Chapter 1605 You Don't Need Surgery

Dr. Keenta was furious.

After receiving the news, he packed up, took his assistant, and rushed to Logan International Airport.

His first instinct was that someone deliberately framed him!

The operation 3 years ago, it is only now that there is a problem? This is not frame-up, what else could it be!

So he was angry.

This academic dispute may come from the Johns Hopkins Hospital. Because of a recent project, Dr. Keenta of Massachusetts General Hospital was at the center of a feud.

Dr. Keenta cares about that, he has to. Because he doesn't know what kind of trap the opponent will use this case to make to ruin his reputation.

The simplest is a case report. The hip replacement surgery failed 3 years ago, and the patient's condition after surgery was not good until death.

Coupled with some guesses and even hints, it was the words that he did not take into account the patient's own state during the operation.

It looks like a discussion of academics, but in fact it is directed at himself.

This kind of shit, they can post it in a New England magazine and use it to humiliate themselves!

Hurry up and hurry, and finally catch up with the last flight to Nanyang. Because the time was too short, Dr. Keenta's assistant only booked the ordinary cabin.

In this regard, Dr. Keenta expressed regret.

He sneered all the way, ravaged his assistant wantonly, and sought a kind of spiritual comfort in him.

Boston doesn't have direct flights to Nanyang, need to go to damn New York.

After the transfer, there will be a long journey of nearly 20 hours.

Dr. Keenta felt more tiring than a day of surgery. After all, when you do the surgery yourself, you only do the most critical parts, and you can leave the rest to the assistant.

After 24 hours of flight, he finally came to Nanyang.

After getting off the plane, Dr. Keenta dragged his tired body, scolding the people at Johns Hopkins Hospital in his heart, and his anger had accumulated for a long time.

Fortunately, someone picked up the plane, and Dr. Keenta was a little relieved.

"Dr. Keenta, hello, I'm Wang Nan." Wang Nan greeted the doctor warmly in English.

Dr. Keenta, however, dismissed the outstretched hand, this group of rubbish! I have been hurting myself for more than 20 hours by plane, and now my whole body is tense, especially the varicose veins in my legs, which seem to be heavier.

"Which hotel is it arranged in?" Dr. Keenta asked indifferently.

"Dr. Keenta, we just consulted about your surgery that year. I really didn't expect you to fly over from Boston." Wang Nan smiled and said, "The surgery has been decided, after all, my grandfather's physical condition does not allow it to be performed. Too much waiting."

"What!" Dr. Keenta was angry.

This yellow-skinned young man was telling himself that when he arrived in Nanyang, he didn't even have time to rest, so he was going to have an operation?

And they didn't even wait for their own consultation, and decided to do surgery directly? !

What a bunch of uncivilized guys.

"I won't do surgery." Dr. Keenta said proudly, "As a surgeon, I have to ensure that my energy and physical strength are at their peak before performing an operation. Moreover, the patient's condition, I do not Surgery is not considered necessary."

"We know." Wang Nan smiled and took Dr. Keenta out of the airport. "Dr. Zheng, who came to the consultation, said he could complete the operation independently."

"Dr. Zheng? Are those Hopkins bastards going to hide behind?" Dr. Keenta roared like an angry wolf: "A 93-year-old patient who took the metal hip joints from 3 years ago, the group of The sneaky guys don't want to do it themselves!"

Wang Nan was startled.

But the smile on his face did not change in the slightest, and said: "Dr. Keenta, Dr. Zheng is not a doctor of Johns Hopkins, he is from the Imperial Capital 912 Hospital in the mainland area."

"..." Dr. Keenta didn't understand.

He recalled it carefully and asked again and again. In the end, he was surprised to find that the hospital Wang Nan was talking about was a public hospital.

It's just a joke!

Dr. Keenta shrugged and said, "You must be looking forward to the patient's death."

Wang Nan raised his brows, but he held back for a moment.

"Dr. Keenta, Dr. Zheng's level is very high. This year, he was recommended by the Nobel Prize in Biology and Medicine for his clinical procedures."

"Clinical surgery?" Dr. Keenta was startled, and immediately began to recall.

No orthopaedic procedure was recommended, he was sure.

"Wang, you must have misremembered." Dr. Keenta said with certainty, "I think you have encountered a complete liar."

"Dr. Keenta, what Dr. Zheng recommended for the Nobel Prize is not the orthopedic surgery, but the TIPS surgery in the interventional discipline." Wang Nan explained.

"My God! Is that the procedure that was designated as this year's Nobel Prize in Medicine?" Dr. Keenta exclaimed.

All relevant disciplines and personnel already know about this matter.

The unanimous Nobel Prize is a huge scandal.

But the Swedish side doesn't seem to care, and even under the impetus of the Royal Academy of Sciences, in less than a month, it has embarked on the final process.

Dr. Keenta also knows this, and he has also been interested in studying the mentality of the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences. After all, the clinical procedure has not won the Nobel Prize for decades, and if it starts, I seem to have hope.

As for the recommended person, Dr. Keenta ignored his existence intentionally or unintentionally.

Unexpectedly, in Nanyang, because of a patient 3 years ago, I met him.

Wang Nan smiled. The Wang family had investigated Boss Zheng, and the Wang family knew about the Nobel Prize winner.

He loved seeing Dr. Keenta's surprised look.

"You are all crazy, a bunch of lunatics!" Dr. Keenta then said: "He was recommended for the Nobel Prize for interventional surgery, not orthopedic surgery! Such a large operation, he will not succeed."

"Dr. Keenta, Boss Zheng judged that there was a mistake in your operation 3 years ago, and is confident to correct the mistake." Wang Nan said, took the relevant laboratory test form from the assistant and handed it to Dr. Keenta.

When the originally angry Dr. Keenta saw the test sheet, he was stunned.

The cobalt element exceeds the standard by 1000 times!

No wonder this side asked me what material I used when I had a metal hip replacement surgery 3 years ago, and it turned out to be the case.

The material of the hip joint does contain metallic cobalt. But the outer membrane is so strong that the rare metal cobalt doesn't show up in the blood at all.

Dr. Keenta's first awareness was that the test sheet was fake.

It must have been the immortal thing from Johns Hopkins Hospital that found this young man.

In between, there must be PY transactions!

Dr. Keenta looked at the test sheet in his hand angrily, the fingers holding the test sheet trembled slightly, and the thin paper made a swishing sound.