The patient was taken away by Feng Qing. Zheng Ren breathed a sigh of relief.
He believed in Feng Qing's skills. Although he was not eloquent, his skills were still very high. It was not a crosstalk. Why was a doctor so eloquent?
He had originally planned to consult the endocrinology chief resident. He might have hesitated about whether the patient should go to the neurosurgery department because he had a head injury.
The patient was lucky. There were a few neighbors who were willing to spend money to see him and he could even meet a doctor with a high level like Feng Qing.
After sending away the emergency department, the consultation room was already in a frenzy.
In less than half an hour, there were nearly 20 patients in line outside.
Zheng Ren was also very helpless. Emergency treatment … No wonder no one wanted to do it.
Along the way, Zheng Ren took in a patient with acute appendicitis to the inpatient department and called Su Yun to prepare for surgery.
When he called, Zheng Ren's emotions were a little complicated.
Usually, he was the one who answered the phone. Now, he was the one who made the call. The dislocation of the roles made him feel a little inexplicable.
Just after lunch, the sky was already dark. Zheng Ren was too lazy to order dinner. It was not until after six o 'clock that the patients in the consultation room were cleared.
Now that he could catch his breath, the next step was to wait for the patients to explode after eight o 'clock.
Zheng Ren took the time to drag Fan Tianshui to the side door for a smoke. He had just taken two puffs and before he could say anything to Fan Tianshui, he heard a voice coming from the corridor.
"Doctor … My stomach hurts …"
Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment, and then his mood became irritable. He opened the door and shouted, "Silence in the hospital. I don't know."
Su Yun stopped talking with a smile and walked over to Zheng Ren.
"Aren't I here to see you?" Su Yun said with a smile.
"Is the appendicitis done?"
"It's done a long time ago. Let me tell you, the professor and the chief of the interventional department of the Medical University have been waiting for you all afternoon," Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren shook his head and sighed. "I don't have time."
"I'm here to replace you for a while." Su Yun blew at the black hair on his forehead and said, "Academic things should be as solid as possible. You must pay attention to this matter, Boss Zheng. "
As he spoke, Su Yun changed to an extremely serious expression and said, "TIPS surgery is a new surgical method. Don't tell them everything. At the very least, you have to wait until the professor and I publish the article. "
"There's no need." Zheng Ren waved his hand.
Zheng Ren's thoughts were very simple. Right now, he was probably the only doctor in the world who was at the Legend rank. With his strength, he could completely crush others. There was really no need to worry about these things.
Su Yun was a little surprised. He glanced at Zheng Ren, the black hair on his forehead fluttering in the wind.
After a few seconds, he said leisurely, "Boss, sometimes I think you're pretending to be stupid, and sometimes I think you're really stupid."
"It's more or less the same."
"Well, if you add 'life' or 'love', your words will become a thick and greasy chicken soup." Su Yun snorted, "Do you know that a brand-new surgical method can improve your academic status … the best way to improve your status in the medical field?"
Zheng Ren smiled and looked at Su Yun. He said seriously, "There's no need. Everyone has learned it and can treat the patients earlier. More people will benefit from it. There's no need to hide at all. It's like life. "
"…" Su Yun's gaze suddenly sharpened. Zheng Ren knew that he was ready to fire at him.
Fan Tianshui looked at the two of them bickering with each other and smiled honestly.
However, before Su Yun could say anything, the nurse shouted, "Chief Zheng, there's a patient."
Zheng Ren quickly put out his cigarette and hurried back to the corridor.
A middle-aged man in his fifties with a ruddy face and a slightly worried expression appeared in front of him. He was being pulled by a child.
The middle-aged man kept saying no, but the young man had a stubborn look on his face.
The young man looked to be 19 or 20 years old. He was in good health. Although the middle-aged man was also very determined, he could not win against him.
"Doctor, look at my grandpa. Save him!" The young man saw Zheng Ren rushing over and said with a sobbing tone.
Zheng Ren glanced at the System's diagnosis in the upper right corner of his vision and his heart turned cold.
No, it was not just half of it. His entire heart was cold.
Su Yun said in a strange tone, "What are you guys fighting about in the hospital?"
"Su Yun!" Zheng Ren scolded in a low voice. Then, he came in front of the two of them and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"
Su Yun was a little surprised but immediately realized that there must be something wrong with the patient. Otherwise, a simple and honest person like Zheng Ren would never speak to him in such a tone.
He followed behind Zheng Ren solemnly and carefully observed the middle-aged man.
"Doctor, my grandpa drank pesticide!" The young man was about to cry. He grabbed Zheng Ren's arm and said, "Doctor, please, save him."
"Su Yun, take the patient to have his stomach pumped." Zheng Ren's voice was very low, full of the dignity of a senior doctor.
Su Yun knew that the matter was very serious when he heard the voice. However, seeing that the middle-aged man was alive and well, he felt strange.
Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat and his expression changed.
Su Yun did not bicker with Zheng Ren. He brought the middle-aged man directly to the resuscitation room to have his stomach pumped.
"You, come with me." After Zheng Ren said that, he brought the young man to the internal medicine consultation room and asked him to sit down. Zheng Ren asked, "What kind of pesticide did you drink? How much did you drink? "
"I don't know what kind of pesticide it was. I drank more than half a bottle." As the young man spoke, he placed a canvas bag in front of him. After opening it, he took out half a bottle of pesticide.
"Doctor, this is it." The young man's tears were already flowing. "I know. He'll be fine after having his stomach pumped, right?"
Zheng Ren glanced at the pesticide. The System was right. It was indeed paraquat!
This was the first time Zheng Ren sincerely hoped that the System had given a wrong diagnosis after being bound by the System.
However, the System's indifference once again proved that it was right.
"What's your name?" Zheng Ren tried his best to make his tone gentle, trying to appease the young man.
"My name is Chu Wenshan," the young man said.
"Little Chu, are you going to school or working?" Zheng Ren did not continue to talk about his condition. Instead, he chatted with Chu Wenshan about his daily life.
Chu Wenshan felt a little strange. He suddenly stood up, and two streams of tears fell from his eyes.
"Doctor, I'm in my third year in the Provincial Capital," Chu Wenshan said. "You … If you have … Just say it."
"Sit down first," Zheng Ren looked into his eyes and said.
Chu Wenshan seemed to have heard the words in Zheng Ren's heart. He sat in front of Zheng Ren, trembling.
"There's still hope for small doses of paraquat, although … actually, the hope isn't high. But the patient drank so much, there's really no hope. "Zheng Ren helplessly told the truth.
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The plot that had originally been deleted, during the New Year, a classmate worked in a southern hospital and encountered such a case again. Although the country no longer allowed it to be manufactured, there were still some. He did not write about the previous case. He only briefly described it at the end to lighten the sad atmosphere as much as possible.
Live seriously and work hard. No matter how difficult it was, after a period of time, it would be easy to look back on it.
Ten years ago, there was a young nurse. Every time she worked a night shift, I would treat her to coke. Because she could not marry her boyfriend of five or six years, she committed suicide. Yes, it was not a joke. When I went to work the next day, she was still in a semi-conscious state. Tell me, brother, I want to drink coke.
Whether it was taking medicine or other methods, to be honest, it was quite a suffering. Now, the girl was married and had children. She was happy and perfect. However, when it came to this impulse, he was full of regret. Although she did not die, she had a problem.
He could not say anymore. If he did, he would charge. As the old saying went, the boat would cross the bridge when it came to it. Don't be afraid, don't panic, and wait and see.
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