Chapter 1944 It Took Nearly a Minute to Confirm

Backing the blame is also about seniority, how big are the small shoulders, what can they resist? Taking a step back, if something happened and you were blamed, how could my old Zhou treat you badly?

That's a blessing in disguise, okay?

Zheng Ren didn't care so much, he sat on the side, still watching the film over and over again.

"Boss, what are you looking at?" Su Yun asked.

"I'm still idle, let's figure out how to do the surgery." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Overall, there is no major problem. Let's do an angiography first to confirm."

"You are Dr. Zheng?" Lin Yuan walked over hesitantly, but once she made a decision, she stopped thinking about other things and became more generous.

"Yes." Zheng Ren looked at the film and nodded slightly. He didn't pay attention to whether the person standing beside him was a beautiful woman with a ponytail or a bald old man.

"Who are you?" Su Yun raised his head unhappily, and took a breath, the black hair fluttering on his forehead seemed to be expressing his dissatisfaction.

"My name is Lin Yuan, and I am..."

"Doctor, Harvard Medical School, you know." Su Yun interrupted Lin Yuan's words before Zheng Ren reached out.

Lin Yuan stretched out his hand, stunned in front of Zheng Ren.

"Doctor Lin, please sit down." Zheng Ren was very gentle, but he still didn't look at her, and didn't even notice her outstretched hand. "What advice do you have?"

"I..." Before Lin Yuan could speak, Su Yun interrupted him again.

"Boss, do you think you are approachable?"

Uh... Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment, how can he be approachable after just a few words with himself.

"You're hurting her!" Su Yun made an exaggerated expression, "Her doctoral supervisor, probably has to politely say something to Boss Zheng when she sees you."

"No." Zheng Ren said, "You don't know what major she is in."

"Harvard Medical School admits very few international students every year, and it only provides four doctoral degrees in biology." Su Yun said through the black hair on his forehead with contempt.

He seemed very dissatisfied with Lin Yuan calling his boss Dr. Zheng just now.

"I'm clinical..."

"It's just a doctoral student, what's the difference." Su Yun said disdainfully, "Seeing that your diagnosis just now is a bit tricky, you must have worked hard in school, do you feel that you are omnipotent now?"

Lin Yuan frowned and looked at Su Yun.

Why is this man so rude!

"Forget it, Su Yun." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Doctor Lin, do you have any questions?"

"Dr. Zheng, how did you come up with pulmonary vein stenosis from radiofrequency ablation?"

"Oh, I didn't think of it from radiofrequency ablation." Zheng Ren replied.

"But you..."

"Don't say that, can Professor Wu accept it?" Su Yun glanced at Lin Yuan and said, "I can see that there is a problem with the pulmonary vein at a glance, right, boss."

"No, I finally decided after watching it for nearly a minute."

Lin Yuan felt that Boss Zheng was more annoying than the domineering doctor named Su Yun. What was he showing off? This kind of faint pretense is the most annoying.

"You want to ask about radiofrequency ablation?" Zheng Ren looked at Lin Yuan and said, "The incidence of PVS after radiofrequency ablation was 3%-8% before 2004, and 2%-3% from 2004 to 2016. Its missed diagnosis The average rate of diagnosis is 16 weeks. It is often misdiagnosed as pneumonia, asthma, pulmonary embolism, lung cancer, etc. The patient in front of me is a typical example of being misdiagnosed as lung cancer.”

"These data……"

"It's in the archives. You'll finish the operation later. If you're interested, you can go back and look it up." Zheng Ren felt that he had said enough, so he terminated the conversation.

"Well, I can only say that I think there is a problem, but I don't know where the problem is." Su Yun followed up with a knife.

Lin Yuan's ponytail shook slightly, a little angry.

But what Su Yun said was the truth, she couldn't refute it at all.

"Boss Zheng, we're ready to send the patient away." Zhou Chunyong had a message and called Zheng Ren.

Lin Yuan looked at Zhou Chunyong politely as if reporting his medical history to a superior doctor, and was a little puzzled.

Follow up and have a look.

"Boss, Zou Yu has arranged the place, and Master Yan is here." Su Yun said while holding the phone, reading the message on it.

"Oh, that's fine." Zheng Ren said, "The operation will be finished soon, send the patient back and let's go together."

The last sentence was spoken to Zhou Chunyong.

"I'm going...forgot to call Xiao Feng!" Su Yun said.

"Do you know where the interventional operating room is?"

"I've been here twice, and whoever is like you is a nerd. You're lucky if you don't get lost in 912."

Su Yun habitually hates his own boss.

When he came to the operating room and changed his clothes, Su Yun sat directly in the operating room without any intention of getting started.

Zhou Chunyong was used to it, but he was not prepared to perform the operation himself.

After all, I am not familiar with the anatomical structure, and the pulmonary vein is not my best skill. With Boss Zheng around, it would be nice to be an assistant.

He honestly greeted Zheng Ren, and then went directly to disinfect.

The doctor on duty in the Interventional Department of the Cancer Hospital looked dumbfounded at Zhou Chunyong brushing his hands for disinfection.

The chief director of liver and gallbladder in the imperial capital is going to have surgery?

But is it really compliant to perform surgery across hospitals and disciplines?

He didn't know whether to stand up, accuse Zhou Chunyong with righteous words, drive him away, or pretend not to see.

Pretend not to see, if something goes wrong, you will have to take the blame.

The doctor on duty was sweating all over his back, but he figured it out soon.

Call the second-line professors and ask, this pot, I will definitely not recite it!

Seeing that Zhou Chunyong had already started to prepare for disinfection, the doctor on duty immediately ran to the place with good signal in the corridor and called the second-line Professor Jiang.

After dialing, the phone rang in the locker room.

It's already here, that's good, that's good.

"What's wrong?" Professor Jiang asked from the locker room.

The doctor on duty hurried in and whispered, "Mr. Jiang, Director Zhou is disinfecting."

"So fast! Lao Zhou is so unreasonable!" Professor Jiang said angrily.

Seeing what he was thinking, the little doctor on duty let out a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Jiang, I think so too."

Professor Jiang didn't continue talking, but changed clothes faster. I didn't even have time to fasten my trousers, so I dragged my slippers and walked towards the operating room.

"Mr. Jiang, hat."

Professor Jiang took the time to fasten his trouser belt, then grabbed the sterile cap and put it on, and took another sterile mask and tied the belt on the back as he walked.

He walked a little faster, his pants were not fastened, and they fell down before he walked out of the locker room.

"MD!" Professor Jiang cursed, quickly pulled up his trousers, and rushed to the operating room while fastening the belt.

Look at how angry Teacher Jiang is!

The doctor on duty was secretly thankful that Director Zhou was not allowed to disinfect at that time.

If Mr. Jiang vented his anger, I'm afraid he would have nothing good to eat.