The girls happily went to eat, leaving Zheng Ren alone to read in peace.
Zheng Ren understood that one could not reach a thousand miles without taking one step at a time.
There were many benefits to focusing on reading. For example, in the System's intensive surgery training, if one did not even know the most basic knowledge, where would one find the ingenious ideas?
It was a crime to waste the System's intensive surgery training time!
Moreover, Zheng Ren had a feeling that as the System's skill tree climbed, he would gain more from intensive surgery training. The theory was that an expert in hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery would definitely learn ten times faster than a junior doctor who had just graduated due to his good foundation.
After reading for a while, Zheng Ren felt uneasy. He thought about it and guessed that it was probably because he had not visited the emergency department after the ward transfer.
He might as well go and take a look, lest he kept thinking about it.
Since there was nothing else in the ward, Zheng Ren strolled downstairs and went to the emergency department. If everything was stable, he could focus on reading and studying.
When he arrived at the emergency department's corridor, a wave of bustling air hit him.
There were patients who had drunk themselves unconscious in the afternoon and were having their stomachs pumped in the gastric lavage room. There were children who did not want to go to school and pretended to be sick by their parents. There were minor car accidents and were unwilling to give up, so they came to the hospital to cause trouble.
Zheng Ren had seen it many times and did not take it to heart.
Suppressed sobs came from the corner of the corridor. It was very sad, not the kind of situation where people sat on the ground and cried without a single tear.
Huh? What was going on? Usually, the emergency department received patients with critical illnesses. Due to the suddenness of the incident, the patient's family members expressed their emotions more directly and rarely cried like this.
Zheng Ren was even more confused when he walked over to take a look.
There was nothing wrong. A family of three was hugging each other, crying as if they were parting for life and death.
"Child, you have to take good care of your mother when I'm not around anymore," said a man with a dark complexion and dust-covered face, who seemed to have experienced the vicissitudes of life.
Based on his appearance, he was at least fifty years old, but Zheng Ren saw in the System's upper right corner that he was only forty-two years old.
He was probably a farmer from a remote village.
A dark-skinned girl was squatting on the ground and crying with the middle-aged woman opposite her. Her tears fell like a broken string of pearls.
"Father, you'll be fine. You'll be fine."
"I'm fine. I can't read much, but I can understand. I thought it was just a minor illness, but I didn't expect it to be cancer. Child, the older generation says that life and death are decreed by fate. I, your father, acknowledge it. It's just that I can't bear to see you go out and give birth to a child in this life. "
The more he spoke, the sadder he felt. In the end, the middle-aged man choked with sobs and could no longer speak.
At the moment of life and death, different personalities would behave differently.
However, this time … was the most ridiculous thing he had ever seen.
He hurriedly walked over and tried to make his voice as gentle as possible so that he wouldn't agitate the patient who had a "terminal illness."
"Big Brother, what's wrong?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Ah?" The middle-aged man raised his head and saw that Zheng Ren was wearing a large white coat with green undergarments. Unlike the other doctors he had seen before, he seemed to be of a higher rank.
"Doctor, please save my father." The girl stood up when she saw him.
Wow … The little girl who was only seventeen or eighteen years old was actually 1.8 meters tall when she stood up. Compared to her, Zheng Ren was exceptionally short … What did girls nowadays eat to grow up? One was taller than the other. Zheng Ren cursed silently.
The girl bowed deeply, trying her best to express her hope.
"Get up and talk." Zheng Ren smiled. "Your father is fine."
"He has cancer." The girl's pale face was filled with despair.
Zheng Ren shook his head and took the outpatient medical record from her hand. It was written very clearly. The final diagnosis was no different from the diagnosis on the System's panel — right inguinal hernia.
"This is a hernia, not cancer." Zheng Ren's thoughts instantly went off the rails.
"It's written here." The girl pointed at the word "hernia" in the final diagnosis and said, "This is cancer. Doctor, can you save my father?"
A pair of big eyes were crystal clear, like the clear spring water in the mountains.
"…" Zheng Ren suddenly realized that the reason why the family was crying was because … because … because they had read the wrong words.
He had been a doctor for six or seven years, but this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
It was said that doctors' handwriting was sloppy, and this was the truth. In the past, half of the words in handwritten prescriptions were in Latin. This was especially true for emergency department doctors. If they were slow in writing medical records, they would probably be beaten to death in a few days.
However, these were all computerized printed medical records. There was no such thing as sloppy handwriting.
He did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Miss, this word means hernia, not cancer." Zheng Ren tried his best to be gentle, hoping that Chang Yue could stand by his side at this time.
With Chang Yue's communication skills, he estimated that she could persuade the family immersed in grief in a minute.
Zheng Ren seemed to want to say a few more words.
"Huh?" The girl was stunned for a moment. Her hand pinched the corner of her shirt, constantly rubbing it as if she wanted to tear the confusion, entanglement, and shame in her heart to pieces.
"This disease is very easy to treat," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"Doctor, you can't lie to us. We really don't have money," the middle-aged man said honestly.
"Don't worry. Do the surgery in time. As long as there is no intestinal necrosis, you can be discharged in three days and can work in the field in a week, "Zheng Ren said.
The family was still in a trance of 'escaping death'. They had not completely come out of their sadness and looked a little confused.
This was a slow-motion surgery, so it should be treated by the general surgery department.
"Let's go. I'll ask the other doctors to write you an admission form. You can be hospitalized for a checkup. Don't worry, it's very simple. "
"Are you sure?"
"Of course, really." Zheng Ren could only use monotonous, barren words to convince the family.
"Chief Zheng, where are you? We're back and packed some rice for you. Yes, we've also brought the leftovers back for you. "Zheng Ren received a call from Xie Yiren while he was in a dilemma.
"Ask Chang Yue to come to the emergency department." Zheng Ren felt as if he had found a life-saving straw.
Chang Yue quickly came down from the operating table. She was dressed in a snow-white gown with a red stethoscope hanging on her shoulder. Her ponytail swayed as she walked.
She looked young and pretty, but where did her communication skills come from? Zheng Ren was puzzled.
Chang Yue came to Zheng Ren's side and smiled after he explained the situation. "Leave it to me."
Chang Yue and the family of three went to a quieter corner. Chang Yue seemed to exude a comforting aura. Zheng Ren sighed softly and went to the emergency observation room.
The patients' conditions were relatively simple. Most of the patients in the surgery department had head trauma and were kept for observation to prevent the possibility of delayed cerebral hemorrhage. The internal medicine patients mainly suffered from acute gastroenteritis, most of which was triggered by overeating.
The diagnosis and treatment of these diseases were simple.
Zheng Ren was relieved after a round of observation and confirmed that there were no misdiagnoses.
As he walked out of the last observation room, Zheng Ren vaguely heard laughter from the corner of the corridor.
He walked over and saw a middle-aged woman holding Chang Yue's hand with a happy expression on her face.
Chang Yue had become a family member in such a short time?
Zheng Ren pondered for a moment and felt that he would never be able to do such a thing in his life.
Chang Yue said a few more words to the family who had stopped crying and came to Zheng Ren's side. "Chief Zheng, they've accepted the suggestion for surgery. Should we admit them now?"
"Hey, this is slow-motion surgery. We don't accept them." Zheng Ren quickly stopped her.
It was better not to change some of the hospital's rules without the support of a strong leader. Otherwise, the consequences would be tragic.
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