The next day, Zheng Ren had breakfast, watered the plants, and walked the dog.
He woke up early in the morning and was very busy. There were a lot more things to do than before. However, Zheng Ren felt that this was what he should do. Although he was a little uncomfortable, he felt very happy.
When they arrived at the hospital, Little Yiren went to park the car and went straight to the operating theater to prepare for the second stage of the TIPS surgery. The trio arrived at the entrance of the interventional radiology department.
From afar, he saw a group of people surrounding the entrance. The crowd wasn't big, but it wasn't small either. Everyone looked around curiously, and only after they left did they whisper to each other.
"Who is that person? I saw him sitting there last night."
"That's not right. At first, I was kneeling. Later, when I got tired of kneeling, I sat down."
"Aren't you afraid of getting hemorrhoids after sitting all night?"
Zheng Ren's hearing was very sharp. He felt a little helpless when he heard the comments of the passers-by. That scoundrel still hasn't left? Was he really waiting for her to come to work?
"Boss, you have something to do early in the morning. You're really busy," Su Yun said with a smile.
"Is it the swindler you mentioned yesterday?" Chang Yue adjusted her glasses and asked.
"Yes, that swindler." Su Yun said: "Take a look later, he was really arrogant yesterday, if not for the fact that he was wearing white clothes, I really wanted to beat him up."
"I've only heard you say that you want to beat people up, but I've never seen you actually do anything."
"Tsk, I'll be detained if I make a move. Do you think I'm stupid? It's fine to waste some time in there, but not being able to drink for half a month is the most terrible thing, "Su Yun said leisurely.
Zheng Ren knew that Su Yun was very good at fighting. Whether it was the big black umbrella or the fight between him and Zhao Yunlong in Nanchuan Town, it was the same. Even Zhao Yunlong, with his physique, could not defeat him. Could it be that this fellow had really practiced martial arts?
He had only thought about it, but he had never asked about it. Xie Yiren was the only thing that had nothing to do with the surgery. Everything else was background and not important.
He thought as he walked to the front of the crowd. Zheng Ren did not even look inside. He passed by normally and pretended that the person did not exist.
"Sir … Zheng!" The swindler's eyes were very sharp. He knew that it was time to go to work and had been carefully searching for Zheng Ren.
The moment he saw it, he immediately stood up and rushed out, wanting to grab Zheng Ren's hand.
"Smack!" Zheng Ren's backhand landed on his radial process.
The swindler was stunned by the sharp pain.
Why did he have such a fiery temper?
"I'm not wearing a white uniform right now. Beating you up is just a civil dispute. Moreover, if I hit someone, you'll only suffer physical pain. It won't even be considered a minor injury, "Zheng Ren said coldly." If there's nothing else, leave quickly. If you don't leave, I'll call the police. "
"Doctor Zheng, wait a minute, wait a minute," the swindler immediately said anxiously. "My surname is Na, that's Cheng Xiang. I'm from the Imperial Capital."
Then? It seemed to be a Manchurian surname, so it was more likely that he was from the Imperial Capital. With that in mind, he turned around and walked toward the interventional radiology department.
Cheng Xiang hadn't expected Doctor Zheng to refuse to listen to him at all. The red butterfly on his wrist became even more dazzling. It only took a moment for his fingers to turn from pale to bright red.
Following which, he collapsed to the ground and fainted once more.
"F * ck, are they all so professional? He's sweating and shivering. "
"Learn! Watch them scam! This is professionalism. "
"That's not right. Why doesn't it look like it's a scam? He's foaming at the mouth. Is he going to die? "
As Cheng Xiang fell to the ground, the surrounding crowd broke out into an uproar.
"No, he seems to have fainted!"
"He's going to die. Hurry up and get away from him. I didn't touch him."
F * ck … Zheng Ren felt helpless.
This was a f * cking scam!
Zheng Ren knew that this scoundrel named Cheng Xiang was sick. As long as he was agitated, he would have symptoms of hypoglycemia. Even if he had just finished eating, the condition would still act up.
He was a toad. He did not bite, but he disgusted people.
"Su Yun, send him to the emergency department," Zheng Ren said helplessly.
"Boss, you can't do this." Su Yun resisted. "Do you think I want to see him even if you don't want to?"
"I have a surgery here later. Hurry up and send him over. After the surgery, I'll go to the emergency department to have a good chat with him. It's always like this. There's nothing I can do. "Zheng Ren sighed and strode to the doctor's duty room to change his clothes.
Su Yun was helpless. F * cking hell!
He called a stretcher trolley and pushed Cheng Xiang to the emergency department. He had no choice but to run. Cheng Xiang was sweating profusely. If he injected the high glucose later, he was afraid that this person would have other complications.
Hypoglycemia was not a joke.
Zheng Ren walked into the intervention department. With Su Yun taking care of him, he did not think that anything would happen. Su Yun's level of emergency and critical care was very high. Zheng Ren was very relieved.
However, after the surgery, Zheng Ren still had to communicate with this scoundrel. Zheng Ren was unwilling.
'What's going on every day?' Zheng Ren sighed.
He changed his clothes and looked at the time. There were still twenty minutes before the shift.
He immediately walked quickly to the ICU, ready to take a look at Chief Miao and the patient after yesterday's surgery.
After entering the ICU, Zheng Ren asked the doctor on duty.
The patient recovered well after the surgery. There was an abnormal electrocardiogram in the electrocardiogram record, but under the effect of the pacemaker, his heart rate immediately returned to normal.
It seemed that the System's judgment was correct. Zheng Ren was more gratified.
After understanding it, the doctor on duty in the ICU judged that the patient could be transferred back to the general ward of the circulatory department after one more day of observation.
There was no more treatment. After this kind of problem, after the pacemaker was used, the patient's treatment effect was similar to recovery.
Zheng Ren let out a long sigh. It was good that everything was fine. However, he did not know if the genetic test that Dr. Mehar had gone to do could determine that the patient had heart ion channel disease.
After looking at it, Zheng Ren walked to Chief Miao's bedside and saw that Chief Miao's eyes were covered with white gauze. The ventilator assisted breathing. A tracheotomy had already been done, and a young nurse was sucking the sputum.
The sputum suction tube was slightly deep, and the airway was stimulated. Chief Miao coughed in pain.
However, because of the existence of the tracheotomy, there was no coughing sound. Only the rapid airflow spurted out from the tracheotomy cavity. This was a normal physiological reflex of the human body.
It was very painful, but there was nothing he could do. Zheng Ren sighed.
"Boss Zheng, you're here." Chief Yu looked a little haggard. When he saw Zheng Ren, he stood up and said.
"Yes, are you in good condition?"
"It's not bad. There's fallen pneumonia. I'm using medicine to get through it," Chief Yu said. "Chief Yu is fine. He even used a pen to write and chatted with me for a while yesterday."
Zheng Ren smiled.
"It's just that it's too much suffering to have so many tubes inserted. Not long after, there was agitation, so I had to suppress it again."
In a state of sedation with the medicine, the patient's agitation would weaken, which was also conducive to recovery. When would it be better to not use the ventilator to assist in breathing? Zheng Ren thought to himself.
"Boss Zheng, please do what you need to do. If there are any special circumstances here, I'll report to you." Chief Yu was not fully awake, so he subconsciously used the report.
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My biological clock woke me up again at this time. I'll update first, catch bugs, and then sleep for a while. I won't open a single chapter and ask for monthly votes. I'll shout here in a low voice, asking for monthly votes ~
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