"I remember eating half of his white goat that day, which made him very distressed. He was a stingy guy." Su yundao.

"Do you remember that?" Zheng Ren said with a smile, "it's good to eat someone else's white goat. I don't know when I can eat it next time."

"Not now. After the spring, the sheep didn't get fat. That's what they ate last time." Su Yun said, "it's really not until winter, when the north wind is cold, that you can enjoy it."

How did the topic change to eating?

Zheng Ren said, "it's the mother of a friend of Zhang Weiyu. Director Wei went to Zhang Weiyu and said to solve the problem as soon as possible. What can be done or not is estimated to be about ten minutes."

"I'll have a look, too." Su Yun said angrily.

For him who was born in cardiothoracic surgery, it was a big thing to encounter a tumor of pulmonary valve.

"Don't go, it can't be persuaded." Zheng Ren said, "look at the meaning of home."

They said, walked out of the intensive care unit and came to the dressing corridor outside.

Professor Rudolph Wagner is changing his clothes.

"Rich son, why so slow." Su yundao.

"Brother Yun, I'm learning Chinese." The professor said, "the people who come back want to learn more Chinese when they hear about teaching in Chinese."

"It's too late."

"It's all right. Some are ready to learn more for a few months and come later." Professor Rudolph Wagner smiled.

Su Yun sighed. He just wanted to pretend to be forced, but he didn't expect to have a certain impact on the project.

"I studied it carefully. Chinese is really broad and profound." The professor waved his hands excitedly and said.

"Huh?"

"When reading the throat, tongue, lips and teeth, I feel that they are pronounced with relevant human tissues. For example, the throat..." Professor Rudolph Wagner began to show off his harvest.

"Try the anus of the anus." Su Yun was not in high spirits, so he took a slip of the tongue.

"..." Professor Rudolph Wagner was speechless.

"Come on, go to the office and wait."

"Boss, I still want to see how to explain my illness to the patient's family."

"Forget it, let's go together." Zheng Ren said, "I'm also worried that Director Wei doesn't understand the operation of cardiac surgery."

The three came out and saw Zhang Weiyu and a man in his forties in the outside explanation room.

He is not tall, a little thin, his eyebrows are very heavy, and there is a little red mole in the center of his eyebrows.

Although the man named Jing Fangtian met great things, he was calm and covered up his mind very well.

After saying hello, Director Wei said, "boss Zheng, you and Jing Fangtian explain. I really don't understand things outside my heart."

Zheng Ren nodded.

"Watching the film, I have another consideration. Although your mother's disease is pulmonary embolism, it is caused by a tumor of the pulmonary valve." Zheng Ren said straight to the point. He took a piece of paper next to him and began to draw the figure of the heart on it.

Jing Fangtian didn't speak, but listened silently.

Zheng Ren talked about cardiopulmonary bypass, the lower filter, and then how to do surgery, cut open heart bags, Heparinize, explore the main pulmonary artery, remove the embolus if there is one, and remove the tumor if there is no one.

Because Su Yun's goods are on the side, Zheng Ren doesn't dare to say directly and definitely that it is a pulmonary valve tumor.

There's still the possibility of embolus.

Jing Fangtian looked at the anatomical map without blinking. The level of this sketch alone is very high.

Su Yun is more interested in Zheng Ren's sketch.

How familiar the anatomical structure is! How many freaks did this teacher feed? Su Yun sighed in his heart.

Valve surgery in cardiothoracic surgery is mainly mitral valve, tricuspid valve and aortic valve. There are few problems with pulmonary valve, and the operation risk is higher.

But Zheng Ren hasn't had an operation yet. He just drew a sketch of local anatomy and explained the operation process to Jing Fangtian. Su Yun judged that the operation must be successful.

Proficient in local anatomy to this extent... How many teachers did Zheng Ren dissect at school?

Or did he pry open the storehouse full of teachers in the middle of the night and squat in it for months?

Finally found by the school and expelled from school? Well, maybe.

Su Yun began to think about a mess in his mind.

Even if the explanation was not particularly detailed, Zheng Ren spent a full 10 minutes.

"Boss Zheng, tell me the truth. Is it possible for the operation to succeed?" Seeing Zheng Ren finish, Jing Fangtian asked in a deep voice.

Zheng Ren hesitated slightly.

"Boss Zheng, they are all our own people. Brother Zhang and I have been friends for many years." Jing Fangtian said frankly, "you don't have to hide it from me. Just tell the truth. My mother is also a doctor in the circulatory department."

Oh, it's my own.

"Although I'm not a doctor, I've learned something about my condition these days. I consulted my friends in my hometown and professors in this third class hospital. If there's a problem with the pulmonary valve, I'm afraid it's hard for people to save it."

"Yes." Zheng Ren said, "it's difficult. The hope is very low."

Jing Fangtian bowed his head, a little silent, and said, "but there is hope after all."

Zheng Ren knows that it is time for the families of patients to fight between heaven and man. How to choose is only between his thoughts.

Without persuading Jing Fangtian, even Zheng Ren spent 44 days of surgical training in the system operating room.

It's better not to mislead the judgment of the patient's family at this time.

Ringer sat aside, thinking that he had forgotten something. He had been frowning and thinking.

The atmosphere in the whole confession room was a little depressed.

"Boss Zheng, I believe you." Jing Fangtian said, "then do it. It's not a hope."

Finally, Jing Fangtian made up his mind.

"If you have financial difficulties, you can do live operation. In terms of cost, there is a medical..."

"Boss Zheng, my mother signed an agreement on organ donation." Jing Fangtian reluctantly grinned. But the smile is miserable, more ugly than crying, "to tell you the truth, I don't like it, but for my mother's wish, I can broadcast it live. Money, forget it."

He stood up and stretched out his hands.

Zheng Ren stood up solemnly and clenched his hands.

"Boss Zheng, please!" Jing Fangtian is thin and small, but her hands are full of strength.

Like his heavy heart.

Zheng Ren nodded and didn't speak.

At this time, everything is empty, and I'm not fully sure. But in this world, people who can practice pulmonary valve surgery for more than 1000 hours have no one but themselves.

I paid a huge price for this operation.

Jing Fangtian agrees. Zheng Ren is relieved.

After all, there is still a glimmer of life.

"Su Yun, prepare for the operation. Let Lao he come down and send the patient up with the doctor in the intensive care unit." Zheng Rendao.

"OK, it's a hybrid operating room. Do you want to wear lead clothes?"

"Yes."

"That can only be called Zhao Yunlong." Su Yun picked up his cell phone and began to make a call.