The Surgeon’s Studio

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Song Ying had noted Zheng Ren’s youth but the two department chiefs seemed to hold the young doctor in high regard.
He was not about to question Zheng Ren’s legitimacy directly.

It was important to be amiable to others.

A good nature brought in opportunities.

“I believe your gait is caused by overconsumption of grilled sausages.
Phosphorus is a key element in food preservatives and additives.
They exist in salt form, such as calcium phosphate, disodium phosphate, monosodium phosphate, trisodium phosphate and more.

“These inorganic phosphates are easily absorbed by the gut when not bound to proteins.
Based on your recount, you’ve been eating a lot of grilled sausages throughout the years.
The symptoms you’re experiencing are likely caused by the accumulation of phosphate.”

“Are you sure?” Song Ying asked before realizing that he was questioning a doctor about medical issues.
He flashed an embarrassed smile and said, “Sorry, I shouldn’t be doubting your diagnosis.
What should I do, then?”

“Go to the general surgery department and get your parathyroid glands removed.
The bump on your wrist should be gone after three weeks.
Your gait should also gradually improve.” Zheng Ren continued with a playful smile.
“But you should absolutely reduce your consumption of grilled sausages.
You can have some occasionally, but definitely not at the rate you’ve described.”

Grilled sausage had become Song Ying’s good luck charm… If Zheng Ren forbade Song Ying from eating it, he worried that it would affect the man’s mental state and business.

Reduced consumption was the best option.

Song Ying nodded in surprise.

He did not know the functions of the parathyroid glands, only their anatomical position.

Could removal of the glands could make the bump on his wrist disappear? It sounded unbelievable.

He kept his doubts to himself but decided to make an appointment at the hospital regardless.

The diagnosis sounded a little far-fetched for Chief Chu, but the medical theory behind it was solid.
It was a rare disorder so a checkup was required to determine its treatment plan.

“Little Song, I’ll arrange for a hospital visit,” Chief Chu said.

Song Ying stood from his seat and bowed slightly.
He was not about to turn down the offer.
“Thank you.”

Chief Chu took a look at the time and said, “It’s a bit late now.
Remind me of it tomorrow, alright?”

As he said that, Department Chief Kong’s phone started ringing.

“Hello.

“What?

“Get to the point! What’s going on with the ophthalmology department?

“I’m out now.
If traffic is good, I’ll be back in an hour.
Okay, go make the arrangements.”

With that, he hung up.

The mention of ophthalmology piqued Zheng Ren’s interest.

“Excuse me, there’s an emergency in the hospital,” Department Chief Kong said as he got up from the table.

Quiet, uninterrupted meals were few and far between for doctors—or so it was for junior doctors.
The case must have befuddled even the chief resident to require Department Chief Kong’s input.

“Oh? What’s the matter?” Chief Chu asked.

“Lin Jiaojiao lost her vision.
The ophthalmologist says there’s an interrupted blood supply in her eye and they can’t operate.
They want a second opinion,” Department Chief Kong said.

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