Lin Ge had been sitting in a chair, using his phone to record the situation at the scene.
If there was a dispute or if they did not want to sue, they had to at least have evidence.
As a member of the Medical Administration Division, the idea of protecting the clinicians had already gone deep into their bones.
Everything was done subconsciously.
Hearing Zou Yu's question, Lin Ge put away his phone and said, "It should be tension pneumothorax. It's a very dangerous disease. But as long as the treatment is timely, it won't be a big deal. "
He picked up the glass in front of him and drank the cold beer in one gulp to suppress his wildly beating heart.
Fan Tianshui's move just now had scared him out of his wits.
"Boss Zheng is probably doing a simple closed chest drainage. It'll be done in a few minutes," Lin Ge said as he took the straw, poured a glass of beer, inserted the straw into it, and blew at it.
The beer foam flowed out with the bubbles.
"Here, that's it. The air pressure in the chest flows out through the pipe. There's a water bottle below that converts the pressure." Lin Ge gave a simple demonstration and quickly cleaned the beer foam at the side of the glass.
Uh …
Why are these doctors all like monsters? Could they just take a beer glass and do a demonstration?
Chief Lin, the only one who looked normal, actually unconsciously used beer as a demonstration when talking about tension pneumothorax.
It looked … really strange.
"Chief Lin, your explanation is quite detailed," Zou Yu said with a smile.
"Sigh, I'm used to it," Lin Ge said. "To explain to the patient's family, it has to be simple, common, and easy to understand."
"Is the treatment for that young man troublesome when he goes back?"
"It's not troublesome. It's best not to treat tension pneumothorax conservatively. After we go back, we'll use general anesthesia and laparoscopy. The surgery will probably be done in an hour, "Chief Lin said with a smile." It's a small illness, but the patient was really lucky to meet Boss Zheng. "
When he mentioned the word 'patient', Zou Yu and Qin Tang's faces revealed a different expression.
Not long ago, they were also the patient's family members.
"Boss Zheng, are you done?" As they spoke, Zheng Ren, Su Yun, and Lao He got out of the first-aid ambulance.
Zheng Ren did not come back directly. Instead, he explained some things to the first-aid doctor before closing the door and watching the ambulance drive away.
"It's over. The skewers are already cold," Zheng Ren said.
"Boss, heat up the skewers." Su Yun called out, then patted his thigh and said, "I forgot, the boss went with us."
"Forget it then. Let's call it a day." Zheng Ren took the opportunity to end the drinking session.
Other than Su Yun, no one cared about drinking and eating skewers.
If they left, then so be it. They would take the opportunity to get closer to Boss Zheng and achieve their goal.
Su Yun was very dissatisfied, but his mind was no longer on drinking.
Pulling Fan Tianshui along, Su Yun asked him how he managed to stab the straw in.
Fan Tianshui gesticulated along the way, explaining to Su Yun the process of releasing his power. Although it was just a matter of explosive power, the process was still very complicated, and not many people could do it.
The crowd dispersed. Zheng Ren held Little Yiren's hand and went downstairs.
Every time this happened, Zheng Ren would look at Su Yun and Chang Yue with hostility.
If it were not for these two, he would have more time alone with Little Yiren.
But there was no other way.
He did not know what his father-in-law thought of him. If he proposed now and prepared to get married, would it be too early?
Zheng Ren's thoughts ran wild as he and Su Yun got off the elevator first.
He washed up and went to bed.
Zheng Ren lay on the bed and entered the System space.
The pulmonary valve tumor that had just been completed had consumed a large portion of the surgical training time.
However, when Zheng Ren saw that the third stage of the mission had become 712/1000, the corner of his mouth still revealed a smile.
The quality of the dozens of doctors in the first phase of training was still very high. Although they did not experience the storm of hemostatic forceps, after all, they had seen the dissection process, and their growth was rapid.
Especially in the past two days, the number of surgeries completed had skyrocketed.
After working hard for so long, he had finally entered the harvest period.
Zheng Ren calculated for a moment. Looking at the time of the mission reward, his heart was especially calm.
He estimated that the main mission would be completed in a week at most.
So …
'It's better to practice puncture for pathological tissue biopsies,' Zheng Ren thought to himself.
It was very difficult to puncture the thoracic vertebrae of Academician Old Li of the Academy of Engineering.
After all, even the PETCT could not distinguish the metastases. Although it was not at the cellular level, it was definitely at the millimeter level.
Zheng Ren sat by the candy bar in the System and looked at the little white fox. He recalled Old Li's CT scans and prepared for the surgery.
By simulating the surgery twice more, he could save some time on his surgical training. After all, the landlord didn't have any surplus food.
After a long time, Zheng Ren simulated the procedure no less than thirty times in his mind before purchasing the surgical training time and starting the simulated biopsy.
…
…
The next day, he went to the hospital.
Professor Yang from the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery was waiting at the entrance of the Department of Interventional Medicine early in the morning.
"Brother Yang, what's wrong?" Zheng Ren asked with a smile.
"Boss Zheng, you've been very busy recently," Professor Yang said with a smile.
"Not bad." Zheng Ren was not good at chatting. Most of the time, the conversation would end. He asked directly, "What's the matter?"
"There's a patient with liver cancer. Can you help me take a look at him?"
Professor Yang's tone was slightly hesitant, as if he was in a difficult position.
Zheng Ren pondered for a moment and understood why Professor Yang did not call him. Instead, he came directly to him.
The Department of Interventional Medicine overlapped with the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery.
For example, with the rise of interventional embolization and radiofrequency ablation, the surgical treatment for liver cancer had a huge impact on the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery.
In the beginning, the hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgeons did not mind the impact of the Department of Interventional Medicine.
Large-scale hepatocellular carcinoma that could not be operated on, had a high risk of recurrence after surgery, and could not be operated on again, could be handed over to the interventional radiology department.
These were the thoughts of hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgeons.
However, as time went by, minimally invasive surgery gradually gained the recognition of the world.
As a large hospital like the 912, there was no lack of patients. The Department of Interventional Medicine and the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery would not become enemies.
However, in basic hospitals, as long as there was an interventional department, there would be some disputes between the two departments.
Zheng Ren had guessed that this would be the case. He smiled and patted Professor Yang's shoulder. "Brother Yang, it's fine. I'll go up later and we can talk in detail."
Hearing Zheng Ren's words, Professor Yang immediately heaved a sigh of relief.
"Boss Zheng, I'm not fighting for a job. You go up later, and I'll tell you."
After saying that, he hurriedly left, sneaking around like a thief.
"Boss, what do Professor Yang and the others want to do? Why do you look so sneaky? "Su Yun was curious.
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