The Surgeon's Studio

Chapter 844: Strangled Him to Death

The young man was arrogant and despotic. He really wanted to let him learn the dangers of medical treatment. This was what Zhao Yunlong thought to himself.

The bloody mist filled the entire operating theater. It was a mess.

Two nurses and the anesthesiologist were frantically rescuing and administering medicine. They allowed the blood to drip down and pour all over the person’s head and body.

In the operating theater, only Zheng Ren was standing in the position of the surgeon like a statue. He did not move at all.

Zhao Yunlong sneered. No matter how skilled he was, Zheng Ren was a young man when all was said and done. He did not have enough clinical experience. He would be dumbfounded if he encountered such a situation.

If he spat out this much blood, it meant that the blood accumulated in his stomach was empty. The negative pressure would suck out more venous blood. The patient, who was already on the verge of death, would probably only have one to two minutes of resuscitation time left.

Moreover, the patient was agitated and kept twitching. Under such conditions, it was impossible to perform the TIPS surgery.

One to two minutes passed in the blink of an eye. This surgery had failed.

Zhao Yunlong’s eyes narrowed when he saw Zheng Ren ‘dazedly’ standing next to the operating table, allowing the blood to drip onto his sterile surgical gown.

A person who died during the surgery might not have much to do with the surgeon, or it could even be said that it had nothing to do with him. However, he had to bring up this matter at the morning meeting tomorrow.

Young people were arrogant and despotic. If he did not whip and discipline him, his tail would probably stick up into the sky.

Was this also a form of love for young people?

It was just that this weight was not heavy enough. He still had to work harder to find something to use against him. It would be best if he could completely crush this ignorant little fellow to death and chase him back to his hometown in the northeast, so that he would not be loitering in front of his eyes every day and annoy him.

Zhao Yunlong’s mind flashed with countless thoughts.

Chief Luo’s brows were tightly knitted. When he saw the patient lying on the operating table inside spurt out a mouthful of blood all over the room, his heart went cold.

It was over. It was too late...

Now, there was nothing he could do.

Chief Luo had encountered the situation of a mouthful of blood spurting onto the room hundreds of times in the decades he had been a doctor.

Not a single patient could be saved...

Forget it. It seemed that Boss Zheng was not omnipotent. It was a pity that he had called a little late. If he had called a few minutes earlier, perhaps Boss Zheng would still have a way.

Chief Luo sighed softly. He turned around and was about to open the sealed front door when he saw a petite and pretty figure open the induction door and rush in.

Go and save the patient. Although the probability of success was very low, he had to do something.

Chief Luo did not care that he was crossing the line inside and directly rushed in.

The room was on fire. Who could care about that bit of radiation?!

Zhao Yunlong also wanted to go in to express his intentions. Everyone was saving the patient, so it was not good for him to stand in the operating room outside.

However, the moment he was about to move, he suddenly noticed that the screen in front of the operating table had been moving all along!

The patient spat out a mouthful of blood into the room. Blood rained down from the sky, attracting everyone’s attention. Even Chief Luo and Zhao Yunlong did not notice that the surgery was still ongoing.

In a normal sense, when this kind of situation happened to the patient, the surgery would not be able to continue at all.

It turned out to be just an ordinary normal situation.

The person standing inside was Zheng Ren, a candidate for the Nobel Prize!

Zhao Yunlong looked at the screen in surprise. On the screen, a stent was rapidly going down the guide wire.

He was stunned. His body maintained a strange posture. The right half of his body was about to rush toward the operating theater, but the left half of his body remained still.

It was so strange.

However, Zhao Yunlong did not realize how strange his posture was because he saw an even stranger scene.

The patient’s spasms and convulsions were especially severe. Many times, the position of the guide wire and the stent could not even be seen on the screen. It was only when he could occasionally see it that he could see the shadow that represented the stent moving forward rapidly.

He... Could it be that when the patient vomited blood and sprayed blood onto the room, the puncture was successful?!

This...

This was impossible!

Those who did not know how to perform the TIPS surgery might not be surprised and think that this was what was expected.

But who was Zhao Yunlong? He was a professor in the leading group of the best hospital in the country. He was a doctor who coveted the position of Chief Physician. Every year, there were around a hundred successful cases of the TIPS surgery.

The patient lay quietly. The probability of success of a needle puncture in the TIPS surgery was very small. On top of that, the patient was vomiting blood.

In a quiet state, Zhao Yunlong tried eight times to puncture the patient, but all of them ended in failure.

Yet, Zheng Ren succeeded in one attempt while the patient was vomiting blood and was agitated? It was impossible. It was absolutely impossible.

Zheng Ren was stunning. Little Zheng was shocking!

The young man was still not calm enough. It seemed that he had not gone through enough resuscitation. At the moment when the blood came out, he was completely dumbfounded. He did not know what to do.

He had even forgotten the steps of the surgery.

Zhao Yunlong sneered. He was just trying to find something to use against him. As expected, the heavens were willing. The evidence fell directly into his hands.

If the puncture was not successful, he was directly removed from the stent! How much was a stent worth? How much commission did Boss Zheng want?

This was simply a heaven-sent opportunity!

If he found the relevant media outlet and the black-hearted doctor placed a stent in a dead person, would such a headline be enough?

Zhao Yunlong sneered. His thoughts were extremely fast, and he had already thought of using some kind of method to inform the patient’s family about this matter. If the family did not have any connections, he could still hide behind the scenes and find a way to contact the family.

The headline that he thought of just now did not seem to be enough, but it was fine. He had enough time to think of a shocking, eye-catching headline that could cause public outrage.

The surgery did not succeed, but he had charged for the stent.

If this matter was dug up, it would definitely cause a doctor’s reputation to be ruined.

Director Kong was not around, and no one was there to stop this kid from getting into trouble! He would take this opportunity to blow up the matter! Even if Director Kong came back a few days later, he would still be helpless!

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yunlong had already made up his mind.

He did not move, nor did he run in to participate in the resuscitation. He just stood in front of the operating table coldly and watched the patient’s twitching movements become softer and softer.

It was very obvious that the patient was already on the verge of death.

Perhaps in ten seconds, or perhaps in a minute, the patient would face his final death.

‘I’ve already tried my best,’ Zhao Yunlong comforted himself in his heart. If he wanted to defeat the opponent confidently, he had to first stand on the high ground. Only then would he have a psychological advantage.

He had tried emergency TIPS surgery. His skill level was also at its prime, but he did not succeed in the end.

This was the patient’s bad luck. It had nothing to do with him.

However, Zheng Ren, Little Boss Zheng, placed a stent on a patient, who was about to vomit blood and was about to die. Was he a freaking doctor from a small town who had gone crazy?

Zhao Yunlong sneered. In a few seconds, he had already taken the high ground of medical ethics and looked down at Zheng Ren. So what if he was good? He would crush him with his fingers!