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Chapter 425

Words:3041Update:22/06/27 09:06:25

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"Chief Zheng, you also know about this." Director Zhang sighed with a bitter expression. "After that, no one dared to provoke him. Tell me, there's no place for us to reason with this matter. "

Director Zhang was telling the truth. Zheng Ren had encountered a similar situation once.

A traffic accident, an anonymous patient, was sent to the first general surgery department. After the rescue was successful, the driver who caused the accident was also very poor. He admitted his guilt and could not pay.

The first general surgery department's bonus was zero for three consecutive months.

Although there were complaints, no one said that they should not save the patient. The patient had two daughters at home. After visiting him once, they never saw him again.

The medical staff took turns to get him food. Fifteen days later, he was supposed to be discharged but the patient refused to be discharged. He said that three patients in one ward were too many and requested to stay in a single room.

Anyway, Zheng Ren could not do anything about it at the time.

Fortunately, the patient's creditors came to collect the debt. One dark and windy night, the patient quietly disappeared.

Director Zhang looked at the chaotic crowd not far away and felt annoyed. He wanted to bring Zheng Ren in but was afraid that the homeless man would cling to Professor Rudolf Wagner's thigh and not let go.

If that was the case … then it would really be a great humiliation to his grandmother's house.

"Later, he directly occupied a storage room in the ward and used it as his own bedroom. He went to the cafeteria every day to get food. Not only did he not spend money, but he was also picky. "

"…" Zheng Ren shook his head.

"The person who contracted the cafeteria was the brother-in-law of the former director. He used to be a gangster and was covered in tattoos." Director Zhang saw that Zheng Ren was willing to listen, so he nagged non-stop as a way to relieve his stress.

As he spoke, he thought of a solution.

"Not only did he eat and drink for free, but he also cursed when he was a little dissatisfied. The director's brother-in-law was angry a few times but did not dare to touch him. "

Zheng Ren knew that this was the type of person who was afraid of dirtying his hands.

As he spoke, through the crowd, Zheng Ren saw an old man in his sixties standing at the entrance of the inpatient department in high spirits, shouting and cursing.

All kinds of obscenities were thrown at him, but none of them were repeated.

He was in high spirits and felt that he could live for another five hundred years.

"What's the reason this time?" Zheng Ren asked.

"He said that the storage room was too small and he could not stretch his legs. He wanted a room in the staff dormitory," Director Zhang said helplessly.

"…"

In this world, there was no such thing as contentment.

Originally, it was quite a good thing. The hospital would treat the patients for free and voluntary treatment. When the patients recovered, they would be given a silk banner, and the media would publicize it. Everyone would feel the positive energy.

But when this tramp caused a ruckus, the atmosphere changed. Moreover, the media seemed to be uninterested in all positive things. Of course, this was also related to the audience who read it.

After all, bad news spreads far and wide.

Normally, the civil affairs department should be in charge of this kind of homeless people.

But every time it appeared, no one came to deal with it.

If he were to report it to the police … the police comrades would also be sick of this matter. The hospital was afraid of dirtying their hands, but the police station was not afraid?

In any case, it was impossible to find such a thing … Forget it, it was already like this anyway. It would be fine once he got used to it.

Director Zhang pulled Zheng Ren's arm and smiled apologetically. "Chief Zheng, let's go this way."

As he spoke, he led Zheng Ren, the professor, and the others in a big circle and walked to the back door of the inpatient department.

Because Feng Xuhui was carrying two suitcases, he walked a little slowly. Director Zhang took the initiative to help Feng Xuhui carry a box.

He also felt a little embarrassed. As he walked, he asked Feng Xuhui about Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery.

He was in charge of the procurement of medical supplies for the Secondary Hospital. At this time, asking Feng Xuhui was also a sign of goodwill to Zheng Ren.

He quietly walked into the inpatient department from the back door, like a thief.

After entering the elevator, Director Zhang wiped the sweat on his forehead.

"By the way, Chief Zheng, I have something to ask you." Director Zhang's mood was calm. Only then did he remember another matter and asked.

"What is it?"

"Chief Cheng's mood has been very abnormal these few days. What's wrong?" Director Zhang asked carefully.

"I don't know what's wrong with him." Zheng Ren was also very helpless.

Chief Cheng? Who was that?

"Chief Cheng Lixue volunteered to go to your place to learn TIPS surgery." Director Zhang saw Zheng Ren's blank face and guessed that Zheng Ren did not know, so he explained.

Oh, it was him.

Only then did Zheng Ren remember the person who came to Sea City General Hospital to look for him a few days ago.

He did not do anything to him. Director Zhang said that if he could not learn it, he would beat him up. He did not have the habit of beating people. That Chief Cheng appeared once, and he told him to learn nuclear magnetic resonance imaging. After that, he did not see him again.

What could he do?

Seeing Zheng Ren's puzzled face, Director Zhang said, "After Chief Cheng came back from Sea City General Hospital, he was depressed and did not go to work for the past few days. He called and said he was sick. "

He glanced at Zheng Ren. Seeing that there was no abnormality, he continued, "I think, is it because TIPS surgery is too difficult to learn that Chief Cheng is depressed?"

"No, I haven't taught him how to do TIPS surgery yet." Zheng Ren was also very puzzled. "I remember I only asked him a few terms of nuclear magnetic resonance imaging. He didn't understand anything. This is the most basic. If he doesn't understand, he won't be able to continue. I just asked him to go and learn the most basic knowledge. I didn't say anything else. "

Zheng Ren spread his hands, indicating that he was very innocent.

Professor Rudolf Wagner glanced at Director Zhang and said, "You guys are too unreliable. If you send people to learn new techniques, you should at least have a foundation, right? All of you are like a cannon, looking for opportunities. "

Director Zhang sweated profusely. Only then did he understand what had happened.

Although he did not understand why Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner wanted to study the diffusion imaging of the liver. However, the surgery was done well. There must be a reason for them to look at it.

It was not Professor Rudolf Wagner's words that were unpleasant to hear. This Old Cheng was really f * cking disappointing.

Cheng Lixue had persecutory delusions. He thought that Zheng Ren was deliberately making things difficult for him.

Director Zhang felt a wave of disgust in his heart. Old Cheng had really lived like a dog at his age.

Chief Zheng's TIPS surgery was done beautifully. Even the German professor was by his side as an assistant. Who had the time to make things difficult for him?

Did he think that the Chief of the Department of Interventional Medicine of the Secondary Hospital was big?

Nonsense!

Stubborn!

It seemed that the Department of Interventional Medicine was the right group. Put some pressure on him so that he wouldn't just eat and wait for death all day.

If he really could not help him up, that kid Wang Qiang looked good.

"Chief Zheng, you should prepare to see the patient first," Director Zhang said with a bitter smile.

"Yes. Time is a little tight, but that's all I can do. "Zheng Ren was a little embarrassed." If I don't go to the ward rounds in the morning, I'll feel uncomfortable all over. So I went to the ward rounds at seven o 'clock in the morning and rushed over. "

"It's okay. Ask the professor to do the surgery. There are still people coming in the afternoon and evening." Director Zhang waved his hand without a care.

It took him more than half an hour to see the patient. Only then did Zheng Ren go to the operating theater to prepare for the surgery.

Zheng Ren did not first perform the recyclable stent removal for the previous batch of patients. Instead, he performed the TIPS surgery first.

After all, he was particularly interested in the reward for the second stage of the mission issued by the System.

If the success rate of interventional surgery was + 2, the surgery to recycle the stent would be safer.

When he went on stage, the patient was already lying down and everything was ready.

As usual, Professor Rudolf Wagner began to disinfect and lay out the sterile drapes. Zheng Ren stood in front of the radiographic film viewer and checked the patient's identity information. For the last time, he simulated the surgery in his mind.

A few minutes later, Professor Rudolf Wagner finished disinfecting and called Zheng Ren to scrub in.

The surgery went smoothly. The whole process took less than 30 minutes.

When the guide wire was taken out and the professor began to apply pressure to stop the bleeding, Zheng Ren heard a mission completion notification.

[Main Mission: Crown Jewel Second Stage completed.

Mission Content: Complete 10 TIPS surgeries. Required completion rate: 100%. Current Progress: 10/10.

Mission Reward: Intervention Success Rate + 2, 100,000 experience points, 3000 cases of frequent ablation experience.

Mission Time: 8 days and 23 hours. Remaining Mission Time: 21 days and 1 hour.]

The massive mission reward, whether it was the 3000 cases of radiofrequency ablation experience or the remaining surgical training time, made Zheng Ren happy.

Zheng Ren still did not know what the success rate of interventional surgery + 2 meant.

Just like the + 8 luck value, the System did not explain the meaning of the passive attribute. Zheng Ren could only figure it out himself.

The first patient was successfully sent back to the ward and the second patient was already lying on the operating table.

Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner were like machines, beginning to repeat almost the same process.

According to the radiographic films, Zheng Ren successfully sent the needle to the position. The professor controlled the direction and Zheng Ren pressed the button.

The puncture was successful.

Zheng Ren was a little confused. He did not realize the benefits of the success rate + 2 at all.

However, the moment the surgery was completed, Zheng Ren looked up at the completion rate in the upper right corner of his field of vision.

The completion rate of the surgery was 100%. There was no change.

This … What was the meaning of + 2?

Zheng Ren was confused.

"Boss, why do I feel that this surgery is different from before?" Zheng Ren was still deep in thought when Professor Rudolf Wagner broke the silence in the operating theater.

He was also very hesitant and a little confused. There was a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

"What's different?" Zheng Ren felt that the professor seemed to have noticed something, so he asked.

"Boss, I feel that the position of the stent is different. The overlap of the two stents is very good. I'm sure it's completely overlapping. Boss, could it be that your feeling is already so accurate? It's like a machine. There's basically no error in repeated operations. "

The professor's reminder made Zheng Ren suddenly understand.

The completion rate of the surgery only represented the surgery itself. It did not mean that the patient would recover well after the surgery.

Many surgeries were performed beautifully, but the patient would still have all kinds of complications after the surgery.

Perhaps the success rate of interventional surgery + 2 was reflected after the surgery? After all, whether the stent overlapped well or not did not have much effect on the current surgery, but it had a huge impact on the secondary removal.

Zheng Ren seemed to understand the meaning of the reward given by the System.

.。 m.

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