The Surgeon’s Studio

Chapter 710: Oh My God! Boss, You’re Still Alive

“This…” Chief Guo still did not understand. He hesitated for a moment and asked, “You have to leave ten to fifteen centimeters below the knee joint before you can put the prosthesis. It’s only two to three centimeters. After the prosthesis is installed, it will fall off when you move. What should we do?”

“Chief Guo, this is the most traditional prosthesis.” Su Yun glanced at Chief Guo and opened his mouth, ready to spit back at him.

At this moment, Zheng Ren opened the airtight lead door and walked out.

“You… Can you help me massage it? I have some things to deal with here.” Zheng Ren looked at Liu Xuzhi and asked with some embarrassment.

Zheng Ren could not recognize who this person was at all.

Liu Xuzhi did not think much of it. He was just curious about the final outcome of this debate.

He smiled at Zheng Ren, walked into the operating theater, and began to perform the massage.

Because there was only one puncture needle eye and gauze, he did not need to scrub his hands anymore. It was more convenient. The patient was in a state of septic shock and his blood pressure was not high. Zheng Ren left for a few seconds but was fine.

“This, this is…” Zheng Ren stuttered a little as if he had not spoken for too long. Once he spoke again, it was as if he was a stranger.

“This is Chief Guo from the Orthopedics Department of the Provincial Hospital.” Su Yun saw that Zheng Ren was trying to remember who he was. He realized that Zheng Ren had something important to do, so he took a step back and stood behind Zheng Ren on the left.

“Hello, Chief Guo.” Zheng Ren took off his sterile gloves. His hands were covered in sweat. He hesitated for a moment and rubbed his hands on the surgical gown but did not extend his hand.

“Doctor Zheng, right? Hello, you’re young and promising.” Chief Guo did not care. He directly extended his hand to show his respect to Zheng Ren.

He shook hands and let go.

“Chief Guo, are you considering whether we should install the prosthetic limbs?” Zheng Ren asked.

“Prosthetic limbs. According to the textbook, the bone under the joint should be at least 10cm.” Chief Guo smiled bitterly. How could he not want to have one less joint? However, it really could not be done.

“Do you think it’s like the equipment in Forrest Gump’s legend…” Su Yun could not help but open his mouth. He was elbowed by Zheng Ren and shut his mouth angrily.

“Chief Guo, on July 23rd in 2007 while in New York, the American soldier Juan Arredondo who lost his left hand in the Iraq War, demonstrated the functions of a new type of bionic artificial limb,” Zheng Ren said calmly. “Bionic artificial limbs have long been listed in the United Kingdom. Now, there are relevant companies in Europe and the United States that produce this type of artificial limb. This was a long time ago. Recently, it’s been reported that the new generation of bionic artificial limbs can adapt to two to three centimeters of the residual limb and are more flexible.”

Chief Guo was stunned.

He knew about this information. However, due to economic reasons, very few people in the country installed such prosthetic limbs. If there were really rich people who needed them, they would contact foreign hospitals and go abroad to install prosthetic limbs and do relevant rehabilitation training.

Was there any meaning in this matter for Doctor Zheng?

Zheng Ren scratched his head and asked, “Su Yun, did I call Lil Fugui?”

“No,” Su Yun said with certainty.

“Why do I keep feeling like I did? Could it be that I just slept for ten minutes and was dreaming?”

“Yes, it was a dream,” Su Yun said. “You’ve been busy like a dog. After you got off the plane, you left your phone at the airport. How could you make a call?”

Zheng Ren then remembered that what Su Yun said made sense.

That was a call he had given Professor Rudolf Wagner in his dream.

Fortunately, he had asked so it was not a problem now.

Xie Ning looked at Zheng Ren and wondered what he needed. This son-in-law was becoming more and more interesting.

“Can you lend me your phone? I’m sure of one thing,” Zheng Ren said.

“Use mine.” Xie Ning immediately handed the phone to Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren smiled and said, “Thank you, Uncle Ning.”

Well, it was not bad. He remembered him this time. Xie Ning was very satisfied that the embarrassing thing did not happen again.

He lowered his expectations. Actually, satisfaction was easy to achieve.

Zheng Ren wiped his hands on the sterile surgical gown and wiped the sweat off his hands. Then, he dialed a number from his memory.

It was Professor Rudolf Wagner’s cell phone number. Zheng Ren took a look at it and still remembered it.

“Who is it?” The professor’s voice came from the phone and Zheng Ren’s mood was a little strange. He really wanted to call Xie Yiren…

“Lil Fugui, it’s me,” Zheng Ren said.

“Oh my God! Boss, you’re still alive!” Professor Rudolf Wagner shouted in surprise.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun looked at each other. They really didn’t know how to answer the professor’s words.

“Boss, boss, when are you coming back? I missed you so much,” the professor said almost with a roar.

“Lil Fugui, let’s get down to business,” Zheng Ren said. “I remember you told me that there was a donation from a charity fund. Is this true?”

“I thought you weren’t interested in money,” Professor Rudolf Wagner nagged. “It’s true. I’ve been nominated by Dr. Mehar for the Nobel Prize, and it’s one of those promising nominations. I’ve already been contacted by two to three charity funds.”

“I remember this to be the case in Sea City. You said that I can use this money however I want? Is that right?”

“Boss, everything is as you wish. It’s almost true, but there are some trivial procedures. I suggest that you buy a villa at a beach in Miami. Every morning, open the door and face the sea. Spring there is warm and the flowers are blooming.”

“Who taught you all this nonsense?” Zheng Ren asked with a frown.

Su Yun’s face was a little ugly.

However, Professor Rudolf Wagner did not answer Zheng Ren’s question, he simply asked, “Boss, I’m glad that you’ve finally returned to the human world from heaven and are interested in the currency of the human world. I hope that you can come back as soon as possible with your hands that have been kissed by the heavens. Our Nobel Prize project has begun!”

Upon hearing the Nobel Prize project, Chief Guo and Chief Jiang’s ears pricked up like rabbits.

Nobel Prize? This young man?

What a joke!

“Lil Fugui, let’s get down to business,” Zheng Ren said. “How much can you obtain from the charity fund?”

“If you can get the Nobel Prize, you’ll need at least 50 million euros to start. If It’s just a nomination, then it’s only 10 million to 20 million euros,” Professor Rudolf Wagner said.

“Okay, I’ll go back after I’m done here,” Zheng Ren said firmly. “How many euros did you bring in the check?”

“10 million euros.”

“Otto Bock Company, Dud City, Lower Saxony. Help me contact the company. I have a large number of people who need to install artificial limbs… Take the money from the donation pool,” Zheng Ren said.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was speechless.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun could even imagine the professor’s expression on the phone.

“Is it difficult?” Zheng Ren asked.

“Boss, you’re gonna buy prosthetic limbs for 10 million euros? What are you…” The professor swallowed his saliva.

“It’s 50 million euros. Well, you said that if you can get the Nobel Prize, there will be a charitable donation of this amount, at the very least,” Zheng Ren said affirmatively.

“Boss… Boss… Are you sure you can get it this year?” The professor’s voice was trembling.