Chapter 972 Death's Coveted

The route she took circled an arc, passing Su Yun intentionally or unintentionally.

After everyone had left, Mr. Wu pointed to the chair and said, "Boss Zheng, sit down and talk."

"Just call Xiao Zheng, you are too polite." Zheng Ren smiled.

"It's a good habit to see patients so late." Mr. Wu said.

"After so many years, I've gotten used to it. If I don't look at it, I'm always worried about something going wrong." Zheng Ren laughed.

"Keep it up." Elder Wu nodded and said, "This is a good habit. As doctors, we can't be too careful no matter how careful we are."

Zheng Ren nodded.

"This is Professor Rudolf." Elder Wu looked at Professor Rudolf Wagner and said.

"Well, just call me rich." Professor Rudolf Wagner said.

This down-to-earth name will make people feel unreal when they hear it for the first time. The blond-haired Professor Rudolf Wagner, no matter how you contact him, can't be connected with the three words Fuguier.

Mr. Wu was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "You did a good job in surgery, and you can speak Chinese even better."

The professor didn't speak, just smiled self-confidently.

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At the same time, several experts are meeting at the Mayo Clinic Heart Research Center in Rochester, Minnesota, USA.

Mayo Clinic's heart disease treatment is ranked first in the world.

The medical record in front of me is a patient from Xiangjiang. Well, the annual income of the Mayo Clinic is close to tens of billions of dollars. In their eyes, ordinary rich people will not have any impression at all. In other words, just having money is definitely not enough.

Here, no one cares about the amount of wealth, and those who can pay to come to Mayo for medical treatment and physical examination are not short of money.

This patient's condition is very strange. He is obviously healthy like a wild horse on the African grasslands, but he suddenly dies intermittently during sleep.

I don't know how many relevant examinations have been done, but there is no diagnosis. I can only guess that it is a heart disease, and I have given some preventive treatment.

The patient had just suffered another attack and died suddenly without warning. Because of the close monitoring, the family doctor immediately rescued the patient, and the patient was out of danger.

In other words, the treatment at the Mayo Clinic has no effect.

Sudden cardiac arrest at night without any warning, but no problem can be found, such cases are simply too rare. Several professors at Mayo couldn't find out what the disease was.

It can only be said that the god of death is coveting by this person's side, and at some point, that sickle will stick out in a different space to harvest his life.

It seems that we can only pray, this is the only way.

But this kind of words can only be thought about in private, but it cannot appear in any medical documents.

After discussion, I still turn to a few friends with better relationships to see if other people can do it.

When he found a professor at the Karolinska Institutet of Medical University in Stockholm, he was silent for a while and gave a suggestion.

The level of diagnosis is not the same for everyone. Maybe the Mayo Clinic will be stronger, but if you want to say how much better, it may not be so.

The professor gave a suggestion - go to the little doctor from China who is a candidate for this year's Nobel Prize, because although he doesn't know how the little doctor's diagnostic skills are, he knows that the level of surgery is the top in the world .

His surgery is unparalleled, and he has a pair of hands that have been kissed by God. This is how a professor at the Karolinska Institutet of Medical University in Stockholm described Zheng Ren.

The level of surgery is high, and the diagnosis must not be bad.

When there is no other way, it is also a good choice to go to him to have a look.

Do you want to do this? It doesn't matter if you are familiar with the professor. When you encounter difficult problems, you are used to discussing with each other.

But a young doctor who has not yet integrated into the circle, even if he has a paper in "New England" and a "Lancet"; even if he has the addition of a Nobel Prize nomination, he has not been accepted by the mainstream medical circle.

Are you really looking for him?

But this is a hot potato. Tell the patient that there is a person who may have a way, let him find it by himself, so as not to have to face this difficult case repeatedly.

Doctors in Mayo are not afraid of difficulties. It's just that all the checks have been done, and there is still no reasonable explanation.

This is a headache.

It's best to get this out of the way.

Soon, several professors finalized their opinions, euphemistically expressed Mayo's views and gave a suggestion.

Write this suggestion into an email, click send, and follow the electromagnetic waves to Xiangjiang, and arrive at Zou Jiahua's mailbox.

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There was a knock on the office door.

It's so late, who else? Mu Tao was puzzled and went to open the door.

It was the assistant who just handed over the card.

"Mr. Mu, hello." The assistant said politely: "Just now my master said that he is rushing over."

"oh?"

"Mr. Wu, please wait a moment, please forgive me for disturbing you."

"It's okay." Wu Haishi said, "Why is Mr. Zou rushing here so late?"

The female assistant was silent, and then told Mr. Wu flatly that she didn't know the specific situation.

Then, she left.

"Pengcheng is close to Xiangjiang, and the teacher is well-known in the industry. There are many people from Xiangjiang who come to see the doctor." Mu Tao explained to Zheng Ren with a smile.

Ordinary Xiangjiang people are willing to come to Pengcheng to see a doctor. Although Xiangjiang does not cost money to see a doctor, no one can stand the queue. If you want to avoid queuing, you have to accept the sky-high prices of private hospitals. Across the river, it is not expensive to come to Pengcheng to see a doctor, and everyone can accept it.

But like this Mr. Zou, it is a different situation.

Wu Lao is one of the best in the industry. He has been involved in all disciplines and has brought a group of disciples.

Mu Tao is just one of them.

Because in Pengcheng, he communicated more with his counterparts in Xiangjiang, so Mr. Wu is also well-known in Xiangjiang.

But in the middle of the night, a rich man drove to see a doctor, which is a bit unreal.

Zheng Ren didn't think it had anything to do with him, and Mu Tao also said, it's best not to talk too much. Then let’s not talk about it, anyway, I’m here to teach Mu Tao how to do TIPS surgery, Zheng Ren really doesn’t care about whether the rich are rich or not.

Suddenly, a "ding dong" sound came from Zheng Ren's ear.

My heart moved, is there a mission?

[System Task: Get rid of "Gu Poison"

Task content: Treat a disease that cannot be diagnosed with existing technology.

Task reward: Grandmaster skill book +1, reputation +1.

Task time: 1 month. 】

This task is so tasteless. Zheng Ren looked at the tasks in the system panel, feeling a little helpless.

Prestige +1, what are the benefits? Like a singer or a movie star, come to a city where thousands of people are empty?

Isn't this nonsense?

Singers can go to the Bird's Nest to hold a concert, and tens of thousands of people will H together. But doctor, go to the Bird's Nest for a free clinic?

Does it make no sense at all?

Zheng Ren put this task behind him, and stayed in Pengcheng to see a doctor, which would affect the progress of the TIPS operation.