After explaining the tense situation and comforting the uncles and aunties, Zheng Ren walked them to the ICU entrance and went in to check on Miao Xiaohua's condition.
When they learned that everything was stable and the resuscitation was proceeding in an orderly manner, the couple's expressions finally calmed down.
When Zheng Ren returned to the emergency ward, Chang Yue said, "Chief Zheng, your communication skills have improved."
"Huh?" Zheng Ren hesitated, not understanding the meaning behind Chang Yue's words.
Chang Yue was not the kind of person who would flatter or flatter her superior. However, his communication skills … seemed to be above average at best. He did not have the ability to bring the dead back to life.
Chang Yue chuckled when she saw Zheng Ren's confusion. "I could feel the couple's anxiety just now. But when you walked in, before you even said a word, their anxiety was obviously alleviated. "
"Did I?"
"It's just a feeling. There are no quantitative indicators." Chang Yue turned around and continued writing the resuscitation records and surgery records.
Even though the patient had been transferred to the ICU, the work in the emergency ward still had to be done.
Chang Yue then turned her back to Zheng Ren and started asking about the situation, recording it bit by bit until it became a standardized medical record.
Zheng Ren was a little tired. Although the rescue this time was considered a relatively critical one, it was Xie Yiren's crying and despair that exhausted him both physically and mentally.
After writing the surgery records, Zheng Ren returned to the on-call room and lay on the bed, wanting to take a nap.
However, he was too nervous earlier and his general surgery skill tree had been forcefully upgraded to Master rank. Zheng Ren could not fall asleep even though he wanted to.
Right, the System had given him a gold treasure chest. Let's go take a look.
Zheng Ren suddenly remembered.
Other than the gold treasure chest, there were three silver treasure chests that had not been opened.
Since he could not sleep, he decided to treat it as entertainment.
When he entered the System, Zheng Ren saw a gold treasure chest floating on the side with three silver chests below it.
'Open it,' Zheng Ren thought.
There was no ceremony, no prayer, and no powerful items could be opened up.
Zheng Ren was indifferent.
A skill book appeared in front of Zheng Ren. The number of skill points and experience points jumped up a few times before stopping.
He glanced at the skill book. It was the experience of three thousand prostate anatomical dissections …
Zheng Ren cursed in his heart, not knowing whether to say it or not.
Three thousand! That was three thousand cases!
The system only gave him the experience of performing three hundred hepatectomy surgeries. Although the accumulation of experience in a local dissection was completely different from surgery, the amount of experience gained would increase exponentially.
It would be good if it was the stomach.
Zheng Ren was disappointed, but the System had given him this opportunity. It probably had something to do with his participation in the research of new tactics in Imperial Capital.
He tapped on the skill book and the experience of three thousand cases of local anatomical dissection turned into a dazzling light that fell on him.
His mind was filled with knowledge about the prostate. He could confidently say that the urology department chief of Sea City General Hospital was not as experienced as he was.
After all, the department director of the Department of Genitourinary Surgery would not just remove the prostate every day.
Sure enough, there was nothing good. The System was getting more and more stingy.
Glancing at the Skill Tree, the Skill Points in his inventory had increased from 271 to 455, and his EXP had recovered to 113200.
Good water.
Zheng Ren wanted to sit down and recover his exhausted body in the System, but before he could sit down, he heard his phone ring.
This was the fate of a chief resident. Zheng Ren had no choice but to pull himself together and exit the System.
He glanced at his phone and saw the emergency department number.
There was a patient with acute appendicitis waiting to be admitted to the hospital.
Sometimes, emergency patients were admitted directly to the department. Sometimes, Zheng Ren had to go for a consultation.
Apart from the patient's condition, the doctor on duty had to rely on their experience.
Although some doctors were experienced, they still habitually left the decision to their superiors.
'I'll go take a look.' Zheng Ren climbed out of bed, put on a white coat and rushed to the emergency department.
The patient was a slightly plump woman in her fifties, but she was not the most troublesome patient who needed to dig a well.
After asking about her medical history, it was a typical case of acute appendicitis.
There was not enough fasting time, so the surgery had to wait until the afternoon.
Zheng Ren checked the situation and brought the woman back to the emergency ward. The family member who accompanied her was a man in his thirties, probably the woman's son.
After arranging the ward and issuing the admission form, Zheng Ren handed over all the work to Chang Yue.
Once again, Zheng Ren sighed. Having such an amazing and capable resident doctor saved him a lot of trouble.
After resting for three hours, Zheng Ren went to the ICU to check on Miao Xiaohua before the surgery.
Miao Xiaohua's condition had stabilized. The oliguria caused by hemorrhagic shock had also subsided, which proved that her kidney function had not been damaged by ischemia-reperfusion.
Su Yun sat listlessly on a folding chair. There were already five or six pieces of A4 paper in his hand, each filled with numbers.
He kept adjusting the order of the fluids on the treatment trolley.
Seeing that Miao Xiaohua's vital signs had stabilized and she was sleeping well with the help of the ventilator and the sedative, Zheng Ren felt relieved and left.
After informing Miao Xiaohua's parents about her condition, Zheng Ren called Yang Lei to send the patient over and went to the operating theater on the third floor of the emergency building.
After changing, the anesthesia was in progress.
The woman was lying on her side on the operating table, chatting with Chu Yanran.
Seeing Zheng Ren enter, the woman knew that he was the chief surgeon and immediately greeted him warmly.
"Doctor Zheng, are you sure there's no problem?" The woman was still worried.
"I'm fine," Zheng Ren replied. "It's just a minor illness, don't worry."
"Can she recover? I have a friend who's not as fat as I am. She also had an appendectomy and her wound hasn't healed since. It took more than a month to change the dressing, "the woman nagged, seemingly traumatized.
"It's fat liquefaction. I'll try my best to avoid the possibility of fat liquefaction. However, there's too much abdominal fat, so there's no way to completely avoid it, "Zheng Ren answered calmly.
"Thank you, Doctor Zheng," the woman said, "How many appendectomy surgeries have you performed?"
Zheng Ren guessed that the woman was afraid that he would say it was his first time, so he smiled and comforted her. "A few hundred. Don't worry, I'm still very experienced, as long as you cooperate with the treatment."
"…" The woman seemed hesitant.
Seeing that the anesthesia was complete and the woman was lying flat on her back, Zheng Ren stood up and prepared to scrub in.
"Doctor Zheng, wait a moment." The woman was hesitant but still stopped him.
"Huh? What is it? "Zheng Ren was puzzled.
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