The Surgeon's Studio

Chapter 625: Textbook Methods Could Not Keep Up With The Situation

When Su Yun and Professor Rudolf Wagner heard this, their expressions became serious. Zheng Ren rarely spoke in such a stern tone.

It was likely that he could be saved now. If they were to delay for a while longer, it would really be hopeless.

The professor said a long series of words very seriously. The people present stopped arguing and quieted down. After the professor finished speaking, the old lady in the wheelchair said something and everyone left.

“Boss, that was awesome.” Su Yun still had the excitement of fighting against Heaven and the Earth.

“I had nothing to do with it,” Zheng Ren said lightly.

“What do you know!” Su Yun was not convinced as he said, “This group of people, if you don’t scold them with reason and evidence, they won’t be convinced. I guess Lil Fugui failed to convince them. I just scolded that person until he didn’t say a word. Now it seems that in ten minutes, it’ll be our turn for surgery.”

“We just have to wait then.” Zheng Ren sat down and looked at the health value on the screen.

After a long time, the professor came back. His face was a little pale, and he was a little excited and nervous.

“How is it, Lil Fugui?” Su Yun asked.

“Madam has agreed to the surgery. She’s preparing the legal documents,” the professor said in a low voice. Zheng Ren felt that the professor’s voice was a little shaky. He opened his eyes and saw that the professor was a little embarrassed, so he smiled.

“Lil Fugui, don’t worry. The surgery will not be a problem,” Zheng Ren comforted the professor.

Professor Rudolf Wagner grinned, wanting to show a smile. However, his smile was even uglier than crying.

Zheng Ren was speechless. There was no way to persuade him.

He did not know what kind of guarantee the professor had made or what kind of connections he had used, but he could imagine that the professor had placed a huge bet on the surgery at that moment.

The surgery was not 100% successful, but Zheng Ren believed in the results of training in the System’s operating theater. With the addition of his luck +12 and the success rate of interventional surgery +4, the probability of failure would not be as high.

Zheng Ren wanted to comfort the professor but did not know what to say.

Just like how the family members of the patients were nervous and anxious before the surgery, it was useless for the doctor to say anything. Only if the surgery was successful and the patients recovered well after the surgery would it be true.

The sound of faint footsteps could be heard. They were all mixed and many.

The professor became even more nervous.

Soon, a group of people pushed Mrs. Mehar, who was sitting in a wheelchair, into the room.

The people who came did not even look at Zheng Ren. They just talked to the professor in a very serious manner.

Behind Mrs. Mehar’s wheelchair, there was a lawyer in a suit holding a document, looking for the professor to sign.

Was this not the exact opposite? What was going on?

Zheng Ren was confused. It did not seem to be the same as what he knew of patient counseling.

Why were they getting the professor’s signature? It should be the patient’s family’s signature.

Su Yun did not understand this and was a little confused.

After completing the signature procedure, the professor introduced Mrs. Mehar who was in a wheelchair to Zheng Ren. Then, he began to get busy and prepare for the surgery.

Professor Rudolf Wagner had paid a huge price, but the most important thing was that Su Yun had displayed a professional quality that made the world-class expert speechless, and he had a knowledge of cardiac current.

However, this alone was definitely not enough.

The key was that the doctors at the Caroline Medical and Surgical Research Institute in Stockholm judged that even if Dr. Mehar had the help of the extracorporeal membrane lung, he would only have a lifespan of fewer than two days.

In other words, the life span of the machine was less than 48 hours and it could be terminated at any time.

Although Professor Rudolf Wagner was a doctor who engaged in heart intervention, Dr. Mehar’s wife was also tempted with his repeated promises.

Even if the surgery failed, they would only lose 48 hours, so why not give it a try?

All the pressure was ultimately on Professor Rudolf Wagner.

He assisted the doctors of the research institute and busied himself. He asked Zheng Ren what medical supplies he needed. If he required anything special and the research institute did not have them, they could transfer them from all over the world at any time.

However, Zheng Ren said that he did not need any special equipment. He only needed the corresponding equipment for the coronary artery rotational grinding technique.

Looking at the suspicious eyes around him, Professor Rudolf Wagner’s heart felt as if it was being suspended in mid-air.

He believed in Zheng Ren, and he could only choose to believe.

If Dr. Mehar passed away, all the work he had done before would vanish into nothingness.

It was the Nobel Prize in Medicine and there hadn’t been a new method to win it in decades.

Even if he was only the second author, the professor was already very satisfied.

It was his ideal, the ideal that he had fought for his whole life.

For the final dream, the professor decided to give it his all in the end.

He put his honor, future, and status on the line.

The operating theater was on the second floor, less than a hundred meters away from the ward. Preoperative preparations were completed, and a professional doctor escorted Dr. Mehar directly to the operating theater.

There was no communication and the atmosphere was a little depressing. Zheng Ren was still used to the environment of the operating theater in Sea City General Hospital’s emergency department. Here, he could not hear Chu Yanzhi shouting to burn his calories, nor could he hear Xie Yiren’s gentle and busy figure as she flitted about.

“Boss, are you really confident?” Su Yun asked softly as he changed his clothes.

“Uh...”Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment. “When you told Lil Fugui, I saw that you were very confident. You said it so well that even I almost believed you.”

“What do you mean that even you almost believed me?”

“Even I thought that I could do it,” Zheng Ren had an innocent look on his face. He spread his hands and said, “I haven’t done it before. Who knows if I can.”

“God...” Su Yun faceplamed.

“Stop fooling around. Hurry up and brush your hands.” Zheng Ren smiled and said, “The probability of success is at least ninety-five percent. Well, I said a hundred percent. It might be a little high, but ninety-five percent is still very modest.”

Su Yun was stunned for a moment. He considered that a modest figure?

“I saw the radiographic films. There’s a taboo about the rotary grinding technique.” It was not that Su Yun did not understand. He had his own thoughts.

When he was about to go on stage, he always felt uneasy, especially when Zheng Ren said with certainty that the success rate of the surgery was so high. He was very puzzled, so he pressed on.

“That’s because the practitioner’s skill level is not enough and their technique isn’t strong. That’s why they think it’s a taboo.” Zheng Ren smiled. Because he was wearing a sterile mask, he could not see the slightly raised corners of his mouth. “Otherwise, why would there only be a ninety percent chance of complications from the interlayer surgery if it was worn out? Isn’t there still a ten percent chance of success?”

“You mean that the ten percent is a coincidence, but you... Eh? Who gave you the confidence?” Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren in surprise.

The contraindications written in the textbook had actually become a common disease in Zheng Ren’s case. Who gave him that kind of confidence?

“Science and technology are progressing at a rapid rate. The textbook can’t keep up with the latest situation at all. Su Yun, you have to study hard,” Zheng Ren said earnestly as he brushed his hands.