The days passed peacefully.
The two days of the weekend passed peacefully.
The emergency ward was not busy. Five appendices and three gallbladders were removed. Most of the patients came in during the day, so Su Yun and Yang Lei took care of everything.
As the chief resident, Zheng Ren entered the operating room to observe the surgery.
Su Yun was a flawless assistant. He shone brightly when Zheng Ren was not on the operating table. He was skilled and steady, and his technique was definitely at the level of a chief physician.
Although he was only a chief physician in a prefecture-level hospital, he had no problem performing minor surgeries.
Sometimes, Zheng Ren wondered if Su Yun also had a System. He was a fast learner. As a cardiothoracic surgeon, he was very good at using a laparoscope.
However, it was none of Zheng Ren's business how he learned it.
Zheng Ren was satisfied that he could replace him in performing minor surgeries.
Over the past few days, Zheng Ren and Xie Yiren had gotten used to this new lifestyle. Every day, Xie Yiren would send Zheng Ren home, laughing and chatting with him. She was no longer as reserved and shy as before.
On Monday morning, Old Chief Physician Pan made ward rounds and was very satisfied with the orderly emergency ward. After a round, he returned to his office to take charge.
Zheng Ren was called over by Chang Yue.
"Chief Zheng, there's something wrong with the old man in the emergency ward," Chang Yue said.
"What is it?"
"In the past few days, I've talked to his son and daughter and asked about the situation in the family. The old man's brother passed away from lung cancer three months ago, so his wife asked him to quit smoking, "Chang Yue said.
The old man was in his eighties, but he still had a brother. His family's longevity was really enviable.
Zheng Ren sighed and asked, "What happened after that?"
"The old man smoked all his life. How could he quit just because he wanted to? But the family is very strict. You know that. "Chang Yue glanced at Zheng Ren with a teasing look. Zheng Ren was embarrassed.
"The old man pretended to be sick and came to the hospital. I found a pattern. Recently, he complained of frequent urination once an hour," Chang Yue said. "Every time he went to the toilet, he would come back with the smell of cigarettes. I think it's a cigarette every hour. I think that's a reasonable explanation. "
Zheng Ren understood.
No wonder people were willing to stay in the hospital. The old man did not dare to go home because he could not smoke if he went home.
"Have you told your family?" Zheng Ren asked.
"We didn't talk about it officially." Chang Yue said, "But I noticed that his children seem to treat the fact that the old man smoked as an established fact and subconsciously ignored it."
What she said made sense. The old man's children were already in their sixties. How could they be so observant when they were old?
Besides, he had seen his father smoke all his life and was already used to it. He wouldn't smell the smoke or feel that something was wrong.
But he couldn't let the old man stay in the hospital for the rest of his life, right?
Zheng Ren smiled and said, "It's been hard on you."
"Hmm?" Chang Yue sensed that there was more to Zheng Ren's words.
"Didn't you follow the old man every time he went to the bathroom?" Chang Yue's expression made him think that he had guessed wrong.
As a doctor, it was common for him to go to the bathroom to check on the patient's bowel movements, so it was not strange.
Although it was disgusting, there was nothing he could do about it.
Chang Yue's expression turned serious and she said coldly, "I asked him to call me every time he went to the bathroom because I smelled smoke on the patient."
"…"
"Now, I'll leave this matter to you." After saying that, Chang Yue turned around and left. She sat in front of the computer table and started typing on the medical records.
However, it was really hard on Chang Yue. She had to pay attention to many details to guess the truth behind the old man's willingness to stay in the hospital rather than go home.
Zheng Ren was troubled. What should he do next?
"Chang Yue, what do you think?" Zheng Ren asked, unable to think of a good idea.
"I don't have a good idea. I can only call the family over and talk reason with them."
What Chang Yue said was not a good idea, but it seemed like it was the only way for now.
As a special patient, Zheng Ren paid great attention to it.
After all, the patient was old and could die of old age even if nothing happened.
If there was a mistake, the patient could die in the emergency ward. It would be fine if he met a reasonable family member, but if he met an unreasonable one, it would be a serious medical accident.
Although it had nothing to do with treatment, Zheng Ren did not want to take the blame.
Naturally, he had to report to Old Chief Physician Pan.
He communicated with Chang Yue for a while and came up with a preliminary solution. Then, he went to Old Chief Physician Pan's office to report.
Before he reached the stairs, his phone rang.
"Hello."
"Oh, Director Zhang." A smile appeared on Zheng Ren's face. "Yes, yes. I'm fine on my end."
"Okay, then I'll report to Chief Physician Pan and take a day off to go to the Secondary Hospital. I'll contact you if I have any news. "
Having said that, Zheng Ren hung up.
Director Zhang of the Secondary Hospital was swift and decisive. It seemed like he was very concerned about the TIPS surgery. In just one weekend, he had found five patients with decompensated cirrhosis and prepared them for surgery.
Five was a little too few.
Zheng Ren thought about it. The mission given by the System to perform ten TIPS surgeries seemed a little difficult.
After all, 95% of interventional doctors had never performed a TIPS surgery in their lives.
That was it. Food had to be eaten one bite at a time, the road had to be taken one step at a time, and the mission … had to be completed one by one.
When he arrived at the door of Old Chief Physician Pan's office, Zheng Ren saw that the door was open and a nurse was crying in the office.
What was going on?
When Old Chief Physician Pan saw Zheng Ren, he gave him a look and said in a clear voice, "Little Song, don't worry. There's no problem with this complaint. Zheng Ren, help me solve it. "
"…"
Zheng Ren was speechless.
He had originally come to Old Chief Physician Pan to take the blame. How did the old man end up throwing it at him?
Helplessly, complaints and whatnot were the most annoying.
Seeing the nurse crying so sadly, Zheng Ren did not feel any pity for her. He was just guessing what the complaint was about.
"Little Song, what's wrong?" Zheng Ren walked in and asked.
As soon as she heard someone ask her about what happened just now, the nurse cried even more sadly.
"I want to quit. I don't want to work!" Nurse Song cried.
"Don't. Tell me. With Old Chief Physician Pan around, the sky won't fall," Zheng Ren comforted.
After a few minutes of coaxing, the nurse's emotions stabilized a little. She sobbed and began to tell what had happened.
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