Wang Yang actually doesn’t want to stay in the hospital anymore. Although Wang Yang regarded the emergency department as his home when he was at Tao City First People’s Hospital, he is now a patient, and Wang Yang feels very unhappy.

"I really want to go back to the hotel!"

Wang Yang looked at the moon outside the window, went to wash up, and started chatting with Meng Yue again.

At this time, a black business car picked up an old man in the First People's Hospital of Jiangcheng and headed towards Tianhe Airport.

"Have you found a doctor in Kyoto?"

The old man sat in the back seat, his voice a little heavy.

"Old Wang, I heard that the arrangement has been made in Kyoto."

Driver's Road.

The old man nodded. The old man was named Wang Zhen. He was once a famous high-ranking official in Tao City. However, his official career was not good and he could not make any progress in Tao City all his life.

After finally retreating, the group of people who once complimented him were neglected, and there was another Zheng Tianjun who often called him to express his condolences.

But before he could enjoy it, Wang Zhen was diagnosed with liver cancer. Cancer is undoubtedly a disease that makes people desperate. Wang Zhen naturally asked people to look for famous doctors everywhere and be able to treat himself.

Two days ago, Zheng Tianjun called him and said that he had found a doctor from Tao City to help him with the surgery.

Wang Zhen was so angry that he cursed, could he not know the doctor skills of Tao City First People's Hospital?

Even some slightly larger surgery can't be done. How could they do liver cancer? At least they have to go to Jiangcheng to do it! Wang Zhen didn't have a good tone later and hung up Zheng Tianjun's phone.

I was transferred to Jiangcheng First People's Hospital, but I learned that Jiangcheng's most powerful Dr. Xie Tao and Professor Li Mo went to Kyoto to attend the meeting. I don't know when I will be back.

This made Wang Zhen more and more desperate, so he could only pick up his cell phone and call his friends in Kyoto.

Fortunately, the friends in Kyoto didn’t know Wang Zhen’s situation, and they were all very enthusiastic. When they heard that he was looking for a doctor, they promised to find the best doctor there.

Wang is not afraid of spending money, but is afraid of not meeting a good doctor.

At 2 a.m., the plane landed at Kyoto Airport.

My friend was very enthusiastic and arranged the ward of Union Hospital directly. Union Hospital is a well-known Grade A hospital in Kyoto, and there are countless big-name doctors in it.

But when I arrived at the ward, Wang Zhen, who had been sick in a single room before, looked at the four beds and the ward of more than a dozen family members, and the air inside was stinky.

The most important thing is that the patients in this ward are all cancerous, one of which has advanced cancer, with a pale complexion and deep eye sockets, giving people a feeling that they may pass at any time.

Wang Zhen felt that he couldn't live here. If he wanted to live, he would definitely live in a single room! What's going on when he was crowded with these people! "What's going on?"

Can I stay in this ward?"

Wang Zhen called his friend, "Can you arrange a single room? Money is not a problem."

"Brother Wang, this is Union Hospital, not a small hospital in Tao City. Those single rooms are for special people. Even if I go there, I will squeeze in the ward with others. And this time, in order to help Brother Wang go to the line to arrange the ward, I have already asked an old doctor in the past..." After hearing what a friend said, Wang Zhen hung up the phone. This is the top tertiary hospital in the country. An ordinary person in an ordinary ward can not be ranked in the number for ten days or half a month.

A single room has nothing to do with money, it just depends on the level and privileges. Even if Wang really didn’t retire before, it would be difficult to want a single room, let alone now he is retired.

Wang Zhen is now thinking, just give himself two choices, either to continue to go back to Jiangcheng to wait for Professor Li Mo and Dr. Xie Tao, but they may not be able to cure him.

Either stay at UnionPay. UnionPay's technology can definitely cure its own cancer, after all, its own cancer is not in the late stage.

After sighing, Wang Zhen still chose to stay at Union Hospital, while Jiangcheng First People's Hospital is still a little different from Kyoto Union Hospital.

As soon as he entered, the driver helped Wang Zhen make the bed and then went to help Wang Zhen pay the fee. The families inside looked at Wang Zhen and started to talk one by one.

...Director Ding walked out of the ward and looked at Professor Qin and said, "Old Qin, do you think that article by Li Xiang can be published in "The Lancet"?"

"I don't know, but I have a chance. After all, three years ago, he did stem cell 3D printing and heart transplantation. Which cardiothoracic surgeon dared to think about these?

Dare to do it?

But he did it!"

Professor Qin shook his head and really admired Li Xiang.

Li Xiang not only succeeded in the research on heart transplantation, but also announced that 3D printing technology has referenced the technology of heart transplantation.

Now, since the application of 3D printing technology, many heart disease patients have reborn through heart transplantation.

The clinical role of a new technology is not only effective for patients, but also for doctors and future medical students. Medicine needs to continue to develop, and with the advancement of science and technology, medicine is also improving.

"You have to know that three years ago, 3D printing technology was only used by orthopedics guys on joints."

Professor Qin looked at Director Ding.

Director Ding also found it incredible, Li Xiang is incredible, Wang Yang is incredible, and Director Ding is even a little curious about Tao City.

"But his first experiment only lived for more than a hundred days?"

Director Ding frowned and said, "This operation cannot be considered successful, it can only be considered a great progress."

Professor Qin smiled bitterly and said, "Do you think the little white mouse is dead?

No, it was the mouse that bit off the cage and ran away! The subject escaped, resulting in the interruption of the experiment, and the final time was set to more than one hundred days."

"You mean that the little mouse is not dead?

But ran away?"

Director Ding took a deep breath. He thought it was Li Xiang and other medical researchers who worked hard to guard for more than 100 days, and then the guinea pig took his last breath under the action of a ventilator.

"Well, so I know why I like Li Xiang so much. It's a pity that I found Li Xiang's home at that time. Li Xiang's parents were moved by me, but Li Xiang still didn't take me as his teacher."

This is the first time Professor Qin has been looking for a student's home in so many years, and it is normal for students to go to his home.

Most importantly, Professor Qin was rejected.

"But, Li Xiang's colleague is also good."

Professor Qin praised.

"Do you think it's just good?"

Director Ding looked at Professor Qin, "You should know that most liver cancers are hepatitis B hepatitis, which turns into cirrhosis, and produces nodules, and finally malignant nodules. Many patients have never taken drugs to control hepatitis B virus. Once the cirrhosis nodules are converted into liver cancer nodules, it is difficult to distinguish them. They can only be rinsed by iodized oil. As long as the nodules that retain iodized oil are malignant liver cancer nodules."

"If Li Xiang hadn't reminded today, I would have forgotten the significance of the operation this little guy did, and it was even more useful than the application of 3D printing technology in heart transplantation."

Director Ding's speech speed gradually accelerated and became a little excited. "The ratio of heart disease patients to cirrhosis patients is one to one thousand. I can't say too much, right?"
Chapter completed!