The Surgeon's Studio Chapter 973 - The Covet of Death

Chapter 973: The Covet of Death

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

She took a detour and walked past Su Yun intentionally or unintentionally.

After everyone had left, Elder Wu pointed at the chair and said, “Boss Zheng, sit down and talk.”

“Just call me Little Zheng. You’re too polite,” Zheng Ren said with a smile.

“It’s so late and you’re still here to see the patient. It’s a good habit,” Elder Wu said.

“After so many years, I’m used to it. If I don’t take a look, I’m always worried that something will go wrong,” Zheng Ren said with a smile.

“Keep it up,” Elder Wu nodded and said, “This is a good habit. As doctors, we can’t be too careful.”

Zheng Ren nodded.

“This is Professor Rudolf, right?” Elder Wu looked at Rudolf Wagner and said.

“Well, just call me Lil Fugui,”said Professor Rudolf Wagner.

This name was so down-to-earth that anyone who heard it for the first time would have an ethereal feeling. No matter how hard they tried to address the blond professor Rudolf Wagner, they could not connect him to the word ‘rich’.

Elder Wu was slightly stunned, but he immediately smiled and said, “You did a good job on the surgery, and you speak Chinese better than most.”

The Professor did not say anything, but just smiled proudly.

…

At the same time, in the United States, in Rochester, Minnesota, a few experts were having a meeting at the Mayo Clinic’s heart research center.

The Mayo Clinic’s treatment of heart disease was ranked first in the world.

The medical record in front of them was of a patient from Hong Kong. Yes, the Mayo Clinic’s annual income was close to ten billion US dollars. Ordinary rich people would not have any impression of them. Or it could be said that just having money was absolutely not enough.

Here, no one would care about how much money they had. Those who could pay to come to the Mayo Clinic for medical treatment and physical examination were not lacking in money.

This patient’s condition was very strange. He was clearly as healthy as a wild horse on the African plains, but he had suddenly died in his sleep.

Countless related examinations had been done, but there was no diagnosis. They could only guess that it was a heart disease and give some preventive treatment.

The patient had just had another attack and had suddenly died without any warning. Because of the close surveillance, the family doctor had saved the patient at the first moment, and the patient was out of danger.

In other words, the treatment at the Mayo Clinic was ineffective.

There was a sudden cardiac arrest at night without any warning, but no problems could be found. This kind of case was too rare. A few of Mayo’s professors could not figure out what the disease was.

It could only be said that death was coveting this man. No one knew when that sickle would come out of the other dimension and take his life.

It seemed that they could only pray. This was the only way.

However, such words could only be thought about in private, but they could not appear in any medical doc.u.ments.

After discussing it, they still turned to a few of their close friends to see if there was any other way.

When he found a professor from the Karolinska Inst.i.tute of Medicine at Stockholm Medical University, he was silent for a long time before he gave a suggestion.

Everyone’s diagnostic skills were about the same. Mayo Clinic might be better, but it was not necessarily the best.

The professor gave a suggestion: to find the young doctor from China who was a candidate for this year’s n.o.bel Prize. Although he did not know how good the young doctor’s diagnostic skills were, he knew that his surgical skills were among the best in the world.

His surgical skills were unparalleled. He had a pair of hands that had been kissed by G.o.d. The professor from the Karolinska School of Medicine at Stockholm University described Zheng Ren as such.

If his surgical skills were high, his diagnosis would definitely not be bad.

When there was no other way, it was also a good choice to look for him.

Should he do it? It did not matter if he was a familiar professor. When people encountered difficult problems, they were already used to discussing with each other.

However, a young doctor who had not yet integrated into the community, even if he had a New England paper and a lancet paper, and even if he had the bonus of a n.o.bel Prize nomination, was not accepted by the mainstream medical community.

Should he really be found?

However, this was a hot potato. It told the patient that there was someone who might have a way to find it himself, so that he would not have to face this difficult case study again and again.

Mayo doctors were not afraid of difficulties. It was just that all the tests had been done, and there was still no reasonable explanation.

This was a headache.

It was best to push this matter out.

Soon, a few professors finally confirmed their opinions. They tactfully expressed Mayo’s opinion and gave a suggestion.

This suggestion was written in the email and sent. It followed the electromagnetic waves to Xiangjiang and came to Zou Jiahua’s mailbox.

…

There was a knock on the office door.

It was so late, so who else could it be? Mu Tao was puzzled and went to open the door.

It was the a.s.sistant who had just handed in the card.

“h.e.l.lo, Professor Mu,” the a.s.sistant said very politely. “Master Bu just said that he is on his way here.”

“Oh?”

“Please wait for a moment, Mr. Wu. Please forgive me for disturbing you.”

“No problem.” Wu Haishi said, “Why did Mr. Zou rush here so late?”

The female a.s.sistant was silent, then she calmly told Elder Wu that she did not know the specific situation.

Then, she left.

“Shenzhen City is close to Hong Kong. The professor is also very famous in the industry. There are many people from Hong Kong who come to see the doctor,” Mu Tao explained to Zheng Ren with a smile.

Ordinary people from Hong Kong were willing to come to Shenzhen city to see the doctor. Although it did not cost money to see the doctor in Hong Kong, no one could stand the queue. If they did not want to queue, they had to accept the sky-high price of a private hospital. It was a river separated from Shenzhen City. The cost of coming to Shenzhen City to see a doctor was not high, so everyone could accept it.

However, this Mr. Zou was in a different situation.

Elder Wu was one of the top demon in the industry. He had interacted with all the subjects and even brought a group of disciples with him.

Mu Tao was only one of them.

Because he interacted with many of his peers in Shenzhen City, Elder Wu was also famous in Hong Kong.

However, it was a bit surreal for a rich man to drive here in the middle of the night to see a doctor.

Zheng Ren felt that it had nothing to do with him. Moreover, Mu Tao had also said that it was best not to talk too much. In that case, he might as well not say anything. In any case, he was here to teach Mu Tao how to perform TIPS surgery. Zheng Ren really did not care whether he was rich or not.

Suddenly, a ‘ding dong’ sound rang in Zheng Ren’s ears.

His heart skipped a beat. Did he have a mission?

[System mission: Expel the ‘Gu poison’]

[Mission content: Treat a disease that cannot be diagnosed by current technology]

[Mission reward: Master Level Skill Book +1, Reputation +1]

[Mission time: 1 month]

This mission was really useless. Zheng Ren looked at the mission in the System interface and felt a little helpless.

Reputation +1… What was the benefit? Like a singer or a movie star, coming to a city with tens of thousands of people?

It was all nonsense, was it not? Why did he need it for?

A singer could go to a bird’s nest to hold a concert with tens of thousands of people. But a doctor going to the bird’s nest for free treatment?

It was completely meaningless.

Zheng Ren threw this mission to the back of his mind. If he stayed in Shenzhen City to treat people, it would affect the progress of TIPS surgery.