The Surgeon’s Studio

ing as he watched the woman finish the paperwork.

Even if the patient received only one surgery, he would be able to live for at least another six months to a year.

If he left now, his disease would kill him within three to six months.

Zheng Ren let out a long sigh.

The patient’s daughter completed the documentation quickly and asked a few questions on the discharge time.

Chang Yue impatiently answered them and left to proceed with other work.

The patient’s daughter were going through a mixture of complicated feelings, but Zheng Ren had no interest in digging deeper.
Recognizing that she was exactly as Chang Yue had described, he lost interest in her and continued to read the Fundamentals of General Surgery.

The professor found all of this very new and strange.
He blinked, seemingly lost in thought.

The patient’s daughter hurriedly left the office.
Within half an hour, she had packed up and left with the patient.

Such were the difficulties of being a clinical doctor.

The human heart was unpredictable.
One could hurt themselves if they were not careful.

This time around, the patient’s family members had stopped requesting a self-discharge and avoided berating Chang Yue and Zheng Ren due to Old Chief Physician Pan being around.

Were they anyone else, there would have been a big fuss.

After Chang Yue finished the patient’s discharge process, she tossed the case file onto the nurse’s station.
She then went to change and irritatedly notified Zheng Ren that she was leaving.

Zheng Ren did not dare to step on her toes.
It was something not even Su Yun had the guts to do.

The weather was not ideal, the afternoon sun was weak and chilly.

Zheng Ren continued reading, aware that the usual warmth from the sun was absent.

While he read, he texted Xie Yiren via WeChat.
Time flew when he chatted with Xie Yiren.
In the blink of an eye, it was already time for his evening shift.

At that moment in one of the Class Two Grade A Hospital in Horqin Right Middle Banner of Inner Mongolia [1].

An interventional doctor was participating in a multidisciplinary case conference review.

In the ICU, there was a patient being presented with lower gastrointestinal tract bleeding.
The entire hospital did not know what to do.

At the beginning, the patient was going to be abandoned.
However, after watching the hybrid surgery from Xinglin Garden, the interventional doctor got inspired and joined the conference.

He understood clearly why the hospital had decided to hold a multidisciplinary case conference review.

It was because they were unable to treat his disease.

The purpose of the conference was just to show that the hospital had paid attention to his case.
They could not treat him simply because they were unable to, not because of malpractice.

This would have been impossible in the past.

Now, the interventional doctor thought that the patient had a fighting chance.

The deputy chief of the medical administration division had chaired the multidisciplinary case conference review.
Each department chief spoke in turn.

All of them thought that the patient was too old, and the complication risks after surgery… No, not risks.
The patient would definitely die in surgery.

If they chose the conventional treatment, he had a 1% survival chance.

It would be totally up to fate.

The interventional doctor did not judge them as they were just restricted by current medical limitations.

More than a century ago, pulmonary tuberculosis was untreatable, but times had changed.

Since the interventional department was the last department on the list to speak, the interventional doctor sat at the far corner and waited a long time for his turn to speak.

After they had all finished speaking, the medical administration division’s deputy chief had started to pack up before dismissing the conference.
He asked one last routine question, “Does anyone else want to share their opinion?”

“I have something to say.”

One of my patients was the head of the food bureau of Horqin Right Middle Banner of Inner Mongolia.
He had retired for a few decades.
I’ve always remembered the name of this place because it sounded interesting.

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