"Boss Zheng, can you tell me your thoughts?" Lin Yuan asked on the way back.
"You just came back and haven't come into contact with clinical medicine in the United States. You don't understand the psychology of patients and their families," Zheng Ren said lightly. "Hurry up and change your clothes. It's not appropriate to wear an isolation suit in the hospital."
Lin Yuan held his breath. He had asked in a low voice. How could he not understand the psychology of patients and their families?
This was contempt for him!
However … Although it was already May, it was a cloudy day and the wind was a little strong. It was indeed a little cold to wear an isolation suit and wander outside.
Boss Zheng really did not have the demeanor of a gentleman. Shouldn't he take off his white coat and put it on him?
Lin Yuan nagged in his heart, but just like Su Yun said, no matter what he thought, there was only one word left in the end — forget it.
Forget it, he should hurry back and change his clothes.
He pointed at Boss Zheng. From spring to winter, he would probably not notice to take off his white coat and put it on him.
It seemed that the only thing he could notice was the scrub nurse in the operating theater.
Lin Yuan walked quickly, his ponytail swaying, but Zheng Ren turned a blind eye to it. No one knew what he was thinking about.
When he returned to the intervention department, he saw Su Yun sitting on a chair, playing with his phone. Chang Yue was writing medical records and was extremely busy. Su Yun did not have any intention of going up to help.
"How's it going today?" Zheng Ren asked.
"It's still the same. When Uncle Ning comes back, I definitely won't do this job," Su Yun complained. Su Yun complained, "Master Yan's son sent a professional lawyer and business negotiation team. I've been cramming a lot in the past two days to be able to keep up with their pace."
"Oh, no wonder you're back so early."
"If you slam the table and say you don't want to do it, we'll just break up. I don't believe that their crude technology can really be sold. "Su Yun blew, the black hair on his forehead fluttering.
Zheng Ren smiled. He knew that Su Yun was desperately trying to lower the price.
Those who disliked the goods were the ones who bought the goods.
"Why didn't you help Chang Yue write the medical records?"
"You're really a capitalist. Don't I have enough work to do?" Su Yun nagged. "I don't usually write medical records. Aren't you afraid of making mistakes? Let me tell you, my clinical thinking is different from Chang Yue's. What's the use of a well-written medical record? It's still true that nothing bad happened. "
Zheng Ren shrugged.
"Where did you go?"
"After a full hospital consultation, Chief Mao suspects that it's pseudohypoparathyroidism."
"Tsk tsk." Su Yun was also surprised.
Recently, Director Mao's luck had not been very good. It was better to stay away from her.
[Hurry up and write a love song. It's elegant …]
Zheng Ren was about to send Xie Yiren a WeChat message when a call came in.
He looked at the name on the screen and was stunned for a moment before picking up the phone.
After chatting for a while, Su Yun asked after hanging up, "Cui Heming?"
"Yes, it was said that an employee suddenly went crazy."
"Nonsense. He's the capitalist who squeezes his employees too hard," Su Yun said disdainfully. "Boss, be gentle. I think Chang Yue is going to collapse."
"You think I'll collapse with just this much work?" Chang Yue adjusted her glasses and turned to look at Su Yun.
"Aren't I complaining for you? The newcomer doesn't even write a medical record," Su Yun said.
"She comes early every day, probably around five o 'clock," Chang Yue said. "There are some problems with the medical record, but those who have been taught will correct it quickly and not make the same mistake again."
Su Yun was speechless and followed Zheng Ren out of the office.
"Boss, Uncle Ning will be flying back in a few days." Su Yun told Zheng Ren the bad news after leaving the office.
Zheng Ren staggered.
"You're wrong. You should treat this as a heaven-sent opportunity to please your father-in-law," Su Yun said with a smile.
Zheng Ren continued walking as if he had not heard Su Yun's words.
"Let's talk about something that makes you happy. Where's Cui Heming?"
"He said he needs to rest for a while. His blood pressure is unstable," Zheng Ren said.
"Why is that guy under so much pressure?"
"There's no such thing as' easy 'in an adult's dictionary."
"Boss, which dictionary are you talking about? Find it for me. I'll feel uncomfortable if I don't take a look at such a weird dictionary. "Su Yun found a loophole and retorted from another angle.
Zheng Ren ignored him and strode to the emergency department.
"Boss, how's the newcomer doing?" Su Yun asked as he walked.
"The surgery was standard. There were no highlights, but he's better than the average person," Zheng Ren said. "He still has his own ideas about the diagnosis. His weakness is that he talks too much and his standards are slightly poor. He's too lazy to explain to her."
Su Yun smiled. He had guessed it.
When he arrived at the emergency department, the first-aid ambulance had not returned yet. Zhou Litao stood nervously in the hall and waited.
He was probably praying that it was not a critical emergency.
"Chief Zhou!" Su Yun greeted from afar.
"Chief Zheng, Brother Yun, you're here!" Zhou Litao seemed to relax a little when he saw Zheng Ren and Su Yun.
"Don't be nervous," Su Yun said. "You're already like this in the emergency department. Don't tell me you haven't gotten used to it yet."
"I'm already used to it. I just can't relax." Zhou Litao smiled bitterly.
"Did the first-aid call?" Zheng Ren asked.
"No."
Zheng Ren was relieved.
Usually, when a patient was in critical condition, the first-aid ambulance would immediately call the department to make preparations.
No call meant that the condition was under control.
He chatted with Zhou Litao for a while and heard the ambulance siren approaching.
The few of them tacitly stopped the conversation and went to the emergency rescue entrance to wait for the first-aid ambulance.
The patient was pushed down. Zheng Ren saw that the System's panel was medium red, but the diagnosis was unexpected — acute renal failure!
He thought it was some kind of mental illness, but he did not expect it to be kidney failure.
The patient was extremely agitated. Even with the stretcher straps, he struggled with all his might as if there was an endless force in his body that was about to pour out.
Zheng Ren first looked at the location of the straps. There was no sign of ischemia.
This was a detail. Sometimes, the straps were too tight, resulting in local ischemia. If one did not pay attention, there could be other malignant complications.
In the worst case, it could lead to amputation and sepsis.
There was indeed a devil in the details. Only those who had experienced it would know.
This was the so-called rich clinical experience.
After entering the emergency rescue room, they first connected the ECG to monitor the patient's vital signs.
The values displayed on the screen were considered stable. Zhou Litao glanced at them and began to examine the patient.
His nerve reflexes were normal, and there were almost no positive results in various tests.
He instructed the nurse to take a blood sample and prepared to stay in the hospital for observation.
"What are you checking?" Zheng Ren suddenly asked.
"Blood routine, ions, blood sugar, and kidney function," Zhou Litao said.
It was just the most common test. He did not think there was anything special.
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