The Surgeon’s Studio

Chapter 112: 0110 A means of walking between light and darkness

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Zheng Ren took out his mobile phone and made a call to the emergency department.

Soon, the flat car arrived, and the caregiver was panting from running.

"It's okay." Zheng Ren approached the nurse and whispered.

"The one making trouble?" The nurse is also well-informed and experienced. After taking a look at the surrounding situation, he made a rough guess.

"Yeah." After Zheng Ren had a brief exchange with the nurse, he helped the scoundrel man onto the flat car and went straight to the emergency department.

When he arrived at the emergency department, he didn't even look for the observation ward. Zheng Ren pushed the cart directly into the empty treatment room, closed the door and said solemnly: "The condition is very serious. The patient is already in a coma. The matter is serious."

The little traffic policeman's face turned pale with fright.

Without social experience, he was completely unable to judge the true meaning of Zheng Ren's words.

"Get ready for rescue!" Zheng Ren clicked his eyes, giving the little traffic police a hint, but continued to speak seriously.

Then he went out, found the night nurse, and whispered a few words.

The nurse's eyes were filled with laughter, "Mr. Zheng, look at your thick eyebrows and big eyes, how can you be so bad."

"Drunk driving and causing trouble, isn't that enough?" Zheng Ren said with a smile.

The most annoying things in the hospital are drunk driving and drunkenness.

Zheng Ren doesn't dislike drinking. But many people with poor quality wine become a different person once they drink too much, and many human tragedies happen inadvertently.

For example, a student who was about to take the college entrance examination the next day was knocked into a vegetative state by a drunk driver while walking. For example, a husband takes his pregnant wife for a walk and is taken away by a drunk driver...

Therefore, what Zheng Ren hates the most is this kind of person.

Zheng Ren is indeed a good person, but he is not a purely good person. He has his own judgment. At some point, the rules will be violated and small tricks will be used secretly.

For example, this time.

The nurse went to refill the medication, then came to the treatment room and started injecting the drug intravenously into the drunken scoundrel.

Then I hooked up a bottle of IV and started running at full speed.

"If I can wake up, I'll probably be fine. If not, I'll have to send him to the rescue." Zheng Ren said nonsense in a serious tone.

The little traffic policeman was covered in cold sweat, and he didn't know what kind of battle between heaven and man had gone through. He must have thought over and over in his mind that he would be suspended from duty and his tragic fate.

"No... It's okay..." The little traffic policeman was trembling all over and spoke stumblingly.

Zheng Ren patted his shoulder to express comfort.

The little traffic policeman still didn't understand what Zheng Ren meant, and his mind was probably blank.

"Doctor, are you okay?" the little traffic policeman said pitifully, "I really didn't touch him."

"It depends on the efficacy of the medicine." Zheng Ren said with a relaxed expression and a serious tone, "I just took the special medicine. If the patient can wake up, he will be fine. If he doesn't wake up, he will be hospitalized."

After saying that, Zheng Ren turned around and left without looking at the scoundrel who was pretending to be unconscious.

Sitting on the red hard plastic chair at the door, Zheng Ren told the group about the situation and then asked who was there.

Zheng Yunxia's enhanced CT scan has been completed, and now everyone has returned to the emergency ward and is discussing going out for dinner.

Zheng Ren was very speechless. Every time everyone gathered for dinner, he was left behind. Although I don’t like eating or the lively scenes, I feel like I’ve been abandoned by the whole world.

This feeling made Zheng Ren a little unhappy.

Xie Yiren seemed to sense Zheng Ren's mood through the screen, and made arrangements to bring him food.

Chang Yue said in the group that after checking the ward again, the patients were all stable, so just ask Zheng Ren to come back after his work, so there is no need to worry.

Then the chat group became quiet.

Now that he was out to eat, Zheng Ren turned off his phone helplessly.

Go, go, young people all like to be lively, he thought in an old-fashioned way.

About five minutes later, the door of the treatment room suddenly opened, and a man smelled of alcohol and was sluggish, but he rushed out at an extremely fast speed.

In the background, the little traffic policeman looked at everything in front of him in stunned silence.

All of this is beyond his understanding of the world. What is going on? A scoundrel who had made it clear that he was going to pretend to be dead stopped pretending to be dead regardless of legal sanctions.

Could it be that the doctor just gave me medicine that makes people’s conscience aware

Out of instinct, the little traffic policeman followed the scoundrel.

"Turn left for the bathroom." Zheng Ren reminded loudly from behind.

"..." The little traffic policeman staggered.

A few minutes later, the scoundrel came back dejectedly. Don't pretend to be dead, because the scene just now is enough to explain everything.

At this time, an older traffic policeman came to the scene. After asking about the situation, he pointed at the scoundrel and scolded him. He had the absolute upper hand in terms of momentum and morality, and then arranged for the junior traffic policeman to handle blood collection and other follow-up matters.

"Brother, thank you for what happened just now." The old traffic policeman spoke with a hint of Jianghu emphasis, but Zheng Ren thought this was good.

"It's okay, it should be."

"Do you smoke?"

"Let's go."

The two of them came outside the building. The cold wind was blowing. Zheng Ren tightened his tight white clothes, took the cigarette from the old traffic police, and took a deep drag.

It’s not easy, neither for the doctors nor the police.

If you really start to complain, you can spit it out to the ends of the earth.

The two chatted briefly and left their contact information. Seeing that Zheng Ren was poorly dressed, the old traffic policeman put out his cigarette, threw it into the ashtray on the trash can, and said goodbye to Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren walked around the emergency department. The weather was getting colder and the emergency department was not very busy because there were almost no people drinking and fighting in the middle of the night. But the emergency medicine department is busy, and the number of patients with cerebral hemorrhage and myocardial infarction has skyrocketed.

Alpine areas are simply not suitable for human habitation. If these patients were in the southern coastal areas, they should be fine.

Zheng Ren walked around and then returned to the emergency ward.

Only the night shift nurse sat alone at the nurse's station. Zheng Ren said hello and returned to the office to start reading.

Half an hour later, Zheng Ren received a call from the old traffic policeman.

He expressed his gratitude again on the phone. After all, without Zheng Renyou's handling of the violation, it would have been very troublesome to deal with it.

Zheng Ren said a few polite words and hung up the phone.

The drug he recommended to the scoundrel was furosemide, and the liquid he gave him was mannitol.

If the treatment is based on cerebral hemorrhage, the medication required is not particularly outrageous. The key is that after a two-pronged approach, the body fluids in the scoundrel's body are turned into urine in the bladder in a very short time.

It really cost me my life.

But Zheng Ren has also seen hob meat who would rather be incontinent.

After repeated inspections of this kind of hob meat, and after confirming that everything was fine, urinary catheterization was started, once every one or two hours.

There are basically not many people who can continue to pretend to be unconscious despite the pain of urethral stimulation just to extort a few dollars.

As long as it was solved, Zheng Ren shook his head and forgot all about it.

This kind of episode is just a small part of the daily life in the emergency department, not even a small splash.

The real stormy seas are all kinds of bizarre rescues, which make people's adrenaline soar, and the high-energy phosphate bonds of adenosine triphosphate crackle.

The night was fairly quiet. Two hours later, Zheng Ren checked the ward again before the patient went to bed. After taking appropriate measures, he finally finished reading the book "Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery."

Su Yun also happened to return to the emergency ward after eating and drinking at this time.