The Surgeon’s Studio

“How’s the patient?” Zheng Ren asked as he walked toward Su Yun.

“Boss, you should know how the patient is doing just by looking at me.” Su Yun blew at his fringe while the nurses watched him with shimmering eyes.

‘That’s true,’ Zheng Ren thought to himself.

If the patient was in critical condition, Su Yun would be sitting beside the bed with a pen and paper in his hand, periodically noting down the stats of the patient.

He would then adjust the drug dosage accordingly.

Everything had to be fine if Su Yun was casually leaning on the nurses’ station counter and chatting with them.

“We managed to rescue the patient in time; the heart only stopped for a short while. He’s recovering well,” Su Yun said. “The cerebral edema isn’t too serious, so you don’t have to worry.

“Also, the patient’s D-dimer level is slightly elevated. If there are no other complications like a pulmonary embolism or mesenteric artery occlusion, the patient can be transferred to the emergency ward and be discharged the next day.”

“…” This was Zheng Ren’s first cardiac tamponade patient. He was skeptical that the patient’s recovery would be so quick.

Su Yun knew what Zheng Ren was thinking just by looking at his expression.

“I’ve treated a patient with cardiac tamponade in Imperial Capital. The patient’s condition was not as serious, or rather he received timely treatment and as a result, his heart didn’t stop,” Su Yun started to gossip. “It was a young guy in his early twenties. He was able to walk around the second day of surgery if he carried the drainage chamber around. On the third day, he removed the chest tube and self-discharged.”

“Incredible!” Zheng Ren exclaimed.

“That has nothing to do with the surgery. The patient was physically fit,” Su Yun said. “This patient isn’t that old either. There shouldn’t be any issues with the post-op. Little Lan, can you help me check if the report on his coagulation is here?”

A giggly young nurse responded and clicked on the patient’s case file to search for the report.

“Brother Yun, it’s not out yet.” Her voice was as refreshing and chirpy as an oriole.

“Please text me when it’s ready,” Su Yun tapped on Zheng Ren’s shoulders. “Let’s go, boss.”

Zheng Ren walked out of the ICU in silence, along with Su Yun and the professor.

Thank goodness everything went well.

Nevertheless, he could not share this information with the patient’s family members.

If he did, they might be able to rejoice momentarily, but it would be difficult to explain if the patient’s condition deteriorated after that.

Before Zheng Ren opened the door, he gestured a ‘shh’ sign to them and snuck out from the ICU discreetly when no one was looking, trying his best not to startle the patient’s family members.

“You’re a doctor; why are you acting like a thief?” Su Yun said disdainfully when they left the ICU and entered the fire escape.

“It’s too troublesome.”

“Right, Boss. I forgot to tell you something,” Su Yun was about to tease Zheng Ren when he remembered all of a sudden, “Amigo Veterinary Hospital wired me the surgical fee. Twelve thousand yuan, three thousand for their surgical tools.”

“Oh.” Zheng Ren continued to walk, his face expressionless.

“Hey, Boss. Tell me how to split this,” Su Yun said.

“You can spend it on food,” Zheng Ren said. “Find a time and invite all of them for a meal.”

“Sure.” Su Yun could not care less about this amount of money, but he was curious why Zheng Ren was acting so indifferently.

Su Yun would have never thought that he only had himself to blame for Zheng Ren reacting this way.

Xie Yiren’s parents would not care about a measly ‘surgical fee’ of several thousand yuan.

Zheng Ren would be performing surgery at the Secondary Hospital tomorrow.

If he managed to impress them, he could be getting at least one to two hundred thousand yuan annually. Compared to the amount Su Yun had, it would be more appropriate to spend that on social gatherings.

“Please pass the message to Yiren and Yanzhi,” Zheng Ren said.

“Oh, right. There’s a silk banner hanging in Amigo as an appreciation from Harry’s owner,” Su Yun said.

“…” Zheng Ren thought of a funny joke.

“Don’t tell me that it has ‘Thanks for saving my dog’s life’ written on it?” Zheng Ren asked attentively.

“No!” Su Yun said, “That’s so cheesy. People usually write something more flattering. Also, Harry’s owner was very grateful and told Little Ou to send you their regards.”

“Oh. Noted with thanks,” Zheng Ren replied.

“You’re so boring,” Su Yun laughed. “What are you doing tonight? Do you want to have dinner together?”

Zheng Ren’s footsteps halted instantly. After glancing at Professor Rudolf Wagner, he approached Su Yun and said softly, “I’m going to invite Yiren for a movie tonight. Do you have any other suggestions other than what you mentioned earlier?”

“Tsk tsk.” As expected, Su Yun put on a mean smile and mocked, “What you’re really asking is how to get into her pants, huh?”

“…” Zheng Ren was at a loss for words.

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“Listen here, young man.” Su Yun wrapped his arm around Zheng Ren and whispered, “You need to access the situation. You shouldn’t rush things, even if both of you have feelings for each other. Little Yiren comes from a rather distinguished family, you know that. You’ll have to take it slow. Just watch a movie this time. Let’s leave the rest for another day if you have the chance.”

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“Chance?”

“It’s just a matter of time,” Su Yun tapped on Zheng Ren’s shoulders empathetically. “I’m thinking how nice it would be if you weren’t going to Imperial Capital for interventional surgery. You could bring her along as your personal scrub nurse. Gosh, Boss, you’ll be living the dream!”

Zheng Ren understood what Su Yun meant. However, interventional surgery would be exposed to radiation, so he could not request for Little Yiren to be there.

The first time she got involved in an emergency TIPS procedure was on the asphyxiation patient. It was understandable because they did not foresee any of that to happen.

Zheng Ren was also rather reluctant to involve Su Yun in interventional surgeries.

He had yet to have children and he did not own the System’s special lead vest that could transform radiation into energy. Therefore, he should not be performing interventional surgery for the long-run.

As for Professor Rudolf Wagner, Zheng Ren figured he had been doing interventional surgeries throughout his life and he had no idea how long he was going to stay here, so he was not concerned about him at all.

What Su Yun said about bringing Xie Yiren to Imperial Capital to do surgeries sounded like a great idea.

Perhaps she would not be so shy in a place with fewer people who knew them.

Even the thought of it was delightful.

Should he start learning the Whipple procedure? However, the general surgery professors in Imperial Capital would have the skills of at least the Grandmaster level. He would never be able to catch up with them. On the other hand, interventional surgery was a relatively new field; his Grandmaster skills would definitely be able to impress them.

Forget it; he should just listen to Su Yun and take it slow.

Slow and steady wins the race.