Chapter 155
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"Sis, what is he doing?" Su Yun was bored and curious, so he asked Sister Zhao in a low voice.
"I don't know." Sister Zhao's eyes were glued to the screen, losing track of time.
"…"
"I think he's looking for abnormal signals at the edge of the liver to see if it's a tumor feeding artery," Sister Zhao guessed.
"So troublesome …"
"Generally, no one does it in the country. Internationally … I haven't looked it up, so I'm not sure. However, the only people who can do it are those who specialize in interventional radiology. "Sister Zhao paused." Even those people don't necessarily know how to do it. Usually, it's the radiology department who does interventional radiology, but not many people in the CT room know how to do it. "
Su Yun was silent. Although he was not convinced, he could not understand Zheng Ren's operation. However, based on his hand speed … It should be enough for him to participate in the professional league of Kings of Glory.
Accurate, fast, and without delay.
After another fifteen minutes, Zheng Ren removed his right hand from the mouse and snapped his fingers.
"Found it?" Su Yun asked.
He stole a glance at Sister Zhao's expression.
As the deputy chief of the CT room and a professional technician specializing in 3D reconstruction, Sister Zhao was dumbfounded. She did not understand what Zheng Ren had found.
"Yes, it's here. It's the newly proliferated artery." Zheng Ren casually wiped the sweat from his palms on his white coat and continued with the operation.
Once he found the end of the proliferated artery, the rest was simple.
A few minutes later, a zigzag artery appeared on the 3D reconstruction. It spiraled upward, then suddenly turned and went down.
It was like the Yellow River, full of twists and turns.
Ten minutes later, the 3D reconstruction was completed. The artery originated from the short gastric artery.
Sister Zhao let out a long sigh of relief.
That was f * cking awesome!
Even though she had witnessed the entire process, she could only understand half of it.
Sister Zhao was certain that even if Zheng Ren taught her the most crucial step, she would not be able to master it in a month or two.
"Where do I print the films?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Here … here." Sister Zhao pressed a button and the machine next to her roared. After a long time, a few fresh and hot films were printed.
"The colored blueprints can only be produced tomorrow." Sister Zhao was still in a daze.
"There's no need. Actually, we just need to find the source of the proliferating blood vessels." Zheng Ren stood up with a smile. He was in a good mood.
Sitting in the CT room and operating the machine to look for proliferative blood vessels was a hundred times better than wearing a lead apron and standing in the interventional radiology operating room to look for blood vessels.
Even with the System's lead apron, Zheng Ren did not want to do that.
It seemed that the System's reward was reasonable after all. Zheng Ren was elated.
"Ah!" Sister Zhao suddenly exclaimed.
"What's wrong, Sis?" Zheng Ren asked.
"You still have to pick up the kids at night!" Sister Zhao suddenly fell into a state of panic. She was too engrossed in watching just now and actually forgot such a big thing.
She hurriedly gestured for Zheng Ren and Su Yun to leave. Sister Zhao hurriedly put on her coat as she walked.
"Sister Zhao, let me send you off." Su Yun ran a few steps and chased after her.
Zheng Ren looked at the backs of the two of them. It was probably Sister Zhao who refused and Su Yun shamelessly went to help.
That's good too. Sister Zhao has helped me a lot. Don't be in a hurry. If the car crashes again, I'll feel bad.
It was almost eight o 'clock when he slowly returned to the emergency ward.
Zheng Ren asked Yang Lei to go home. He was a little hungry. But after the meal, whether to eat or not … it was better to be lazy and not eat.
Zheng Ren hugged the book and returned to the on-call room.
He turned on his phone and informed the others in the group chat that Zheng Yunxia's scans were done and her overall condition was relatively optimistic. She would be hospitalized for the next surgery.
He told Chang Yue to contact Manager Feng from Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery for free medical supplies.
After arranging these trivial matters, Zheng Ren found a comfortable position and prepared to start reading.
No!
He had not gone for ward rounds.
No wonder he had been anxious. The 3D CT reconstruction today had consumed too much energy.
Zheng Ren facepalmed.
He put on his shoes and bid farewell to the warm and comfortable position before moving to the next ward.
In fact, there was no improvement in the ward at night. The patient's condition after the appendectomy was very stable, but he kept complaining of pain.
Zheng Ren ordered the nurse to add a bottle of analgesic. The patient's pain should be relieved in half an hour.
When he was transferred to the last ward, he suddenly remembered that the old man who had been admitted today was in this ward. He was nearing the end of his life.
Zheng Ren gently knocked on the door and pushed it open.
There were no other patients in the room. The old man was in the bed in the middle. The main light in the room was not turned on. Only the bedside lamp was switched on.
The old lady was sitting on a chair by the bedside. She was wearing reading glasses and holding the old man's hand in her right hand. She was holding a book in her left hand and reading it softly.
"Liang Zhaoji. After a moment, Liang Zhaoji said, "It's doable!" Thus, Liang Zhaoji drew his sword and chopped the guard's head. Xiang Liang held the guard's head and wore the seal ribbon. The sect was shocked and disturbed. Liang Zhaoji killed hundreds of people. "Her voice was elegant and unhurried.
"Ahem." Zheng Ren was a little embarrassed. He must have disturbed the old couple's time. However, due to the professional nature of a doctor, he still wanted to ask something.
"Doctor Zheng, you're here." The old lady turned around and saw Zheng Ren. She put down the book and touched the old man's white hair. She stood up and smiled. "Have a seat, Doctor Zheng."
"You're welcome. You can't sit during ward rounds," Zheng Ren said. "What were you reading just now?"
"Historical Records, Xiang Yu's Chronicles," the old lady said kindly. "My husband likes this chapter the most. I know he won't be able to read it anymore, but reading it a few times is a memory."
Zheng Ren nodded.
"Thank you, Doctor Zheng." The old lady rubbed her hands subconsciously. "I didn't even bring a cup of tea. I'm sorry for neglecting our distinguished guest."
"You're too kind." Zheng Ren waved his hand. "Do you have time to talk outside?"
The old lady turned to look at the old man lying on the bed with a ruddy complexion. She smiled and said gracefully, "No need."
"Life and death. At our age, we've already gotten over it. He didn't suffer and I can accompany him for a few more days. I'm already satisfied. "
"Then let me confirm again. No resuscitation, right?" Zheng Ren asked softly.
"Yes, it's not that hard to accept." The old lady's tone was gentle but firm.
"Then I won't disturb you anymore. Please continue." Zheng Ren bowed and left.
Such an open-minded person deserved respect, Zheng Ren thought.
The System panel in the upper right corner of his vision diagnosed multiple organ failure. Zheng Ren guessed that it was the end of his lifespan. It was like a car that had been driven for hundreds of thousands of kilometers.
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