The Surgeon's Studio

Chapter 935 - The Final Hour

Chapter 935: The Final Hour

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

But every time she saw the child’s tender face, she could not do it.

If she died, so be it. The child was still young...

She worked and earned money. Every penny was split into two halves. After a long time, she finally had a little bit of savings and brought the child to the Imperial Capital.

She was even prepared. If the doctors in the Imperial Capital said no, then she would go with her child. Staying in this world was also suffering.

It was said that life was bitter, but seeing the smiles on the faces of the people in the streets and alleys every day, she was puzzled. Why was her life so bitter?

The treatment in her hometown only cost money.

The treatment in the Provincial Capital cost money and time.

But the treatment in the Imperial Capital was simply fatal.

After wandering outside for a long time, she also learned some skills. Even with ticket resale, she definitely could not afford it.

She begged others to pity her, but who would not pity a person who went to the Imperial Capital to see a doctor?

She observed for a few days and knew that she had to line up the day before the hospital appointment register. So, with her old and worn luggage and her son, she finally registered with a specialist outpatient department.

As for what department, it did not matter.

She felt that all doctors should be able to see it. Anyway, she had to see it as soon as possible. Whether it worked or not, there had to be a result.

However, her bad luck seemed to have finally disappeared after arriving at the Imperial Capital. She had randomly registered and unexpectedly met Professor Yang. After Professor Yang gave a suspected diagnosis at the first moment, he did not hesitate to enter the ward. He also arranged for a check-up and looked for Zheng Ren to take a look.

She did not know any of these people.

She only knew that the child seemed to have been admitted to the hospital in a very short period of time. It was unlike other people who had to wait for one or two months.

Life, she thought, will always get better.

The down jacket she had wrapped around the baby had begun to flutter. She used Scotch tape to cover the tear and then took a fruit knife out of her old duffel bag. She began to peel the apples for her son.

The apples were discarded from a nearby market. They were a little rotten, but she picked out the better ones and gave them to her son to eat.

She did not know when she heard this sentence–an apple a day keeps the doctor away from me.

Yes, it would be great to be able to return to a normal life and not go to the doctor every day.

“Boss Zheng, that’s the situation. Take a look at the patient first.” A familiar voice came from the door. The woman’s hand paused slightly and put the apple on the table. She carefully protected the apple skin because it was her food.

She rubbed her face hard to make herself look less unlucky. The woman stood up timidly.

The person who spoke was the expert who saw the patient yesterday. He was a very kind person. After seeing the child, he examined them and her child was immediately admitted to the hospital. Waiting outside for a few months did not happen at all.

The woman thought that her luck had changed, so she did not want to give the impression that the kind doctor was a jinx.

As more and more people spoke, she gradually began to believe that she was a jinx.

From the way he spoke, he must have found a better doctor to treat her son. The woman was filled with joy. She stood up carefully and tried to express her politeness and inferiority.

Soon, two people walked in.

Professor Yang pointed at the child lying on the bed and said, “Boss Zheng, it’s him.”

Zheng Ren first took a look at the child. The diagnosis on the System panel was very clear. Both Professor Yang’s and his previous judgment had been confirmed.

It was very difficult to diagnose this rare disease, but the more difficult part was the surgery.

Zheng Ren looked at the child curled up in the wide down jacket, like a stray little beast. Every time he saw a stranger, his eyes were filled with fear and unease.

He tried his best to smile, making his smile even more gentle. “Little Brother, let me touch your belly, okay?”

As he spoke, Zheng Ren rubbed his hands.

Although it was already mid-spring, his hands were still a little cold.

Zheng Ren rubbed his hands to warm them as he began to ponder the details of the surgery.

Of course, this kind of physical examination was far less direct than the surgery training in the operating theater.

However, Zheng Ren still had to come into contact with the patient since he had been a doctor. He started with the physical examination. Perhaps it was more of a psychological hint, hinting that he should be careful and not let anything happen to him.

The mother of the child was stunned. Something seemed to be wrong..

This doctor was too young.

Perhaps he was a house officer. She sighed in her heart. She was still thinking too much. It was already very good to be able to stay in a hospital in the Imperial Capital. The surgery fees were not even enough. Why would there be a nationally renowned expert to treat her son?

Zheng Ren untied the child’s clothes and had him bend his legs. He began to gently press his stomach.

Just as he had imagined, the child’s limbs were very thin. It was quite appropriate to say that he was as thin as firewood. However, his belly was extremely big. It was as if he was pregnant.

His palm pressed on the child’s abdomen. He gently touched it and touched the spleen.

There was almost no subcutaneous fat. The feeling of palpation was very clear. Zheng Ren could even feel the pulse of the child’s splenic artery when he exerted force, as well as the unique feeling of the blood flow being pushed back.

From the left upper abdomen to the pelvic cavity, it was all the same.

The results of the physical examination were similar to the results of imaging. It could be said that the diagnosis before the operation was relatively clear.

Next, Zheng Ren began to do a neurophysical examination.

Fortunately, there were no serious complications such as eye movement disorders, cerebellar ataxia, spasms, myoclonus, or dementia.

Zheng Ren felt that this child was really lucky.

There were no mental symptoms and no fractures, which meant that the recovery after the surgery would be very smooth.

“Are you the patient’s family member?” Zheng Ren looked at his mother and asked.

The woman nodded in confusion. This doctor looked young, but there was an indescribable temperament to him, which made people feel particularly at ease. It was to the extent that she felt that the child could be cured by him no matter what illness he had.

“Has the child ever had a fracture?” Zheng Ren confirmed once again.

“...” The woman thought for a moment. This was something that no other doctor had asked before. She then shook her head, indicating that she had not.

“Brother Yang, the child’s condition is still alright. There are no serious complications. After the glucose-brain lipase activity test returns, let’s prepare for the surgery. I feel that the surgery is more straightforward than interventional surgery, but the risk of the surgery is still very high. We must explain this to the patient’s family.”

Zheng Ren’s tone and style of speaking had unknowingly changed from a young doctor to an old chief physician.

On his slightly green face, there was confidence and steadiness that did not match his age.

Professor Yang said, “I also considered the risk of the surgery, so...”

As he spoke, he glanced at Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren nodded slightly, indicating that he could go on stage.