Chapter 2485 Eat Hard

The patient had already gone to the stage for surgery, and Zheng Ren did not continue to take care of the patient's affairs.

For craniotomy surgery, Zheng Ren believed that his level belonged to those who could do it, but the degree of completion of surgery was much worse than that of cardiothoracic surgery, general surgery, and interventional surgery.

Although he had already undergone intracranial surgery on the M4 segment of blood vessel, in a sense, it would be absolutely no problem for Zheng Ren to go to neurosurgery to lead a team, but he has no interest in it.

Looking at Xiao Shitou's medical records, Zheng Ren entered the system space and clicked to buy surgery training.

The system operating room was erected, and surgical training on small stones began. He had done it once or twice in the past, but the operation was too difficult, and he never tried it again after the failure.

And there is darkness ahead, and surgery cannot be performed for the sake of surgery. If there is not enough income, Zheng Ren thinks it is unnecessary for Xiao Shitou to endure the pain of surgery.

But after chatting with Xiao Shitou, the child is full of optimism, fearlessness, and wants to continue living.

Even if there is a 1% possibility that Xiaoshi can live for a while, these crimes are not in vain, Zheng Ren wants to give it a try.

The surgery training ended in failure again, but Zheng Ren still found a good trend.

With the addition of the title of [Scholar], the peak-level surgical skills were abruptly pushed up a big step.

Even if it failed, the operation seemed to have improved compared to before, and even a little hope could be seen.

The point of failure lies in the resection of the 4th cervical vertebra.

Zheng Ren didn't know whether cervical spine surgery was classified as neurosurgery or orthopedics in the system's identification. He knew that if he wanted to successfully complete the surgery on the fourth cervical spine, he had to be promoted to the top level.

But now there is only one pinnacle-level skill book at hand.

This book was given by the Nobel Prize mission. It is the final reward of a large continuous mission. It is impossible for a big pig to give a similar skill book in a short time.

After much deliberation, Zheng Ren had no good solution.

In fact, he guessed that whether it is neurosurgery or orthopedics, as long as they reach the peak level, it will be no problem to win this operation.

But it's better to think about it carefully.

"Boss, Xiao Shitou, are you only going to get an airway stent or do you need a major operation?" Seeing Zheng Ren raised his head, Su Yun asked.

"I'll think about it again." Zheng Ren said.

"A few societies invited you to give a speech, but I pushed you away." Su Yun said with a smile.

Zheng Ren nodded, the letters in the mailbox were all from people he didn't know well. In the past few days, some people came to find me through the hospital and Director Kong, but they all refused on the pretext of being sick.

It seems that getting sick after winning an award is not a big deal, at least there are legitimate reasons for refusing to go to all kinds of boring meetings, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

Maybe it was a blessing in disguise.

Thinking about Xiao Shitou's operation plan, Zheng Ren carried out repeated design and deduction.

"Su Yun, have you printed the 3D model of Little Stone?"

"What you want is blood circulation. The simulated blood won't arrive until later today. I've contacted the technicians. I think I can do surgery training tomorrow." Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren and knew that he still wanted major surgery.

It's just that the success rate of the operation... is really hard to say.

But Su Yun didn't stop him this time, he had already won the Nobel Prize, and after seeing Xiao Shitou and his mother Wen Xiaonuan, Su Yun also felt that the possibility of something going wrong was not great.

Even if the operation failed and Xiao Shitou died on the operating table, it would only be a week or two early death, at most a month or two, and it would save him suffering.

The 3D printed human body models, the ones that the trainees train on are all the ones without blood flow. The price of real blood flow is extremely expensive, and only Zheng Ren in the medical team can enjoy this treatment.

And this kind has to be thrown away after one use, and there is no possibility of reuse.

He sat in Mr. Cui's consulting room in the emergency department until the end of get off work, and then went home for dinner. Zheng Ren put aside all his worries, and enjoyed family life with peace of mind.

It is said that home is a warm harbor, and Zheng Ren is more and more aware of this. Especially when I was sick, holding Yi Ren's hand made my heart feel less empty and uncomfortable.

Life is a habit, bit by bit, accumulating over time, until the end of time.

The next day, the days are repeated like copy and paste, nothing new.

Although he has already won the Nobel Prize, TIPS surgery should still be done. For TIPS surgery, the Nobel Prize is not the end but the starting point.

Seeing Lin Yuan growing up gradually, and Gao Shaojie breaking through the previous bottleneck, Zheng Ren felt a little relieved.

After the operation, Su Yun went to supervise the production of the 3D model. Xie Yiren and Chang Yue made an appointment for skin care at noon, and Zheng Ren had to go to the cafeteria to eat alone.

Eating is really a troublesome thing for Zheng Ren, and he can't enjoy any fun at all. But if you don't want hypoglycemia, you still have to eat rice.

Slowly walking past the patient's dining room, Zheng Ren saw Xiao Shitou sitting on a chair and trying hard to eat.

He obviously didn't have much appetite either, every mouthful of food was like medicine with a bitter taste, it was unpalatable, but it had to be eaten.

Zheng Ren understood this feeling very well, he sympathized with Xiao Shitou, and he also sympathized with himself.

With a thought in his heart, he didn't go to the doctor's restaurant to eat, but went there to grab a bite of food, and sat opposite Xiao Shishi with it.

"Brother." Seeing Zheng Ren sitting down, Xiao Shitou tried his best to smile.

Zheng Ren nodded, but said nothing.

Xiao Shitou looked at the food in front of him, feeling a little sad, but he still ate it bite by bite. The cooking in the cafeteria of 912 cannot be said to be bad, and the level is above average. Taste... that's it, you can eat it.

The two of them didn't communicate much, they were silent, trying to swallow the food in front of them.

Zheng Ren didn't ask why Wen Xiaonuan didn't come, and Xiao Shitou didn't ask about the operation for a few days. It was just so silent, the two of them were struggling with the food on the dinner plate.

With the efforts of the two of them, the meals decreased bit by bit.

The tumor on Xiaoshi's neck made it difficult for him to lower his head, especially when he swallowed, he had to use a lot of force. The mass not only compresses the airway, but also affects the esophagus.

Even eating has to be done very hard, this kind of life is indeed quite hard.

Zheng Ren was concentrating on eating, and he didn't seem to notice Xiao Shitou's firm and persistent expression and his strong will to accumulate some energy for his body.

"I'm full!" Xiaoshi put down his chopsticks first, and said with relief.

"I'm full too." Zheng Ren pulled the last grain of rice from the plate into his mouth, and took the plate back to the staff canteen.

When passing by Xiaoshi, he touched the top of Xiaoshi's head with few hairs.

It's like touching a hard stone, only slightly warm.