It's not snowing heavily outside, but it turns into ice when it hits the ground. The bicycles can't stand at all, and the riders can't deliver meals at all, so all the otakus and otakus in Haicheng are going to be hungry today.
Xie Yiren in the operating room was wailing. There was no good food to eat, and her sky was getting dark.
Zheng Ren smiled. Fortunately, he was not interested in eating. I'm not hungry now. If I have time, I can go to the cafeteria and grab a bite of dinner.
After leaving the operating room and going to the emergency ward on the second floor, I saw Chang Yue sitting in front of the office window looking at the snow.
Originally, he wanted to drag Chang Yue to check the housing, but when he saw that she was looking at the snow, Zheng Ren felt that he should not disturb the scenery. It would be okay to wait for a few minutes.
Most girls like romance, and people like Chang Yue are no exception, Zheng Ren thought.
He walked to the desk and was about to sit down when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Chang Yue's profile.
The corners of his eyes seemed a little moist, as if he had just shed tears.
"Chang Yue, what's wrong?" Zheng Ren asked.
"No." Chang Yue turned around. The haze just now disappeared without a trace, and she returned to the Chang Yue that Zheng Ren was familiar with.
"Let me know if you have anything to say, maybe I can help." Zheng Ren said casually, he had already sat down at the table and opened "Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery".
It was just a casual conversation, why don't we talk face to face? That seems too embarrassing.
Chang Yue's expression relaxed slightly, then he came to the opposite side of Zheng Ren and sat down formally with a serious expression.
Uh... Are you going to accuse Su Yun? It seems like you were the one who drank him like a dog and fell unconscious last night, right
Zheng Ren thought in his heart.
"I have something to tell you, Mr. Zheng, let's see if there is a solution." Chang Yue said.
Zheng Ren's mouth was slightly bitter, which was definitely not a good thing.
"I asked clearly about the patient's medical history of gangrenous appendicitis." Chang Yue said: "He didn't tell me his previous identity. I guess he came from the army."
Zheng Ren's heart moved, his eyes finally left "Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery", and he listened attentively.
"He had no money. He was working in the decoration materials market a few days ago, moving ceramic tiles. On the 16th floor, the elevator was broken, so he used his shoulders to fight his way up step by step. But when paying, the owner said that the ceramic tiles were damaged and asked him to pay for it. There was an argument. After a few words, the owner fell to the ground and said he was beaten." Chang Yue's voice became lighter and lighter, as if it would disappear in the next second.
Zheng Ren sighed inwardly, it's really hard to talk about things in the human world. The man had a thick frame, and even though he was as skinny as a stick, you could still see a trace of his past. Before he got sick, he was definitely a tiger-like man.
If he took action, Zheng Ren believed that he could kill the small business owners in the city with one punch, absolutely without ambiguity.
"Later, he didn't get his wages. Instead, he used the few days of food money he had left to make compensation." Chang Yue continued: "Then he wandered for a while, his stomach started to hurt, and then he fainted and was killed by Yan. Pick it up and bring it back."
It turned out that Zheng Ren straightened everything out through Chang Yue's words.
The man's physical fitness can be said to be top-notch, and his recovery speed is extremely fast. The clues can be seen from the postoperative monitoring situation. Even the absorption heat after the operation did not appear.
When encountering this situation, firstly, the patient's physical fitness is extremely poor, and the body's immune system cannot respond at all. Second, the patient's physical condition is excellent.
The patient in front of me must be the latter.
"By the way, has he eaten after he passed gas?" Zheng Ren asked with a thought in his heart.
Chang Yue has been busy with rescue operations and has no time to see postoperative patients. These tasks are all Chang Yue's.
"Four hours after the operation, the patient had already passed gas." Chang Yue said: "Today I gave him 1000ml10 of sugar as an energy supplement. At noon, I gave him a porridge with some pickled mustard."
Zheng Renxiao, every kind soul is warm.
"What do you want to say to me?"
"He is a self-reliant person. I don't have any opportunities. I wonder if Mr. Zheng can find him a job that can make a living?" Chang Yue said, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed.
This is so holy.
Working in a hospital, I was used to seeing separation between life and death. If the Holy Mother's heart had been overflowing, I would have starved to death long ago.
The responsibility that should have been borne by the welfare department was handed over to the hospital. It is not uncommon for hospitals to reduce or reduce fees for poor patients, and for medical staff to provide meals to patients who cannot afford to eat.
However, Zheng Ren didn't think Chang Yue's request was excessive.
That man is a strong man, there is no doubt about it.
When facing injustice, Zheng Ren could feel the hesitation and anger deep in his heart.
But he suppressed his emotions and would rather suffer a loss than actually hit the owner.
Finally, ordinary appendicitis progressed to perforation, and then turned into gangrenous appendicitis.
What a man.
Zheng Ren tapped his fingers on the table a few times, recalling his network of connections in his mind and who he should contact to handle the matter.
Soon, he picked up the phone and dialed.
"Brother Six, it's me, Zheng Ren."
"Hmm, there's this thing. Can a guy who looks pretty good find a job with you?"
"I don't have any requirements. Just give me some money and have enough food. That's enough for the time being."
"Thank you, thank you. If it causes you any trouble in the future, just fire me and leave me alone."
After a brief exchange, Zheng Ren hung up the phone and said with a smile: "It's done."
Chang Yue was very surprised.
In her opinion, this kind of thing was extremely difficult, but Zheng Ren solved it with just one phone call.
Chang Yue, who has always looked down upon leaders... and looked down upon all leaders, had a change in her feelings towards Zheng Ren.
Mr. Zheng seems to be doing well.
"What to do?"
"It should be for security work. I don't know the details. I need to ask for the patient's consent." Zheng Rendao.
Chang Yue's mood became joyful, and a rare smile appeared on his face. Even his pair of black-rimmed glasses reflected a few rays of sunshine after passing through the wind and snow.
"I'll communicate with the patient. Thank you, Mr. Zheng." Chang Yue stood up and thanked Zheng Ren seriously.
"No, go get busy." Zheng Ren suddenly remembered that he still had to write consultation records, operation records, etc. for patients with pelvic fractures, and his head suddenly started to hurt.
Writing work is really exhausting.
Fortunately, Chang Yue was here. If I had to do all the paperwork myself every time I picked up a patient, I probably wouldn't be able to pick up a few patients in a day.
Watching Chang Yue leave with brisk steps, Zheng Ren smiled, turned on the computer and started writing surgery records.
The ringtone of the WeChat group on his mobile phone rang. Zheng Ren picked it up and looked at it. It turned out that it was Xie Yi who was asking everyone in the group what they were eating for lunch.
The canteen seems to be the only option, but no Xie people want to go to the canteen if there is even the slightest chance.
That's not rice, it's just swill.
Zheng Ren disagreed with Xie Yiren's views. Although the big pot meals in the cafeteria were not special, they were better because they were plentiful and filling. One yuan a meal was a benefit provided by the hospital to its employees.
Chat records of the WeChat group continue to appear. Xie Yiren and the Chu sisters should be chatting face to face on WeChat...
In the information age, has everyone become like this? Zheng Ren sighed and shook his head.