The 246 venous catheterizations took three hours, including the preparation time.
All the medical staff had forgotten the passage of time during the emergency rescue. They only respected life and tried their best.
Everyone gave it their all.
Zheng Ren successfully completed the last patient's venous catheterization. When he looked up, the emergency bed opposite him was empty. There were no more poisoned patients.
Was it over? Was it true?
Zheng Ren was in a daze.
Doing a procedure for a long time always made people numb.
In particular, Zheng Ren had converted all his experience points into surgical training time in the System's operating room and practiced hundreds of venous catheterizations. After that, he had performed more than two hundred venous catheterizations in the emergency room. Although they were technically not surgeries, there were many of them. Zheng Ren suddenly felt a little tired.
He turned around and asked, "Are there any more patients?"
"Let me ask." Xie Yiren also realized that there were no more patients, so she walked out happily.
As he watched Xie Yiren's back, Zheng Ren noticed that her white coat seemed to have been modified. The waist was very thin, which perfectly accentuated her figure. Every movement of hers seemed to be swaying in a smooth, flowing curve.
Unlike others, the white coat was a little baggy and did not look good on them.
Soon, Xie Yiren returned. She had taken off her mask and her face was red. She said excitedly at the door, "Chief Zheng, there are no more new patients. Old Chief Physician Pan said he's going to the inpatient department to coordinate the ward arrangements. He wants you to keep an eye on the house. "
"Oh," Zheng Ren replied casually.
As soon as he heard that it was over, exhaustion washed over him like a tidal wave.
During the rescue, Zheng Ren was very pure. He only wanted to save one patient after another.
As for fatigue and hunger, these were human instincts that were overshadowed by the excessive release of adrenaline and dopamine. He could not feel them at all.
Forget that, Zheng Ren could not even remember the mission that the System had assigned to him.
Zheng Ren did not even think about the System's mission. Faced with patients who were like Avatar, he had no time to think about how many patients he would receive and how much experience points he would gain.
In his mind, there was only the deep venous catheterization and the infusion of methylene blue to neutralize nitrite.
All he could hear was the screech of the ambulance and the desperate cries and cries of the patients' families in the corridor.
It was over. It was finally over.
Zheng Ren walked to the door and suddenly felt the world spin. His vision blurred and he crashed into Xie Yiren's arms.
In a trance, Zheng Ren felt a softness.
Hmm, it's pretty big.
"Ah …" Xie Yiren subconsciously pushed Zheng Ren away. With a loud bang, Zheng Ren's head hit the door and his body slumped to the ground.
Xie Yiren was shocked. When she saw him fall, she was stunned and shouted, "Help him!"
This was the phrase that appeared most frequently in the Emergency Department, especially this afternoon.
However, all the patients with nitrite poisoning in the emergency department had been treated. Who was still shouting? Could it be that one of the patients' conditions suddenly worsened?
Several medical staff immediately put down their relatively unimportant work and ran out to check on the situation.
Seeing that it was Xie Yiren shouting, they were stunned for a moment and asked, "Little Xie, what's wrong?"
"Chief Zheng fainted!" Xie Yiren was at a loss.
Did he do it himself? Perhaps … But how could he throw himself into her arms … This bad guy!
Did he break it? What if he became stupid?
Xie Yiren's mind was filled with images of cerebral hemorrhage drilling and drainage.
Several medical staff rushed to his side and helped him up.
Zheng Ren's entire body was drenched. The hands of the people who were supporting him were all covered in sweat.
"Carry him to the bed!" one of the doctors said.
Zheng Ren only fainted for a moment. His mind was still in a semi-conscious state.
He felt the changes in his body and used all his strength to squeeze out a sentence. "Help me sit up. Don't move. Give me a high glucose 20ml intravenous drip and a bottle of 10ml glucose. "
Fatigue, dizziness, tinnitus, and sweating were all symptoms of hypoglycemia. Only then did Zheng Ren notice that he had not eaten for almost a day.
The last meal he had was a midnight snack with Xie Yiren — crayfish.
That seemed to have happened a long time ago.
After hearing Zheng Ren's own medical advice, everyone thought that it was probably just hypoglycemia and was no longer anxious.
Soon, a large tube of sticky 50% glucose was injected into Zheng Ren's vein. Then, he sat on the ground with his back against the wall, holding a bottle of 10% glucose in his hand and swallowing it one mouthful at a time.
Sweat dripped down his hair. The patient's family saw it and could not bear to see it. They wanted to greet him and give him some food but did not dare to disturb Zheng Ren when they saw his pale face.
People's hearts were made of flesh. Usually, people would follow the trend on the Internet to criticize the lack of medical ethics, but at this moment, the lively doctor who had just saved a life was exhausted like a dog. Anyone could not bear to see it.
At that moment, a word appeared in their minds — highly-skilled doctor!
After a few minutes, the symptoms of hypoglycemia subsided and Zheng Ren felt alive again.
Although Zheng Ren was not interested in eating, he still ate on time. It did not matter what he ate.
The night of the appendectomy last night had been extremely enjoyable. Today, after completing a retrograde transrectal appendectomy, he went home and rested for a while before coming to the hospital for a ward round.
He had completely forgotten about eating.
Tsk … He had to be more careful in the future.
Looking at the hospital beds in the emergency department corridor and the patients' bluish-gray color gradually faded, Zheng Ren was overjoyed.
Perhaps this was the happiest moment for the doctors and nurses.
Right, the System seemed to have given him a mission. In a daze, Zheng Ren remembered that the mission was very generous.
Holding the glucose bottle in his hand, he took a big gulp. The viscous glucose traveled from his mouth to his esophagus and into his stomach. Zheng Ren could feel his gastric mucosa rapidly absorbing the sugar and recovering his strength.
He pretended to rest. He lowered his head and entered the System space.
When he lowered his head, more sweat dripped down, as if there was a cloud above Zheng Ren's head that was raining.
[Emergency Mission: All Buddhas have been completed.] The System's cold and mechanical female voice rang out the moment Zheng Ren entered the System space.
[A total of 246 cases of deep venous catheterization completed. No failures. 750 skill points obtained, 3 silver chests, 75000 experience points obtained.]
He was rich!
That was Zheng Ren's first thought.
He did not have time to think about it during the rescue. Now that the rescue was over, it was time to reap the rewards. Naturally, he had to be happy.
His general surgery skill points had originally been 1360. After intensive training in cholecystectomy and venipuncture, as well as more than 200 cases of deep venipuncture, his general surgery skill points had risen to 1690.
Venipuncture was the most common operation and was not technically difficult, so the increase in skill points … was limited.
The skill points had probably come from cholecystectomy training.
Previously, he had 180 skill points in his bank account. Coupled with the reward from the emergency mission, he had a total of 930 skill points to use.
Based on Zheng Ren's current basic skills in other disciplines, he could instantly upgrade any skill tree to an advanced level.
It felt good to have a professional associate chief physician at his fingertips. However, Zheng Ren decided to wait for the specific specialization to be added.
After all, he was a miser. Every penny had to be split in half.
The emergency rescue earlier was just an accident. Who in this world did not have impulsive moments?
That was the reward for skill points and experience points. Three shiny silver chests floated in front of Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren did not play games, so he had never spent money to open treasure chests. He did not expect the System to make his life complete.
Since he was not a RMB player, Zheng Ren had never spent money to open treasure chests, so he had no concept of luck. There was no such thing as luck or misfortune.
With a thought, all three silver chests were opened.
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