Christopher Thompson

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  • by Christopher Thompson Zheng Ren had no idea how much treatment would cost. The implementation of the new rural cooperative medical system had provided more opportunities for farmers to receive treatment and improve their quality of life. However, based on Zheng Ren’s experience, once medical charges exceeded ten thousand yuan, the chances of them giving up treatment were very high. “I’ll try to minimize the surgery cost between five to eight thousand yuan,” replied Zheng Ren after a long pause to run the…
  • by Christopher Thompson “Doctor, is Doctor Fang here?” asked the taller man politely. From his accent, he was likely from a nearby suburb. The man was tall and his back slightly hunched, with dust and dirt-smeared all across his face. “There is no Doctor Fang here,” replied Zheng Ren. “...” Both men looked confused. They were somewhat timid, especially when facing doctors in white coats, to the extent that they started stuttering in fright. Perhaps, to them, white-clad doctors were not angels, and…
  • by Christopher Thompson Zheng Ren stepped down and allowed Su Yun to maintain pressure on the wound for hemostasis. “That was smooth,” Old Chief Physician Pan complimented after witnessing the speedy surgery, its results completely different from that of the previous operation. “So far, so good.” Zheng Ren smiled. “The artery has been fully embolized, so the patient may feel pain and nausea after surgery. Just administer drugs accordingly and she’ll be fine.” The latter statement was meant for Chang Yue,…
  • by Christopher Thompson Shenzhen Economic Development Zone People’s Hospital. Mu Tao and Wu Haishi were staring unblinkingly at the livestream in the chief office in the interventional radiological department. Ever since the account began broadcasting interventional radiology in Xinglin Garden, Mu Tao had registered one so that his master could directly access the website. The facilities in Shenzhen City were particularly good for ordinary doctors, but for Old Wu, a national expert, scholar and professor, the…
  • by Christopher Thompson The interventional radiologist from a third-tier city stared at the livestream on his phone and frowned. This host surgeon was highly talented, that was beyond question. He had been eager to pit his skill against the host’s when he had first started watching the livestream. However, after watching more surgery broadcasts, he was now well aware of the huge gap between them. The thing was, he also knew how to perform interventional radiological treatment for hepatic carcinoma. However,…
  • by Christopher Thompson “What surgery is it?” Zheng Ren was surprised. The first in the world? That was unexpected. “Prostatic artery embolization,” answered Old Chief Physician Pan happily. Prostate... Was that even something essential? Zheng Ren’s initial excitement instantly dissipated into thin air. “Little comrade, what kind of expression is that?” asked Old Chief Physician Pan, his face serious. “Nothing.” Zheng Ren lowered his head and quickly changed his clothes. “Think about it, our…
  • by Christopher Thompson The busy, sleepy night was soon over. When Chang Yue came to work looking energetic the next day, Zheng Ren had not yet woken from his slumber. Upon noticing the notes left by Zheng Ren, she personally took the patient’s medical history again to verify each point before starting her busy day. Indifferent and calm, Zheng Yunxia completed the hospital admission process without repeatedly expressing her gratitude. In a sense, the interventional radiological treatment for her hepatic carcinoma…
  • by Christopher Thompson After Zheng Ren returned to the on-call room, he lay in a comfortable position on the bed and opened a novel app on his cell phone. Reading novels was one of his few pleasures in life. He devoured one on his phone while chatting leisurely with the “extravagant” group via WeChat. It turned out that they had gone for dinner after Su Yun had sent Sister Zhao home. Since Su Yun had refused to hit the bottle with Chang Yue during their meal just now, all of them were still energetic and had…
  • by Christopher Thompson “Sis, what is he doing?” Su Yun asked softly, bored and curious. “I don’t know.” Sister Zhao stared unblinkingly at the screen, completely forgetting the time. “...” “I think he is looking for an abnormal signal near the liver edge to see if it’s a tumor-feeding artery,” Sister Zhao guessed. “That’s so troublesome.” “In general, no one does it in this country, but internationally... I’ve never checked any related information, so I’m not too sure about it, but…
  • by Christopher Thompson Zheng Ren rubbed his face and tried to make his smile look more friendly. After all, he had come asking for help. Although Su Yun was the one who had asked for a favor and would be the one humiliated if something went south... It was better not to put on a stern expression at all times. “Sister Zhao.” Zheng Ren pretended as if he had heard nothing and entered the CT operator’s console room with a smile on his face, which was a rare sight. His sudden appearance made Su Yun, Chang Yue and the…
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