The Surgeon's Studio

Chapter 932: At A Loss

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“What happened after that?” Han Guangzhi asked curiously.

“What else could have happened after that? Our standards were not good enough, so we could only stay in public hospitals. If our standards were good enough, the prices of private hospitals were clearly marked. We could earn as much money as we could,” Chief Kong said disdainfully.

“After our fellow students graduated as postgraduate student and doctoral student, many of them went to Singapore to register as doctors,” Han Guangzhi said. “It’s said that seeing ten patients a day would earn more than seeing a hundred or so patients at home plus the surgery.”

“Are you ready to leave?” Chief Kong asked with a smile.

For example, these old chief physicians had long seen through the matter, so they would not be in a low mood because of such a small matter.

“I’m not leaving,” Han Guangzhi said firmly. “When I was young, I first learned the skills and followed the teacher. I think it’s quite good.”

“Then what about after that?” Chief Kong asked. “Yesterday, my girl went to see Chief Zhou’s concert. The front row tickets cost five thousand yuan each. He brought a group of bodyguards with him. Seeing that you were too close to him, he stretched out his hand and pulled away. Your teacher is one of the top ten people in the country in terms of subjects. It should be more difficult than meeting Chief Zhou, right? But a specialist outpatient department... how much is it? Old Pei?”

“It used to be 22 yuan, but now it’s said that the price has increased. I didn’t look carefully, so it shouldn’t be more than a hundred yuan,” Pei Yingjie said.

“Yes, it’s 22 yuan. If you’re not happy, I’ll beat you up.” Chief Kong laughed and said, “I think if you dare to provoke me in the future, I’ll go to your specialist outpatient department. I know how to pick on you. Let me tell you, don’t offend me.”

“...” Pei Yingjie smiled bitterly.

There was no point in saying these things. He was just complaining.

“Chief Kong, how much do you think a surgery will cost if Boss Zheng wins the Nobel Prize in the future?” Han Guangzhi asked.

“Forget about winning the Nobel Prize. Just based on Boss Zheng’s skills, I think a surgery will cost more than thirty thousand Hong Kong dollars. Why should an gastroscope cost forty thousand Hong Kong dollars? If we do TIPS surgery, it’s better than gastroscopy, no?” Chief Kong also knew that he was talking nonsense.

The more he knew the value of Zheng Ren, the more uncomfortable this ‘nonsense’ made him feel.

In theory, this kind of income was possible, and the possibility was very high. However, that would have to be in a private hospital, not in the 912.

He glanced at Han Guangzhi in the rearview mirror, and his young face was filled with hope for the future.

This group of children might really come to a good time in the future.

“Old Kong, TIPS surgery uses nuclear MRI to locate the position. I’ve done some research and gained some insights.” Pei Yingjie interrupted this topic. If he continued, it would become a dead end.

The key was that there was nothing much to say.

“Don’t discuss this with me. I’m also a student,” Chief Kong said with a smile. “Go to the hospital and sign a document. Then, Boss Zheng can teach surgery. Recently, Boss Zheng used an animal’s liver for dissection and combined it with nuclear MRI for analysis. I think this method is good. I’ll take a look and have a rough idea.”

Pei Yingjie suddenly fell silent.

He knew clearly in his heart what the advantages and disadvantages of an interventional surgeon were.

The advantages of an interventional surgeon were that they were basically all professionals in the field of imaging. Compared to a surgeon, they were much better in terms of advantages.

The disadvantages were also very obvious. Because they specialized in radiology, they basically did not know anatomy enough for the Department of Surgery.

Without an intuitive knowledge of anatomy, just judging from radiology, it would really take a lot of effort.

For example, Jin Yaowu thought about it for a long time, but he could not find the main point. This was because his depth of radiology was not enough. He needed to train for a few more years. If his talent was slightly lower, he might not be able to figure it out in his lifetime.

On the other hand, he was much stronger than Jin Yaowu.

So many years of experience was not a joke.

Pei Yingjie recalled that when he was in Sea City General Hospital, he had told him that he was exempt from the doctor’s exam..

Now that he thought about it, it was really ridiculous.

At that time, if he spared no expense, it was impossible. This was only an interventional embolization for liver cancer. Zheng Ren had done it in nearly four hours.

Old Kong was still the luckiest. However, Zheng Ren’s growth speed was a little too fast.

Looking back on the past, he felt lost.

The car quieted down. Chief Kong did not say anything and focused on driving.

After a while, Han Guangzhi asked, “Chief Kong, what kind of agreement do I have to sign?”

“After you learn it, you have to fill in the form according to the Nobel Prize format for all the TIPS surgeries you perform within three years. The surgery patients have to be followed up and collected relevant information. These things have to be uploaded to Boss Zheng,” Chief Kong said.

“Ah? That’s not a contract to sell one’s body.” Han Guangzhi did not understand.

Chief Kong and Pei Yingjie smiled helplessly.

Han Guangzhi was still young, so he did not understand Jin Yaowu’s thoughts. A contract to sell one’s body was not a literal meaning, but it involved the authority to intervene in the discipline in the country for the next few decades.

In Chief Kong’s opinion, Jin Yaowu was thinking too much.

With Zheng Ren around, as long as there were no mistakes in the live broadcast of the surgery, whether or not they would win the Nobel Prize was another matter. When the older generation retired, who else would have the right to speak other than Zheng Ren?

A brand new top student was slowly rising. The feeling of witnessing all of this was really complicated.

“Old Kong, aren’t you going to the Imperial Capital?” Pei Yingjie was very familiar with the Imperial Capital. He saw that the road into the city was not right, so he asked.

“Why are you going there?” Chief Kong said, “Come to my office to sit for a while and watch a circle of patients and surgical videos. It’s about time.”

“Uh...”

“It’s mainly because Old Fifth Zhu loves his face very much. If you go, I’m worried that he won’t be able to face you.” Chief Kong knew Zhu Liangchen well, so he smiled and said, “I have a surgery here tomorrow. You should take a rest first.”

The guest was beholden to the host. Pei Yingjie did not say much and followed Chief Kong to the 912.

Chief Kong gave Su Yun a call and told him that he would not go over. He would wait for him and Zheng Ren to come back to the 912.

Pei Yingjie slightly guessed Chief Kong’s thoughts, but he did not understand.

How long had Professor Rudolf Wagner of Heidelberg University Medical Center been Zheng Ren’s assistant? Even an internationally renowned professor could put down his airs. How could there be so many things happening in China?

However, this kind of thing was also easy to think about. It was just that Pei Yingjie did not want to dwell on it too deeply.

He could not wait to grab Chief Kong and look for a video of a recent surgery patient.

As he spoke, he also took out a notebook. On it, he recorded his questions neatly.

The thirty-three questions were like thirty-three steps that led to the door of success in the TIPS surgery.

Chief Kong did not mention the matter of signing the agreement in advance.

For people at his level and Pei Yingjie’s level, since he had already mentioned this matter in person, he had to take it seriously. If he were to shamelessly go back on his word and be frequently mentioned by others in the future, would he lose face?