"Don't sigh," Su Yun said. "It might be like what the boss said. It might be a small problem. He's still a child and has a strong self-healing ability. If it's really caused by fresh milk, he'll be fine after three to five years of quitting. "
Knowing that Su Yun was comforting her, Lin Jiaojiao smiled.
"You can do lung perfusion," Zheng Ren said.
"Boss, is that surgery reliable?" Su Yun asked.
"I haven't seen it either," Zheng Ren told the truth. Even Su Yun, a rising star of the cardiothoracic surgery department, did not know about it. How could he know?
"I suggested a few patients to do lung perfusion in the past. Didn't I leave now? I didn't continue to follow them." Su Yun was a little embarrassed when he talked about this.
After all, it was a matter of the cardiothoracic surgery department. He felt that it was embarrassing that he did not know. Lung perfusion was a very professional treatment method. Only specialized hospitals would do it. He did not come into contact with it much.
Without personal experience, there were still some things that could not be said when he saw the comparison of the patient's condition before and after treatment. Su Yun was very professional in this regard.
"Lung perfusion?" Lin Jiaojiao knew this kind of surgery. It was called lung lavage, but she did not know the specifics.
"It's been developed for many years before it was recognized by the world's doctors," Zheng Ren said.
"Is the effect good?"
"It can't be said to be a complete recovery, but it can still ensure a certain level of lung function and let people live. After all, there won't be that many lungs for a lung transplant. The number of patients with pneumoconiosis and silicosis is much higher than the number of lungs, "Su Yun said.
"The domestic technology is still good. In December 1997, the center successfully performed a large volume whole lung lavage on the director of the Russian National Coal Council Coordination Bureau, Anavilich Nikolai.
"Vietnam also sent people to learn this technology."
Zheng Ren and Su Yun's words made Lin Jiaojiao dizzy.
Seeing the two of them turn around and leave, about to enter the unit, Lin Jiaojiao immediately shouted, "Boss Zheng, Brother Yun, do you want to go out for dinner tonight?"
"No." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "I'll play with Hei Zi for a while tonight and go to bed early. Dr. Mehar just came and said that he wants to see me operate on him personally. I still have to think about it. "
Dr. Mehar wanted to see Boss Zheng operate on him personally … Lin Jiaojiao repeated this sentence several times. It was not until Zheng Ren and Su Yun's figures disappeared from the unit that she roughly understood what they meant.
What a group of monsters.
…
"Su Yun, how much do you think the rent for the house next to the hospital is?"
"Boss, are you too embarrassed to tell Lin Jiaojiao?" Su Yun asked.
"Didn't you say that we don't need money anymore?" Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"When we eat later, I'll ask." Su Yun said. "Your skin is really thin. There are so many people who take money but don't do anything. "
"I'm sorry." Zheng Ren smiled.
They took the elevator upstairs and knew that Little Yiren had brought Blackie up. The two of them did not return to their own rooms but went straight to Xie Yiren and Chang Yue's room.
As soon as the door opened, a fragrant aroma wafted into his nose. Blackie didn't get intimate with the two of them like it usually did. Instead, it sat on the ground and wagged its tail, attentively waiting for the beef brisket stewed with persimmons to be ready.
"The dishes aren't bad," Su Yun lazily said as he spread out on the sofa.
"I made it for a few hours. It'll be ready soon." Xie Yiren smiled and said, "I thought the two of you were going out to eat, so I made less. Wait for me, I'll cook another dish. "
"Don't be so busy. There's some soup. It's good enough to make rice with soup," Zheng Ren said.
"How did you know there was leftover rice?"
Zheng Ren was stunned. He did not know.
"The rice that just came out of the pot doesn't taste good. I came back to stew the rice and left it until now," Xie Yiren said with a smile. "Go watch TV for a while. The dishes will be ready soon. By the way, why didn't you eat with Dr. Mehar? "
"I went in the afternoon and only performed one surgery. The old man was too tired from watching the surgery, so he went back to rest," Zheng Ren said.
Recalling the chaotic experience of the day, Zheng Ren was a little distracted.
"Your Zheng Ren is now being called a master by the patients," Su Yun said with a laugh.
"Don't talk nonsense."
Su Yun raised his phone. "Little Shen said it. I'm not talking nonsense."
"Huh?"
"How did he know?" Zheng Ren asked. "He's not on duty again."
"I had something to do tonight. I went back and saw that master kneeling at the door of the department. He refused to get up no matter what. The security guard was trying to persuade him. Guess what he said? "
"…" Zheng Ren was speechless.
He did not believe that he could not beat a charlatan.
"He said that he deserved to die for his sins, but he had to kowtow and apologize," Su Yun said with a smile. Su Yun chuckled and said, "Boss, his strategy is not bad. Are you a little soft-hearted?"
"No," Zheng Ren said with certainty.
"Looking for you for treatment? Just let him see it. It's not a big deal, "Xie Yiren said as she tasted the saltiness of the soup.
"You don't know what's going on." Su Yun jumped up from the sofa and stood beside the open kitchen. He told Little Yiren what happened today in a vivid manner.
Especially when he talked about how Zheng Ren went upstairs and roared at the 'master' until his blood sugar was low, he could not help but laugh.
"Boss, are you a walking insulin?"
"Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and eat." Zheng Ren felt very bored. The so-called master was indeed a liar, but he was also a patient.
He was the kind of person who would die suddenly if he was not careful.
Su Yun was right. Zheng Ren was indeed a little soft-hearted.
However, Zheng Ren did not dwell on this matter. He would talk about it when the time came. If he wanted to give him a clear path, he could just say it. If he did not want to, he would just walk over silently and pretend not to see this person.
The steaming beef persimmon was served. Little Yiren casually stir-fried a potato shredded. The four of them ate a delicious and sweet meal.
The few of them only had rice in soup. The beef brisket was basically eaten by Hei Zi.
After eating, Zheng Ren and Little Yiren brought Hei Zi for a leisurely walk outside.
Only then did Zheng Ren feel that life was still very beautiful. Not only were there patients, surgeries, and diagnoses, but there was also Hei Zi in front of him and Little Yiren beside him.
After returning home and lying on the bed, Zheng Ren clicked on QQ. The child's QQ signature had changed again. He had to go back to school again. It was really boring.
Did he go back to school? This was a good thing. The smile on Zheng Ren's face became a little wider, and a wave of joy filled his heart.
Being able to go to school meant that the condition was temporarily under control.
At that time, he would pay attention to his mother's phone number and see which hospital was so powerful. Zheng Ren sent Little Yiren a WeChat message, turned off his phone, and went to sleep sweetly.
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