He hung up the phone. Just as Chief Wang was about to go out, a figure tiptoed at the door and pushed it open.
"Chief Wang, you're here." Chief Wang saw that it was the patient's family member just now. However, it was not the person who had let the patient eat, but someone else.
"Huh? What's wrong? "
"Chief Wang, I'll have to trouble you to go on stage during the surgery later." The patient's family member bowed slightly and smiled politely. He closed the door and took out a thick envelope from his pocket. He was about to stuff it into Chief Wang's pocket.
"What are you doing?" Chief Wang was unhappy and said, "I don't accept red packets. Besides, I'm not the one performing the surgery."
"Aren't I troubling you to ask you to go on stage? After all, you're an expert in the Imperial Capital. How can there be a good doctor in Sea City? " The patient's family member saw that Chief Wang did not seem to be polite and was very anxious. He threw the envelope on the bed in the duty room, bowed deeply, and said, "Chief Wang, I'll have to trouble you during the surgery."
After saying that, he turned around and ran away, not giving Chief Wang a chance to refuse.
Chief Wang held the envelope and smiled bitterly. His mind was filled with Chief Su's words from the 912 Vascular Department.
Had Chief Zheng's surgery reached such a level? The world's best? Chief Su was usually quite steady. How could he give such a judgment?
It could not be!
Chief Zheng's surgery was indeed amazing, but it was not enough to be used as a teaching surgery. The chief of a department in the 912 had to stay in the entire department and was still learning so late.
Moreover, it was a nice way to say that he was learning.
He thought about it and weighed the red packet.
It was about two thousand yuan. Chief Wang smiled.
If he were to perform the surgery himself, he would accept it. However, if Chief Zheng were to do it in the operating theater, something would not be right.
'It's really troublesome. I still have to pay the hospital fee,' Chief Wang thought to himself as he weighed the money.
..
Zheng Ren explained the patient's condition to the patient's family and said a lot. He realized that after his intervention climbed to the peak, even his ability to explain the patient's condition seemed to have improved. His language was more concise and easier to understand.
Perhaps it was because he had a deeper understanding of anatomy and the patient's condition.
After explaining to Chief Wang before the surgery, Zheng Ren greeted him and went to the operating theater. He took his phone and left a message for Xie Yiren. Walking out of the ward, Zheng Ren saw Feng Xuhui standing at the entrance of the ward, looking out the window and waiting quietly.
The largest suitcase was placed beside Liu Xiaojie, quietly waiting to be summoned.
"Little Feng, let's go," Zheng Ren said.
"Chief Zheng, is it a thrombectomy?" Feng Xuhui asked.
"Oh, you even know about embolectomy?"
"I've learned all the interventional surgeries. I'm just getting a general idea. I was thinking that I have to know what you need, Chief Zheng, "Feng Xuhui said to Zheng Ren with a smile.
"Yes, continue to work hard." Zheng Ren patted Feng Xuhui's shoulder and brushed past Liu Xiaojie. He still did not notice her presence, treating her like air.
Liu Xiaojie was curious. Was Boss Zheng pretending to be a gentleman, or did he really not see her? When they were in the Imperial Capital, no matter how persistent Zhou Chunyong was, he would still talk to her with a smile.
She was confident in her looks. She must be pretending. Men are all pig trotters, Liu Xiaojie thought to herself.
When he arrived at the operating theater, he changed his clothes and walked in.
"Chief Zheng, don't you know how busy you are?" Chu Yanzhi complained. "Shouldn't you be lying at home and watching dramas at this time? You actually have to work overtime. "
"Come to 912." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "I'm free. I have nothing to do."
"Tsk, you're bragging."
"It's true. I'm not in charge of the emergency department, so I work during the day and rest on weekends. I can also go out to perform freelance surgeries. Oh right, Su Yun said that he might go to Inner Mongolia in the near future. Are you two interested? "
"Inner Mongolia? Where are you going? "
"Someone from a hospital in Horqin Right Middle Banner asked me to go there for surgery. I'll also play there. I've never been there before. I heard from Su Yun that there's a desert. We can camp there and have a bonfire. "
"Okay!" Chu Yanzhi jumped up excitedly.
The generation that grew up in the city rarely saw campfires, desert moons, and other rare things.
Not to mention the desert full moon, it was considered good weather to see the moon when the haze was lighter.
"By the way, the patient is under local anesthesia. Why are you here?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Chief Wang said that he wanted to cut the intestines, so I didn't leave," Chu Yanzhi said. "So you don't need me."
"I think the intestines can still be preserved, so don't leave first. If I can't do it, I'll have to call you over."
"Chief Zheng, do you think it's really good to use a houseman like this?"
"It's okay." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "A houseman can't be on duty independently. There are fewer people in our hospital, so it's still the same. By the way, do you still need to report to the teachers in the foreign department? "
"I did at first, but my sister and I are skilled. There's nothing to say," Chu Yanzhi said with a smile. "Who said that housemen can't be on duty? My sister and I have a certificate, and according to the country's requirements, we have to be on duty independently."
"Go to anesthesia. I'm joking. It's still general anesthesia," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"Huh?"
"The patient has severe abdominal pain. If it's local anesthesia, it'll be risky. Although it can be done reluctantly, general anesthesia is better, "Zheng Ren said with a smile.
The patient had been sent over. Chu Yanzhi skipped over to anesthetize the patient. Zheng Ren looked at Chu Yanzhi's back and still could not understand. Even if they were fraternal twins, the difference in personality was too big.
"Little Feng, where's the box? Let me take a look at the medical supplies, "Zheng Ren asked as he walked into the operating room.
Liu Xiaojie pushed the box over and stood at the side to watch quietly. Feng Xuhui saw that Zheng Ren was about to reach out, so he immediately pulled the box over and opened it.
"Slow down, don't worry." Zheng Ren squatted down and began to pick out all kinds of medical supplies.
"Chief Zheng, take a look and see what else you're missing," Feng Xuhui said. "I thought about it myself and prepared it. I never had the chance to let you take a look."
Zheng Ren took a look. All the basic medical supplies were there. Some that he did not have could be replaced with the existing medical supplies, so he smiled and did not say anything. He picked out the things he wanted and handed them to the circulating nurse.
"Where's Yiren?" the circulating nurse asked.
"Send the chief home. She'll be back soon." Zheng Ren went to wash his hands.
Then, Zheng Ren sat on the sofa at the back. Through the lead-lined glass, he watched Chu Yanzhi busy herself and thought about the recent events.
If the thrombectomy went smoothly, there would be no need for a catheter to dissolve the thrombus. That way, he could go to the Provincial Capital once and return to the Imperial Capital to continue the TIPS surgery. Logically speaking, Dr. Mehar was about to arrive. The second-stage surgery should not be very difficult. He should just give him the prostate.
As for the Nobel Prize, Zheng Ren no longer thought about it. If he could not get the clinical surgical method, then so be it. It did not matter.
As long as he was happy, it was fine.
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