Zheng Ren nodded. His eyes curved slightly as if he was smiling.
"Can you go to my place to take a look after the surgery? The patient with gastric fundus artery embolism was treated according to your doctor's instructions. His condition is much better now, "Zhu Liangchen said.
Zhou Chunyong felt a wave of annoyance in his heart, but he was even more surprised.
How could he not know Zhu Liangchen's temper? Was this f * cking trying to go back to him? According to his understanding of Zhu Liangchen, this was impossible!
However, looking at his submissive appearance, he probably knelt down. He was still f * cking fighting with him to see whose posture was better.
Zhou Chunyong thought about it. It was not up to him whether Zhu Liangchen knelt or not. With Department Chief Kong's relationship, Boss Zheng would probably be embarrassed.
He had pasted it on him early. Boss Zheng was so kind, so he probably wouldn't … The more he thought about it, the more the gap opened up.
So what if he followed him to Inner Mongolia? If Zhu Liangchen could not do it, he would do it. Zhou Chunyong made up his mind and immediately began to think about what would happen after the surgery.
"Okay, I'll go take a look after the surgery."
"Boss Zheng, I've arranged a simple meal here. You must have a bite." Zhou Chunyong knew that Zheng Ren had helped Zhu Liangchen save the stage. That time, Zheng Ren left without eating.
On one hand, he wanted to get closer to Zheng Ren, and on the other hand, he wanted to bring up the old matter to disgust Zhu Liangchen.
Zheng Ren did not care about these little tricks. He did not think about it at all. He smiled and said, "I'll go take a look and eat. However, it won't be long. I still have to catch a plane tomorrow."
Thinking of this, Zheng Ren was stunned.
What about Hei Zi? The few of them had left. Was Hei Zi going to be placed in foster care?
"Feng," Zheng Ren called out.
Feng Xuhui seemed to have teleported and appeared in front of Zheng Ren from an inconspicuous corner.
"Help me ask what procedures are needed to check in a pet. If you can make it in time, please contact Yiren and check in for the pet, "Zheng Ren said.
"Okay." Feng Xuhui did not ask why at all. He accepted the order and left.
Before he left, he specially told Liu Xiaojie which box had what Boss Zheng might need. He was afraid that Liu Xiaojie would be unfamiliar and encounter a special situation that would delay the surgery.
Even though he was only familiar with TIPS surgery, Feng Xuhui was still careful.
Zheng Ren chased him away with a smile. With him here, how could he not recognize the medical supplies?
In his eyes, Liu Xiaojie was not a pretty girl who had just graduated. Zheng Ren, who was in the late stages of face blindness, saw everything as if it had been censored. It would only gradually fade away when they met each other many times.
Liu Xiaojie was just a laborer, helping to pull the boxes. As for whether it was a man or a woman, he seemed to have forgotten.
The eighth platform …
The ninth platform …
…
The twelfth …
The more Zhou Chunyong worked, the more excited he became.
The ceiling was already broken, and it would shatter at any moment.
After getting off the stage, Zhou Chunyong's hands trembled slightly. This was due to his excitement. He forcefully restrained himself so that Boss Zheng would not think that he was old and could not go to the operating table.
The thirteenth surgery.
Smack! The hemostatic forceps struck the radial process.
"Chief Zhou, this is the third time you've made the same mistake here. Be careful next time," Zheng Ren said lightly.
Before he could finish his sentence, Zhou Chunyong, who was beside him, collapsed to the ground. The guide wire in his hand was pulled out along the blood vessels.
Zheng Ren's hands and eyes were quick. He directly grabbed the guide wire and nothing happened.
He turned around and glanced at Zhou Chunyong. The background of the System's panel was slightly red. It was clearly written — hypoglycemia.
"Help Chief Zhou out to rest. 50ml glucose intravenously. Oh right, give Chief Zhou a bottle of 10ml glucose, "Zheng Ren said to the professor behind him who was preparing to perform compressions.
The professor was already dumbfounded.
Was Chief Zhou fainting? It could not be.
However, from early in the morning until now, the surgery had been performed faster and faster, but he had not had any water for most of the day.
He had been standing for six to seven hours wearing a lead apron that weighed dozens of kilograms. He did not even drink any water. The possibility of hypoglycemia was very high.
The professor quickly called for the nurse to come in. A few people carried Zhou Chunyong in in a flurry.
Zhou Chunyong was still conscious, but he was not very clear.
After leaving the operating theater, he saw Zhu Liangchen stand up and desperately squeeze out the last bit of strength in his body. "Go and support Boss Zheng."
After saying that, he no longer had the strength to say a word.
Zhu Liangchen wanted to perform his surgery? What a joke! Even if he had a breath left, he could not let him do it.
This was Zhou Chunyong's last consciousness.
After an unknown period of time, Zhou Chunyong woke up.
He found himself lying on the sofa with an intravenous drip beside him. The matron was half-squatting at the side, measuring the microglucose value.
"I'm fine now," Zhou Chunyong said weakly.
"Chief Zhou, you scared me to death." The matron looked at the value of 84ol/l on the microglucose meter and was relieved.
"Hypoglycemia?" Zhou Chunyong smiled bitterly. "I'm really old."
"The first measurement was 12. It's much better now," the matron said.
Zhou Chunyong did not even listen. He slowly sat up and saw that Zhu Liangchen did not perform the surgery. Only then did he feel relieved.
"Little Zhou, don't work too hard," Elder Lin said slowly.
"Elder Lin, I'm not …" Zhou Chunyong smiled bitterly. He glanced at Zhu Liangchen and did not continue.
This was not the time to show off.
He really had to wait for that ceiling … No, the moment he fainted from hypoglycemia, he seemed to feel a trace of abnormality.
He struggled to stand up. His entire body was wet, and his isolation suit was already drenched in sweat.
There were even traces of a human figure on the sofa.
It was as if he had just been fished out of the water. Zhou Chunyong shook his head.
"Chief, please lie down," the matron quickly said. "I wanted to carry you to the duty room just now, but you didn't let me. Do you still remember this?"
"I don't remember." Zhou Chunyong stretched out his hand. "Sugar water."
The matron immediately opened a bottle of 10 grams of glucose and handed it to Zhou Chunyong.
Gulp, gulp. Zhou Chunyong drank the glucose in one gulp. He looked at the screen on the operating table and estimated the time.
Five minutes to absorb and replenish the missing water in his body. He should be able to recover some of his strength.
He forced himself to go on stage and try to see if his skill level had really improved.
At his level, it would take a Herculean effort to improve even a tiny bit. Once there was a breakthrough, if he did not try it immediately, Zhou Chunyong felt that he would not be able to sleep at night.
At that moment, Zhou Chunyong could not care less about Zhu Liangchen's presence. All he could think about was going on stage! To perform the surgery!
"Little Zhou, pay attention to your health," Elder Lin advised.
"I'm fine, Elder Lin." Zhou Chunyong was not very polite. He wiped his sweat and looked at the surgery inside through the lead-lined glass.
The moment Zheng Ren turned around and stepped off the stage, Zhou Chunyong struggled to stand up.
The airtight lead door opened and Zheng Ren walked out.
"Chief Zhou, hurry up and lie down," Zheng Ren said. "Next time, you still have to eat something in the middle of the surgery."
"No need, no need. I'll follow you after the surgery." Zhou Chunyong forced out a smile.
"Surgery? All the patients are done, "Zheng Ren said.
Zhou Chunyong's vision turned black and he almost fainted again.
How long had he been lying down? How did Boss Zheng finish all the patients? Tears fell like rain in his heart. My patients!
"In the later surgeries, I paused slightly at the places where you made mistakes. If you have time, you should be able to understand the process," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
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