The Surgeon’s Studio

“Uh… No!” Zheng Ren suddenly realized something and hung up the phone that Xie Yiren handed him.

“Huh? What’s wrong?” Xie Yiren asked, puzzled.

“It’s past one in the morning…” Zheng Ren finally realized and said helplessly.

At Chief Chen’s age, one wouldn’t know whether he was asleep at the moment or not.

If he were to sleep and receive a call in the middle of the night, especially when he was so tired, would he be scared to the point of having a heart attack? Zheng Ren could not say for sure.

If that was the case, he would just look for Professor Huang. It would garner the same results regardless.

The main thing was that Zheng Ren did not know how many hyperbaric oxygen chambers Chengdu Provincial Hospital had and whether they could accommodate so many patients after amputation.

Well, they definitely could not. They had to spread to the surrounding hospitals, cities, and counties.

To deal with this kind of problem well, they needed a very deep and wide network of people. They even needed to be coordinated and deployed by the frontline headquarters.

After all, things like hyperbaric oxygen chambers were not available in Pengxi Village Hospital. Moreover, the treatment period for patients was long, and the number of patients each hyperbaric oxygen chamber could accommodate was limited. These were all problems.

Zheng Ren knew that he could not solve this problem, so it was better to just throw it to the doctors in Chengdu.

“Where would Professor Huang be at this time?” Zheng Ren suddenly asked.

“Who knows? He might be sleeping on the floor in the operating theater or on the operating table. In any case, it’s impossible for him to go home. We’ll catch him in the operating theater!” Su Yun said with certainty.

However, Zheng Ren did not know where Zheng Ren was since he had his own operating theater.

What Su Yun said made sense. If they went to the operating theater, they could ask the nurse or chief nurse to look for Professor Huang.

He was from the same ‘family’ so he was more familiar with Zheng Ren than they were.

Xie Yiren packed up her things and tidied up the chief’s office neatly. The three of them prepared to go to the operating theater.

In the corridor at midnight, other than the lack of sunlight, everything was no different from how it was a few hours ago.

It was full of injured people, volunteers, and nurses moving back and forth from time to time. They were very busy.

“Ah, right, wait for me for a moment.” Xie Yiren took the food box from Zheng Ren’s hand and hurried downstairs.

“Where do you think she’s going?” Su Yun looked at Xie Yiren’s back and asked.

“I don’t know.” Zheng Ren was obviously still a little confused but his eyes couldn’t help but fixate on Xie Yiren’s back.

It was not until Xie Yiren took the elevator downstairs that he returned to normal.

“Boss, is what you said about the Nobel Prize really true?” Su Yun suddenly asked.

“It should be,” Zheng Ren said, “As for the specific details, we’ll have to wait for Dr. Mehar to come to me for surgery before we can finalize it.”

Su Yun smiled and looked at the honest-looking Zheng Ren. He really could not tell whether the person in front of him was shrewd or simple.

“How is Feng Xuhui? I heard that he was sent to Chengdu Provincial Hospital?” Zheng Ren asked.

“Yes, I asked around. He had an operation here. His tendon is damaged. He might have some problems when he walks in the future,” Su Yun did not forget about this matter and said lightly.

Zheng Ren was a little sad.

“It’s not bad. It’s good that he can return alive,” Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren nodded. The lights outside the window were brilliant. It was like a different world from those dark and rainy nights in Nanchuan Town.

The two of them were silent. They were thinking about their own things.

Soon, Little Yiren ran back. Her ponytail swayed as she carried two bags in her hands.

“I’ve prepared clothes for you. Go to the operating theater to take a shower later. After that, put them on,” Xie Yiren said as she handed the bags to Zheng Ren and Su Yun.

Zheng Ren chuckled. His undergarments were wet and extremely uncomfortable. However, if Little Yiren had not thought about this matter, he would not have remembered it.

After entering the operating theater, Zheng Ren and Su Yun went to change their clothes.

“I feel that my body is rotten. It smells like yesterday’s trash.” Su Yun agreed with Xie Yiren’s words.

“I’m fine.” Zheng Ren did not think so, but little Yiren instructed him to do as she told.

There were quite a number of showers in Chengdu Provincial Hospital’s operating theater. The conditions were a hundred times better than pouring purified water into a big bucket in Pengxi Village.

There was no problem with the water here. They could take a hot shower.

Zheng Ren took a simple shower. The pain where his left rib fracture was seemed to be more intense.

Three to five days after the injury, it was the peak period of local hyperemia and edema. The swelling of the body tissue pressed on the intercostal nerves, causing pain. This was something that Zheng Ren could not avoid.

However, Zheng Ren estimated that the fracture end alignment was good. Although there was still a possibility of delayed, traumatic hemopneumothorax, this possibility was very small as long as he did not strain himself physically too much.

This kind of simple rib fracture only needed to rest for a period of time. Once the callus formed, it could be healed without special treatment.

After taking a shower and changing into new undergarments, Zheng Ren immediately felt refreshed.

When he entered the operating theater, there were people lying on the floor in the corridor, randomly putting on sterile surgical clothes and sleeping.

Zheng Ren was already used to this kind of situation.

He suspected that Chengdu Provincial Hospital’s operating theater had basically been like this for almost a week.

“It is said that the doctors and nurses who were transferred from the back are coming one after another. The pressure should be reduced a little,” Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren was a little emotional. He had been performing surgeries since he came to Chengdu Provincial Hospital, but Su Yun still knew all kinds of gossip. It was just like being in Sea City General Hospital.

“Chief nurse, please wait!” Su Yun suddenly saw the chief nurse’s figure in the operating theater and immediately stopped her.

“Huh?” The chief nurse was a little unhappy. Her fatigue had accumulated and it was like a volcano that could erupt at any time.

However, when she looked back, she saw that it was Su Yun. Her anger dissipated and she said, “Doctor Su, what’s the matter?”

Su Yun jogged over and told the chief nurse about the hyperbaric oxygen chamber.

Zheng Ren felt that Su Yun was really useful at times. As long as he was willing, he could confide in everyone, regardless of whether they were men or women. However, most of the time, he acted as if he was the best in the world. It made people want to slap him.

After giving a few instructions, Su Yun smiled and returned to Zheng Ren’s side. He said, “We’ve talked about the hyperbaric oxygen chamber. The surgery in the hybrid operating room will be done soon. It’s time for us to go next.”

“Okay.” Zheng Ren nodded.

“Boss, let me tell you. This time, I’ve already done the interventional embolization for the pelvic fracture. Now, the surgery for removing the embolus and amputation is also going to be ridiculously and disgustingly overwhelming in number,” Su Yun said.

“It’s still early. There are at least a few thousand TIPS surgeries to do when we go back…within half a year,” Zheng Ren said faintly. “I remember you telling me that no matter what happens, everything that you do in life will be considered artistic.”

Su Yun thought of doing thousands of TIPS surgeries to the point of vomiting, his face immediately turning bitter.

Was this really life?

Pui!

The two of them walked toward the hybrid operating room. The matron brought an orthopedic bag that had just been sterilized to the operating theater. Then, she picked up her cell phone and dialed a number.