? Are those miscellaneous people from Hopkins going to hide behind?" Dr. Keenta yelled like an angry wild wolf: "Would those sneaky guys not be willing to do it themselves if they take the metal hips from three years ago?"

Wang Nan was stunned for a moment.

But the smile on his face did not change at all, saying, "Dr. Keenta, Dr. Zheng is not John Hopkins' doctor, he comes from the 912 Hospital of the Imperial Capital in the Mainland."

"..." Dr. Keenta didn't understand.

He savored carefully and asked repeatedly. Finally, he was shocked to find that the hospital Wang Nan mentioned was a public hospital.

This is simply a joke!

Dr. Keenta shrugged and said, "You must be looking forward to the death of the patient."

Wang Nan raised his eyebrows, but he still endured it instantly.

"Dr. Keenta, Dr. Zheng, has a very high level. This year, he won the Nobel Prize in Biology and Medicine for his clinical practice."

"Clinical procedure?" Dr. Keenta was stunned for a moment and immediately began to recall.

He is sure that no orthopedic surgery has been recommended.

"You must have remembered it wrong," Dr. Keenta said with certainty: "I think you have met a complete liar."

"Dr. Keenta and Dr. Zheng won the Nobel Prize for recommendations not for orthopedic surgery, but for TPS surgery in interventional disciplines." Wang Nan explained.

"My God! Is it the procedure that was designated as this year's Nobel Prize in Medicine?" Dr. Keenta exclaimed.

All the relevant disciplines and personnel have already known this matter.

The Nobel Prize is a huge scandal.

But Sweden doesn't seem to care about it, and even under the promotion of the Royal Academy of Sciences, the final process has already begun in less than a month.

Dr. Keenta also knew about this, and he was interested in studying the mentality of the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences. After all, the clinical practice has not won the Nobel Prize for decades, and if he had a head start, he seemed to have hope.

As for the recommended person, Dr. Keenta intentionally or unintentionally ignored his existence.

Unexpectedly, in Nanyang, a patient met him three years ago.

Wang Nan smiled. The Wang family had investigated Boss Zheng and the Wang family knew about the fact that he was designated as the Nobel Prize winner.

He loved seeing this surprised expression from Dr. Keenta.

"You are all crazy, a bunch of lunatics!" Dr. Keenta then said: "He won the Nobel Prize recommendation through interventional surgery, not orthopedic surgery! Such a large operation, he will not succeed."

"Dr. Keenta, Boss Zheng judged that you made a mistake in your surgery three years ago and was confident of correcting this mistake." Wang Nan said, and took the relevant test form from his assistant and handed it to Dr. Keenta.

The angry Dr. Keenta was stunned when he saw the test sheet.

The cobalt element exceeds the standard by 1000 times!

No wonder this question asked me what material I used for metal hip replacement surgery three years ago. It turned out to be like this.

The hip joint material does contain metal cobalt. But the outer membrane is very strong, and rare metal cobalt will not appear in the blood at all.

Dr. Keenta's first consciousness was that this test sheet was fake.

It must be the old and immortal thing from Johns Hopkins Hospital who found this young man.

There must be a P transaction between this!
Chapter completed!