The Surgeon's Studio Chapter 982 - Who the F*ck is This

Chapter 982: Who the F*ck is This

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Is it an extrapyramidal reaction?” Elder Wu nodded. He thought about it carefully and said a few words to Mu Tao.

The patient’s vital signs were stable. It was just that he had the syndrome of muscle guarding due to excessive movement caused by the twitching of his hands and feet. The physical examination found that the mental symptoms were not obvious. On the other hand, the delayed dyskinesia had the ‘mouth-tongue-cheek triad’. Symptoms such as sucking, licking, and chewing were relatively mild.

The patient’s symptoms were not severe. There was no need for medication or special antagonistic treatment. It was fine as long as the gastric remission was stopped.

Zheng Ren exchanged a few more words with Mu Tao. He looked at the time and did not ask Mu Tao to send him. He called for a car and went straight to the airport with the Professor and Feng Xuhui to meet up with Su Yun.

Mu Tao did not dare to leave casually either.

This was because although the diagnosis of the patient was clear, if there were any other problems that caused breathing difficulties and required tracheostomy, he would need to stay behind to deal with first aid.

It was best not to leave this kind of work to Elder Wu. After all, the old man was already old. It was better not to leave the work of first aid to him.

Elder Wu was not careless because of Zheng Ren’s diagnosis. He consulted the entire hospital and a.n.a.lyzed the patient’s overall situation.

After more than half an hour of comprehensive consultation, the Chief of the Department of Neurology confirmed that the patient indeed had an extrapyramidal reaction.

The final judgment was the same as Zheng Ren’s diagnosis.

Mu Tao was very emotional. Normally, doctors would not know about this kind of drug reaction. At least, this was the first case he had encountered in his ten years of medical practice.

However, Boss Zheng was able to make a diagnosis after reading the doctor’s orders. It seemed that he was not only good at surgery. His skills at diagnosis were also quite valiant.

Once there was a diagnosis, the consultation would be dismissed. After confirming that the patient did not need special treatment, as long as the patient’s stomach was fixed and the patient recovered, he could gradually recover.

The chief resident of the Department of Neurology, who came to the consultation at the beginning, was not in a hurry to go back. Instead, he went to Mu Tao’s side and he asked, “Brother Mu, who is the doctor who gave the diagnosis? He looks young, but his standard is really high. After looking at the medical advice, he can make a definite diagnosis.”

“It’s Boss Zheng Ren, the candidate for the n.o.bel Prize project,” Mu Tao said.

“Uh…” the chief resident of the Department of Neurology clicked her tongue.

The n.o.bel Prize in Medicine? That award that was so far away that he did not even dare to think about it…

“Brother Mu, I didn’t see any reports about who was nominated for the n.o.bel Prize,” the Chief Resident of the Department of Neurology asked in puzzlement.

“When he was nominated, he was performing a special mission,” Mu Tao answered indifferently.

“Special mission… from the health team?” The chief resident of the Department of Neurology was even more surprised.

There were less than a hundred members in the health team. They were all top-notch demon-level figures in the medical field in the country.

The number of members in the health team in Tiannan Province could be counted on one hand. All the members of the health team were basically gathered in the two large-scale grade-A hospitals in the Imperial Capital and Sorcery Capital.

This kind of person was rarely seen. He did not expect him to be so young.

“Brother Mu, you’re not joking, right?” Chief resident of the Department of Neurology still could not understand.

“Can this be a joke?” Mu Tao smiled bitterly. To be honest, he did not really believe it at first.

Especially when he lost to Zheng Ren in the selection for the prostate interventional embolization surgery. He was still very disappointed.

However, Mu Tao had already gotten used to it with this experience in the Imperial Capital from Pengxi Village, then to the Imperial Capital and Shenzhen City.

“He’s really amazing,” the chief resident of the Department of Neurology praised. “Why did he come to our hospital?”

“I invited him to teach surgery,” Mu Tao said softly.

“…” The chief resident of the Department of Neurology was really surprised this time.

What n.o.bel Prize? What healthcare team? They were too far away from being ordinary doctors. They could hope for a lifetime… They could not even hope for a lifetime, so it was still somewhat difficult to imagine.

For an ordinary doctor, being able to make a name for himself in Shenzhen City was already a purgatory-level mission.

For example, Mu Tao had basically achieved such a goal.

He knew what level Mu Tao was at. Did he invite such a young doctor to be a freelance surgeon? Perhaps it was the effect of the n.o.bel prize halo…

“Brother Mu, how much does a freelance surgeon who is a candidate for the n.o.bel prize cost?” the chief resident of the Department of Neurology asked with a smile.

“It’s not a flying knife. It’s a teaching surgery.” Mu Tao was also very depressed. If only it was a flying knife…

If it was a flying knife, it was just a business deal. The patient agreed to find a professor to perform the surgery, pay for the surgery, and pay up afterwards.

However, Boss Zheng did six surgeries and did not take a single cent. He only booked the plane tickets and the hotel. He did not even have meals. After Boss Zheng was done with all his surgeries, he rushed back to the Imperial Capital.

He owed him a huge favor.

It was even easier to say that he owed him a favor. From a certain point of view, they were already teacher and student.

“…” Only then did the chief resident of the Department of Neurology notice that Mu Tao had initially said that he was teaching surgery, not just simply throwing knives.

In fact, he was not very clear about the difference between the two. This was because throwing knives were very common across the country. However, teaching… which surgical demon had the time to teach someone else surgery? He could not even perform countless surgeries every day, yet he still taught other people.

“Brother Mu, with your standard, I reckon that even Elder Wu can’t teach you. Do you still need someone to teach you?”

“Boss Zheng’s standard is really high.” Mu Tao sighed and said, “Don’t be fooled by his appearance. You saw it just now. He could confirm that it was the extrapyramidal reaction caused by gastric remission after reading the doctor’s orders.”

The chief resident of the Department of Neurology thought for a moment and confirmed that it was indeed the case. He was a specialist doctor, so the physical examination and consultation were just guesses. The chief of the hospital made the decision before the diagnosis was made.

And how long did it take for that person? Less than ten minutes, and he was able to confirm that it was the extrapyramidal reaction caused by gastric remission. How much clinical experience did he have to make the diagnosis so quickly?

He was a little depressed. He was afraid that he would never reach this level in his lifetime. However, thinking about it, he was still a candidate for the n.o.bel Prize. If he did not have some ability, where would he get the nomination for the n.o.bel Prize.

Just as he walked to the entrance of the Interventional Department, a person wearing a navy blue suit rushed in.

“Professor Mu, is Boss Zheng here?” the person asked.

“He has already left,” Mu Tao said. “What’s the matter?”

“My master has made a decision and wants to see Boss Zheng for an operation.” The navy blue suit was a little regretful. After asking about the time of Zheng Ren’s departure, he sighed. He did not expect him to leave so early.

“Who is this?” after the navy blue suit left, the chief resident of the Department of Neurology asked in a low voice.

“Xiangjiang people, Zou family, the old man’s personal secretary,” Mu Tao answered expressionlessly.

A storm rose in the depths of his heart.

He had repeatedly told Zheng Ren and Boss Zheng not to touch this kind of demonic voodoo, but Boss Zheng only operated on him. Who would have thought that the Zou family’s Mr. Zou, who was known for being cautious, actually wanted to treat the voodoo with surgery.

Surgery to remove the voodoo, or interventional treatment?

Why did it sound so unreliable?

The chief resident of the Department of Neurology was also shocked. In Shenzhen City, he had more or less had contact with the Xiangjiang side. The Zou family was one of the top ten big families in Xiangjiang.

He was looking for Boss Zheng to operate on him?

The chief resident of the Department of Neurology could not help but click his tongue.