Uh … That's not right! "Zheng Ren suddenly realized something and hung up the phone that Xie Yiren handed over.
"Huh? What's wrong? "Xie Yiren asked in confusion.
"It's past one o 'clock in the morning …" Zheng Ren finally realized this and said helplessly.
At Chief Chen's age, he did not know if he was asleep or not.
If he was asleep and suddenly received a call in the middle of the night, especially in such an extremely tired situation, would he be so scared that he would have a heart attack? Zheng Ren was not sure.
Then he would look for Professor Huang. It was about the same anyway.
The main reason was that Zheng Ren did not know how many hyperbaric oxygen chambers Chengdu Provincial Hospital had and if they could accommodate so many patients after amputations.
Yes, it definitely could not. It had to be spread to the surrounding hospitals and cities and counties.
To deal with this kind of problem well, it required a very deep and wide network. It even required the unified coordination and deployment of the frontline headquarters.
After all, things like hyperbaric oxygen chambers were not available in Pengxi Village Hospital. Moreover, the patient's treatment cycle was long, and the number of patients that could be accommodated in each hyperbaric oxygen chamber was limited. These were all problems.
Zheng Ren knew that he could not solve this problem, so it was better to directly throw it to the doctors in Chengdu.
"Where can Professor Huang be at this time?" Zheng Ren suddenly asked.
"Who knows? He might be sleeping on the floor of the operating theater, or he might be on the operating table. Anyway, he definitely can't go home. We can catch him when we go to the operating theater! "Su Yun said with certainty.
However, the interventional radiology department had its own operating theater. Zheng Ren did not know where it was.
What Su Yun said made sense. If he went to the operating theater, he could ask the nurse or the head nurse to look for Professor Huang.
He was from the same family, so he was more familiar with him.
Xie Yiren packed her things and tidied up the chief's office neatly. The three of them prepared to go to the operating theater.
In the corridor in the middle of the night, other than the lack of sunlight, everything was the same as a few hours or more than ten hours ago.
It was full of injured people. Volunteers and nurses walked back and forth from time to time. They were extremely busy.
"Ah, by the way, wait for me." Xie Yiren took the food box from Zheng Ren's hand and hurried downstairs.
"Guess where she went?" Su Yun asked as he looked at Xie Yiren's back.
"I don't know." Zheng Ren was obviously still a little confused. However, his eyes were fixed on Xie Yiren's back and he could not pull them away.
It was not until Xie Yiren took the elevator downstairs that he returned to normal.
"Boss, is the Nobel Prize you mentioned true?" Su Yun suddenly asked.
"I think so." Zheng Ren said, "The specific details will have to be finalized when Dr. Mehar comes to me for the surgery."
Su Yun smiled and looked at Zheng Ren's honest face. He really could not tell if he was scheming or simple and pure.
"How's Feng Xuhui? I heard that he was sent to Chengdu Provincial Hospital? "Zheng Ren asked.
"Yes, I asked around. The surgery was performed here. If your tendons are damaged, you might have some problems walking in the future. "Su Yun did not forget about this matter and said indifferently.
Zheng Ren was a little sad.
"Not bad. It's good enough that we can return alive." Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren nodded. The lights outside the window were brilliant. It was like a different world from the dark rainy night in Nanchuan Town.
The two of them were silent, each thinking about their own matters.
Soon, Little Yiren ran back. Her ponytail swayed as she carried two bags in her hands.
"I've prepared underwear for you. Go to the operating theater to take a shower and change into them," Xie Yiren said as she handed the bag to them.
Zheng Ren chuckled. The underwear on his body was wet and particularly uncomfortable. However, if it were not for Little Yiren thinking about this matter, he probably would not have thought of it.
After entering the operating theater, Zheng Ren and Su Yun went to change their clothes.
"I feel like my body is rotten. It smells like a pie that has been left overnight." Su Yun deeply agreed with Xie Yiren's words.
"I'm fine." Zheng Ren did not think so. However, since Little Yiren had instructed him, he could only follow her instructions.
There were many cubicles for bathing in the operating theater of Chengdu Provincial Hospital. The conditions were a hundred times better than pouring pure water into a large bucket in Pengxi Village.
The water here was no problem. He could take a hot bath.
Zheng Ren simply rinsed it. The pain at the left rib fracture seemed to have become more intense.
Thirty-five days after the injury was the peak of local hyperemia and edema. The edema of the body tissue compressed the intercostal nerves and caused pain. This was something Zheng Ren could not avoid.
However, Zheng Ren estimated that the fracture was in good alignment. Although there was still the possibility of delayed traumatic hemopneumothorax, this possibility was already very small. As long as he did not do too strenuous exercise, it would be fine. This kind of simple rib fracture could be healed as long as he recuperated for a period of time and waited for the callus to crawl over on its own. There was no need for special treatment.
After taking a shower and changing into a new set of underwear, Zheng Ren immediately felt refreshed.
When he entered the operating theater, there were intermittently people lying on the ground in the corridor. They were sleeping in a sterile surgical gown.
Zheng Ren was already used to this kind of situation.
It was estimated that for nearly a week, the operating theaters of Chengdu Provincial Hospital were basically like this.
"I heard that the doctors and nurses who were transferred later are coming up one after another. The pressure should be reduced a little," Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren was a little emotional. Ever since he came to Chengdu Provincial Hospital, he had been performing surgeries. However, Su Yun still knew all kinds of gossip, just like when he was in Sea City General Hospital.
"Matron, wait!" Su Yun said. Suddenly, he saw the figure of the matron in the operating theater and immediately stopped her.
"Huh?" The matron was a little unhappy. Her fatigue had accumulated and was like a volcano that could erupt at any time.
However, she turned around and saw that it was Su Yun. Her anger dissipated and she said, "Doctor Su, what's the matter?"
Su Yun jogged a few steps over and told the matron about the hyperbaric oxygen chamber.
Zheng Ren felt that Su Yun was really useful sometimes. As long as he was willing, he could confide in everyone, regardless of whether they were men or women. However, most of the time, he looked like he was the best in the world. It made people want to beat him up.
After giving a few instructions, Su Yun smiled and returned to Zheng Ren's side. He said, "I've told you about the hyperbaric oxygen chamber. The surgery in the hybrid operating theater is about to be completed. It's time for us to go next."
"Okay." Zheng Ren nodded.
"Boss, let me tell you. This time, I was disgusted with the interventional embolization of the pelvic fracture. Now, the surgery to remove the embolus and amputation is almost disgusting, "Su Yun said.
"It's still early. There are at least a few thousand TIPS surgeries to do when we go back … within half a year," Zheng Ren said lightly. "I remember you telling me that no matter what it is, as long as it's added to life, it will seem especially artistic."
When Su Yun thought of thousands of TIPS surgeries, to the extent that he was about to vomit, his face immediately turned bitter.
Was this life?
The two of them walked to the hybrid operating theater. The matron sent an orthopedic bag that had just been sterilized into the operating theater. Then, she picked up her phone and made a call.
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