The next morning, Zheng Ren opened his eyes and picked up his phone. There were many messages.
Gao Shaojie, Wang Qiang, and the others congratulated Zheng Ren on the success of the live broadcast of the surgery. 'Old Gao got the news very late,' Zheng Ren thought.
However, even if they did not know the news and did not see the live broadcast of the surgery with their own eyes, they soon heard about it from others. It seemed that it had formed a storm that swept through the domestic medical industry.
The doctors from the Department of Interventional Medicine were especially shocked.
Zheng Ren left a message for Gao Shaojie. He had been in contact with the professor and had performed more than thirty TIPs surgeries during this period. Gao Shaojie followed the standard procedure and sent the patient's information to Professor Rudolf Wagner.
After breakfast, he went to work from the East City to the West City.
Although they had set off earlier, it was still quite a distance away. As he walked, he wondered if he should rent two rooms near West City Hospital.
However, when he thought about the housing prices and rent in Imperial Capital, he gave up.
Although this sum of money could definitely be taken from public funds, Zheng Ren had never seen it or eaten it before. He did not even think about the huge sum of money in the public account.
Moreover, Zheng Ren had a use for that money.
Let's wait a little longer. We'll have more money.
The Imperial Capital was different from Sea City or even the Provincial Capital. Shay's family didn't have many houses here. Of course, the Sunshine 100BD in the East Third Ring Road was not included.
When he arrived at the hospital, he first took a look at the patients, chatted with them, and learned about their daily lives. Shift handover, ward rounds, and everything would be fine.
He was not used to such a leisurely life.
However, that did not matter. He could still go to the System library to read.
The patients were in stable condition after the TIPs surgery. After arranging for the second-stage surgery the next day, he was about to go to the library when the matron called out to him.
It was a call from the Department of Urology.
Zheng Ren was curious and picked up the phone. "Hello, I'm Zheng Ren."
"Boss Zheng, I'm Yu Wangshan. We're doing the surgery for the adrenal tumor today. Chief Miao asked if you have time to take a look." Chief Yu from the Department of Genitourinary Surgery spoke very politely over the phone. He was slightly out of breath. He was probably going to take the fire escape to the changing room on the sixth floor and prepare to go on stage.
"Sure." Zheng Ren was also quite curious about the patient. Moreover, it was Chief Miao who invited him, so he readily agreed.
After agreeing, Zheng Ren greeted Chang Yue and the professor and went straight to the operating theater.
Yu Wangshui was changing clothes in the changing room. When he saw Zheng Ren come in, he greeted him warmly.
"Boss Zheng, the patient's examination is back. Chief Miao greeted him and rushed to do it. It's indeed the problem you mentioned," Chief Yu said with a smile. "Your diagnosis level is really high!"
Zheng Ren returned a smile.
This kind of indifferent attitude could easily make a conversation awkward. Zheng Ren was better at this. He was not good at getting into a heated relationship with others.
Everyone had their own personality. There was nothing he could do about it.
However, he was skilled and kind, but he was not willing to chat.
No one had much of an opinion about this kind of person. At least, Yu Wangshui didn't have much of an opinion. He recounted the entire process to himself. The Department of Genitourinary Surgery went through two preoperative discussions and formulated a postoperative recovery plan with the relevant departments. Only then were they ready to start the surgery today.
The surgery was not big for the Department of Genitourinary Surgery of 912.
However, when Chief Miao was making ward rounds, he asked if Boss Zheng had time.
Zheng Ren did not know what Chief Miao meant, but he could not reject him directly. Moreover, he was more or less interested in this surgery.
In the operating theater of the System, when he was training for liver hydatid disease surgery, Zheng Ren also practiced nephrectomy.
There was no harm in understanding the Department of Genitourinary Surgery and watching the surgery. This was all experience. Anyway, there was nothing to do downstairs, right?
It was not like in Sea City's emergency ward, where he performed surgeries every day. Zheng Ren's hands were a little itchy.
After changing his clothes, Zheng Ren and Chief Yu left the changing room together and climbed the internal stairs to the operating theater on the fifth floor.
The day's work had just begun. The operating theater was busy and orderly.
Other than the emergency operating theater, the other operating theaters were all open. The doctors, circulating nurses, and scrub nurses who transported patients to the operating theater were like beating notes, playing the melody of life.
"Boss Zheng, this way." Chief Yu politely led the way to the operating theater of the Department of Genitourinary Surgery.
The patient was already lying on the operating table. The anesthesiologist was putting on the oxygen mask, preparing to intubate, administer medicine, and anesthetize him.
"Let me take another look at the radiographic films," Zheng Ren said.
Chief Yu picked up the radiographic films that were placed together with the medical records and handed them to Zheng Ren. After he said that, he went to check the patient's information and look for the surgical marks left before the surgery to prevent the wrong kidney from being cut.
Rigorous verification work was an essential part of the process.
Zheng Ren inserted the radiographic films into the radiographic film viewer in the operating theater and rested his chin on his hand to look at it again.
There was nothing wrong with the overall situation. Zheng Ren was just used to looking at the radiographic films before the surgery, even though he was not the surgeon. This was a habit, a good habit. Zheng Ren was not prepared to change it.
As he was looking, a commotion suddenly came from outside. The sound of anxious and hurried footsteps could be heard.
Emergency treatment? Zheng Ren's heart skipped a beat.
However, on second thought, Zheng Ren remembered that this was 912. Emergency treatment had nothing to do with him.
The hormone level in his body that had just risen a little immediately returned to normal.
1.235 seconds later, Zheng Ren suddenly realized that something was wrong.
The sound of footsteps and anxious shouts came from the operating theater inside, not the emergency operating theater that was closest to the outside.
What was going on? Could it be an allergy?
Zheng Ren's first reaction was an allergy to intraoperative fluid replacement, such as low-molecular dextran and other liquids.
However, even if it was an allergy, it was not a big problem. He could just give the corresponding treatment. Other than a very small number of patients who would suddenly have severe edema symptoms, leading to sudden death or cerebral hypoxia, becoming a vegetable.
Zheng Ren was a little curious. He put the radiographic films into the radiographic films bag, put them together with the medical records, and walked out of the operating theater.
In the corridor, a nurse was running. It seemed that she was going to get something that she did not usually use. A doctor was anxiously making a phone call in the corridor, asking the senior doctor to come immediately.
A tense atmosphere was like a volcanic eruption, spewing out magma, causing the temperature of the entire operating theater to rise a lot.
The person who called was the anesthesiologist. After he finished calling, he hurried back to the operating theater. Zheng Ren followed behind him and came to the door of the operating theater to take a look.
Inside, seven or eight doctors were busy rescuing the patient. The patient's tracheal intubation had already been inserted, and the ventilator was working.
An arm stretched out from the gap between the people. It looked like it belonged to the patient. However, the arm seemed to be a little strange …
Zheng Ren frowned and looked carefully.
People kept touching the arm that was stretched out, but the arm was like reinforced concrete. It did not move, but it trembled slightly at a high frequency.
During the rescue, the movements were relatively fast. There was no gentleness, only rough, simple, and fast.
However, in the rough collision, the arm was still lying outside. No matter how hard it was touched, it almost did not move. It only trembled at its own frequency.
What the f * ck was going on?!
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