The car quickly drove to a beautiful and semi-open place, a three-story building with a positive and large building, standing among green grass.

"Boss, this is the special care area of ​​the Caroline Medical Surgery Research Institute in Stockholm." Professor Rudolf Wagner said: "I will go and go through the procedures later. There must be a very strict security check when entering the door."

"Who is here to diagnose and treat it recently?" Su Yun exclaimed and asked absent-mindedly.

The professor did not speak loudly, but remained silent. He silently asked for Zheng Ren and Su Yun's passport, and he got out of the car.

The lights inside were brightly lit, and the professor's back was very long and fell on the ground, a little lonely.

"Boss, if you don't have you, Fugui'er will be finished this time." Su Yun said, looking at the professor's back.

"No." Zheng Ren smiled, "After so many years of operation, there must be difficulties, but I won't be able to overcome them. Moreover, as a mature doctor, the first thing I consider is not the benefits after the operation, but the consequences of the failure of the operation."

"Are you so sure that Fuguier is not obsessed with profit?"

"It's okay, Fuguier looks rough, but his mind is still very delicate." Zheng Ren said: "We don't have to argue. Whether we can see Dr. Mehal or whether we can have surgery means whether Fuguier has support here."

"I'm talking about the greed and desire to be obsessed with the tone of the last four words.

"Oh, I have to have the ability to take it away, right?" Zheng Ren smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Besides, isn't you there?"

"I know how to pretend to be stupid all day long, why don't you come to the Nobel Prize?!" Su Yun suddenly became angry.

"The key is that I'm not very interested in the Nobel Prize." Zheng Ren said: "Well, to you, are you full of style? But you just don't have any interest, it's meaningless. If you have this time to watch a group of foreigners intrigue, it's better to do a few more surgeries."

"you……"

"Su Yun, how about we go back after we go back?" Zheng Ren interrupted the dispute with Su Yun and said.

"Teaching? TIPS surgery?" Su Yun frowned, "Aren't you afraid of your job being stolen?"

"There are two problems with what you say. First, the doctor is kind and needs to do whatever he does..."

"Shut up, I haven't woken up. Give me a lot of chicken soup. Be careful that I'm not polite to you." Su Yun interrupted Zheng Ren's words roughly.

"Haha." Zheng Ren was not angry either, but smiled and continued, "Second, grab my job? Who do you think has this level? Are you, or a professor? Or anyone here?"

Zheng Ren pointed to the small building of the Caroline Institute of Medical Surgery in Stockholm, smiled and asked.

I'll go... Su Yun thought about Zheng Ren's words later - I'm not saying that someone is, everyone here is rubbish.

Su Yun felt very uncomfortable.

Shouldn’t this kind of full-mindedness be said by yourself?

Who gave him confidence?

But after calming down and thinking about it, what Zheng Ren said was true.

Su Yun couldn't even find a negative example.

If it is a general surgery, Zheng Ren's level can only be said to be good. He can lead a team in any large tertiary hospital in the country. But if it is said how high it is, it may not be possible.

But if there is an interventional surgery... looking at the whole world... Even Professor Rudolph Wagner knelt so thoroughly, Su Yun really couldn't find an example of slapping the face.

"Okay, boss, you won." Su Yun was helpless.

"Then let's book it. When you go back, you contact Director Kong. The first batch of patients will have to undergo teaching surgery." Zheng Ren said: "Take the time to cultivate everyone, so that the new surgery can be launched nationwide as soon as possible."

Su Yun knew what Zheng Ren meant that there are at least 100,000 patients in the country who need TIPS surgery in the advanced stage of cirrhosis. Every year, the same number of new patients appear.

One person will definitely not finish it.

But...Isn't this a good deal to make money? There are so many traffic outside the door, and it's hard to get a ticket for registration. Isn't this what it should be?

But when I ask myself, I have tried my best to operate, and there is no moral failure.

There are really saints in this world? No! It is absolutely impossible! Su Yun frowned and pondered. More than ten minutes later, when Professor Rudolph Wagner walked out, Su Yun slapped his thigh and almost jumped up.

"Boss, your move is so good! Wonderful! Wonderful!" Su Yun's face showed a rare expression of admiration.

Zheng Ren was confused. What was this guy talking about?

What is going to be high? What awesome thing to do? Why don’t you know?

Su Yun didn't explain, but just looked at Zheng Ren with an expression that I knew what you were going to do, with a sharp smile on his lips.

"Boss, the procedures have been completed. We can go to the observation room outside the ward to see Dr. Mehal." Professor Rudolph Wagner seemed to have something to worry about and his voice was a little dull.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun got off the car and followed the professor all the way into the small building of the Caroline Institute of Medical Surgery in Stockholm.

The decoration style here is very similar to the underground research institute in Resident Evil.

Every time Zheng Ren took a step, he heard the echo and felt a little creepy.

This is cultural differences and regional differences, and Zheng Ren comforted himself.

The elevator is large, spacious and quiet.

Arriving on the second floor, a young nurse led the three of them all the way to a ward inside. Open the door, the ward and observation room were partitioned by transparent glass doors.

In the observation room, I clearly saw an old man lying in the ward. His body was filled with tubes, and countless machines made subtle sounds, proving that modern humans are using the highest-end technology to delay the arrival of the God of Death.

Several doctors focused on observing and recording, and they looked very young but very serious.

"Boss, there is Dr. Mehal inside." The professor looked a little depressed and felt extremely depressed. "There is severe coronary artery occlusion, and the three blood vessels are blocked by more than 95%. Now we rely on the external membrane lungs to relieve the burden on the heart, and at the same time we seize the time to find a treatment."

"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded. He had seen these in the system panel in the upper right corner of the field of view.

"Where is the movie?" Zheng Ren asked.

The professor immediately communicated with a young doctor who was observing the changes in Dr. Mehal's condition.

After showing his ID, the young doctor made the record and then read out the silhouette process of Dr. Mehal's coronary angiography from the computer.

It seems that during myocardial infarction, I had already undergone cardiac intervention surgery.

However, the operation was not successful, so only one film of the angiography was left, Zheng Ren guessed in his heart.

But this doesn't matter. Since it's your own patient... treat Dr. Mehal as his own patient, then it's important to watch the movie, the patient, and then the surgery.
Chapter completed!