As we chatted, the dishes came up soon.

The first impression these dishes give people is that they are big.

The plate was huge, and Mu Tao felt that four people could eat enough for one dish.

I originally wanted to eat four servings or not, but I didn’t expect it to be such a big plate. This is essentially different from Cantonese cuisine.

The dishes were served, and there was basically no room for a small table to put them in. Even the water cup and bone plate could only squeeze into a small corner.

The pork buns look golden on the outside, and it is sweet and sour, crispy, fragrant and tender. All kinds of flavors echo on the tip of the tongue, which amazed Mu Tao.

This taste is much better than the pot bun meat I have eaten.

Although Northeastern cuisine is similar to Sichuan cuisine, it is heavy in oil, salt and heavy in taste, and it is not very good as Mu Tao's taste. It does not affect his meal, and he still has a happy meal.

Zheng Ren seldom eats such authentic pot buns.

There is an old saying in Northeast China that pot dumplings are the most skillful dish, just like Zheng Ren’s tips surgery.

It is absolutely not enough to be able to do it. It is difficult to not only do it, but also do it well.

A meal was sweet.

Because there was no Xie Yiren and Chang Yue, Zheng Ren and Su Yun didn't say much, so the few people finished their meals and rushed back to the hospital.

Director Luo called Zheng Ren, and Professor Yang left a message on WeChat, saying that the patient had already been taken in, so that he had time to take a look.

This time, the patients came with magnetic diffusion films. If it goes well, the surgery will be possible tomorrow.

In addition, patients in the interventional department will be discharged one after another tomorrow, and the operation seems to be able to be carried out.

Zheng Ren was very happy about this. After the first good start, he had to add fuel to the fire to make the fire more and more fierce.

There are three or four months left, and more than two thousand surgeries, and at least dozens of successful doctors can complete it.

Let’s do it first. If not, we will have a good talk with Dr. Mehal when he comes to China for surgery.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ren suddenly laughed.

I didn't realize these things before, but Su Yun said that he was very scheming.

Now looking at it, it seems that I can see this meaning.

Back to the interventional department, I looked at the patient after the operation, and then looked at the blood ammonia value that had just been returned. Everything was very stable. I guess the patient will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

Professor Su Yun and Professor Rudolph Wagner stayed to sort out the information on the second phase of the morning tips surgery, while Zheng Ren took Chang Yue to see the five newly admitted patients.

It is a meticulous job to communicate with the patient's family.

Zheng Ren can do this job, but isn’t it Chang Yue? Zheng Ren can be lazy and become lazy.

It was noon that Director Luo of the Department of Gastroenterology was on lunch break. Zheng Ren did not disturb him, so he contacted the hospitalization officer of the Department of Gastroenterology and started to see the patient.

Director Luo accepted three patients. In order to make Chang Yue’s work simpler, Zheng Ren asked the patients’ families to come to the doctor’s office one by one when watching the film to explain the origin of the disease and what kind of surgery to do.

Zheng Ren even hand-drawn a local anatomical map based on each patient's different condition and explained in detail to the patient's family.

Mu Tao was stunned for a moment.

Generally speaking, drawing a simple picture and talking about local anatomy is a long work for surgeons.

However, the pictures drawn by Boss Zheng are simply works of art.

The details are appropriate, and the several veins are just as clear and clear as they have just finished the dissection on the teacher.

The tips surgery that needs to be performed, from the approach to the puncture and the lower stent, also appeared in front of the patient's family in a short period of time.

Moreover, for each patient's different condition, the pictures drawn by Zheng Ren are subtle.

Perhaps the patient's family didn't know, but after Mu Tao watched Zheng Ren communicate with the patient's family, he seemed to have made a new breakthrough in his understanding of tips surgery.

Just on those boring pictures, judging the puncture points based on different anatomical structures... and so on... Mu Tao thought about it and suddenly realized how Zheng Ren drew the anatomical relationship between the portal vein and the hepatic vein to be punctured?

Looking at the hand-drawn picture, Mu Tao seemed to be folding through complex spaces and seeing how Zheng Ren analyzed the tips surgical puncture points before surgery.

The devil is often in the details.

But just communicating with the patient's family has hidden a shocking secret, which Mu Tao never expected before.

Boss Zheng didn't seem to think about hiding things, and communicated with the patient's family in front of him very openly.

This level of doctor-patient communication is already a god-level one. It is just the simplest clinical work, but Mu Tao knows that he can't do it.

When Zheng Ren finished explaining to the family of the first patient, Mu Tao suddenly said: "Boss Zheng, can I keep the pictures you drew?"

Zheng Ren was just a little stunned and understood what Mu Tao meant.

Several thoughts appeared in Zheng Ren's mind, roaring like thunder.

The thoughts that were originally pitch black as night were blown out a little light.

Zheng Ren has been thinking about how to explain it so that the magnetic diffusion can be successfully accepted by most people. This is a very difficult thing. Zheng Ren thought about it intermittently for many days, but he still couldn't come up with a solution.

At this moment, Mu Tao's intention gave Zheng Ren a new idea.

It was so dark under the light, Zheng Ren smiled at himself, laughing happily.

Mu Tao was puzzled, and looked at Zheng Ren's smile, becoming more and more unpredictable. It was like a dream since childhood that he met an old fairy with a white beard and taught his own fairy skills... When he saw through a certain trick, the old fairy would look at him with a smile.

However, the old immortal is too young.

The patient's family had already understood it, and they didn't take this paper seriously. But when they heard Mu Tao say he wanted to keep it, the patient's daughter held the paper and said she didn't let go of anything.

To them, this is a piece of waste paper. But at this moment, it is like a rare treasure.

Someone robs or no one robs are definitely two different concepts.

"I'll draw another picture for you." Zheng Ren was also helpless, but with a way of thinking, drawing another picture will make the key points that can be displayed clearer.

Mu Tao was silent and nodded.

Zheng Ren introduced Chang Yue to the patient's family. Chang Yue communicated with them all about everything before the operation, which allowed the patient's family to leave.

After that, do you need to draw pictures?

Zheng Ren recalled the fragments of nuclear magnetic dispersion, and the three-dimensional anatomical map appeared in his mind, broken, rebuilt, and then shattered, and finally turned into countless most primitive data streams.

Seeing Zheng Ren pondering, Mu Tao did not disturb him, but recalled the entire diagnosis process.

In the office, there was a dead silence.

Chang Yue looked at Zheng Ren and Mu Tao, not knowing what they were doing, but he didn't bother them, but waited quietly.

Time passed quickly, and after more than ten minutes of silence, Zheng Ren suddenly moved!
Chapter completed!