Chapter 2422 The Little Flower that Is About to Wither (Leader Senri_akane Plus 5)

When Dr. Raphson walked out of the CT room, he saw the gloomy faces of everyone.

He realized something and immediately asked, "What happened? Is there really a tumor?"

"Doctor, in your CT image, you can see..." an assistant of Dr. Raphson explained intermittently, speaking very slowly, organizing his words as he spoke.

"Film, I want to watch the film! I want the most authoritative diagnostic analysis!" Dr. Raphson said loudly involuntarily, having seen his future.

Like a passerby walking in the dark, using his voice to boost his courage, Dr. Raphson panicked at this moment.

However, when the film appeared in front of Dr. Raphson, he, a person who did not understand medical treatment, saw the image of a space-occupying lesion of about 3 cm in the right lower lung at a glance.

Malignant tumor! A tumor that wasn't there 88 days ago! ! Zheng was right! ! !

Dr. Raphson felt a little dizzy in his head. It was originally a "vicious" curse, but it turned out to be a fact!

However, Principal Zhang and his group have not yet escaped from negative emotions such as surprise, astonishment, fear, and bewilderment.

Dr. Raphson immediately asked to return home, feeling that he was cursed rather than ill.

I got lung cancer when I came to the imperial capital. If I don't hurry up and leave, if it is delayed for another two days, it may be in the advanced stage of lung cancer. There is no good way to treat it.

At that time, it will be too late to regret.

At this moment, Dr. Raphson has fallen into extreme regret and cannot extricate himself.

If I had known that Dr. Zheng was someone who could talk to Master Kerry... No, that was just one of them. He is the one who can heal the witch Mary, how dare I offend him!

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Zheng Ren didn't receive the video data, so he wasn't in a hurry. Dr. Raphson's illness should not be treated in the imperial capital.

After chatting with Christian, it was already dark.

Taking advantage of the lack of sunshine, they sent Christian away, and Maris stayed in the imperial capital, waiting for Zheng Ren's treatment.

In fact, Zheng Ren felt that the entire 3D scanning and image reconstruction were perfect. Anyone can do the surgery, but it needs to be done slowly and meticulously.

But both Christian and Maris rejected this point. In Maris's words, Zheng Ren has a pair of hands that have been kissed by God, and it is impossible to replace them.

So be it, Zheng Ren accepted this "big job" helplessly.

A few days later, Zheng Ren performed the first operation on Maris. The trauma was not large, and 302g of fat was transplanted.

This is the first step in a long surgical process like moving mountains to fill seas.

Through postoperative observation, Zheng Ren trimmed and fine-tuned the surgical method, and groped forward step by step.

Zheng Ren didn't dare to be careless about Maris' operation, and this had nothing to do with her being a legendary witch.

Because this operation needs to be performed too many times, if the completion rate of each operation is 95%, Zheng Ren is worried that the overall completion rate of the operation will drop to an outrageous level over time.

But she recovered quite well after the operation, and there were no complications, and everything was progressing in a good direction.

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The days are still the same, but with the longer working hours at 912 and the longer live broadcast of surgeries, Zheng Ren's operations are getting more and more intensive.

Recently, Zheng Ren has almost no free time to go for a walk in the emergency department.

Not to mention the emergency department, even sitting leisurely in the window every afternoon while basking in the sun, while holding the fifth edition of Surgery to read in the system library.

TIPS surgery in the morning and live surgery in the afternoon, although busy and dull, Zheng Ren didn't feel anything.

The newly opened energy value has never dropped below 1000 points, and Zheng Ren is deeply satisfied that he is always full of energy.

On this day, there was only one operation in the afternoon, and Zheng Ren sat in his old position after completing the operation, feeling a little empty in his heart.

It may be that there have been too many surgeries recently, and there has been no time for art, Zheng Ren thinks so. Once you switch from the busy state to the idle state, it is really a bit uncomfortable.

It seemed that he hadn't read a novel for a long time. Zheng Ren sat quietly on the seat under the sun when such a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

It has indeed been a long time, and the last time I read a novel seems to be when I was the hospital chief in Haicheng.

After that, I carried out missions, came to 912 to fight the earthquake, and came back to work hard for the TIPS operation and the Nobel Prize.

Has a hobby, almost the only one, been given up just like that? (Note 1)

Zheng Ren smiled, took out his phone and opened the app for reading novels.

I still remember reading more than a dozen books at that time, raising the child for a year, and not knowing how many were still alive.

Sure enough, more than half of the more than a dozen books were raised to death by Zheng Ren, which is quite a pity.

He clicked on a novel that he once liked, but left an angry single chapter as the ending, and read it with regret.

Between the lines, Zheng Ren could feel the author's resentment. There are piles of piles in the heart, which makes people feel emotional.

What a pity, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

Looking at it, his heart moved, what happened to that little boy?

A long time ago, when I just arrived in 912, I met a little boy with advanced tumor. He playfully played games while his mother was communicating with Director Qi, and asked Zheng Ren to watch for him.

After that, for a period of time, his QQ talk seemed to mention that his illness was getting better.

Zheng Ren didn't believe it, he thought of a certain possibility.

Although I experienced more life and death in the hospital, I gradually became calmer. But facing a little boy with a weird elf, Zheng Ren still couldn't bear to watch him wither so early.

So I don't know since when, Zheng Ren has never logged in to Q again, nor has he visited the little boy's talk.

This afternoon, the sun was shining brightly. The soft spot in Zheng Ren's heart, which was always like a stone, was warmed by a ray of sunlight, and his whole body softened a little.

He switched the interface to the QQ login position and pondered for a long time.

Although Zheng Ren was calm to the point of indifference, cold to the point of cruelty, no matter when he was seeing a doctor, undergoing surgery, or emergency rescue. But that's just professionalism, professional requirements.

In such an afternoon, facing a small flower that was about to wither before it fully bloomed, he hesitated.

Until the end, Zheng Ren pressed the login button.

Maybe it's fate, maybe it's fate, maybe it's that ray of warm sunshine in the afternoon that makes people feel heart-changing.

After Zheng Ren logged in, he saw in the friend status, the little boy just updated a comment 12 minutes ago.

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Note 1: When building a Q group, the pressure suddenly increases. I used to play a mobile game for two and a half years, and it was just abandoned. Occasionally think of it, but only as a memory, good memories exist in my past life.