"Is it okay for Mr. Zheng to do the surgery alone?" Director Xia noticed at this time that none of Zheng Ren's assistants had followed him, and asked with some anxiety.
What about the foreign professor? Where is Su Yun? Why didn't you see them
"It's okay." Director Pan watched Zheng Ren perform the operation in an orderly manner through the leaded glass, and said calmly: "During the earthquake relief, I took the ambulance to the front line, and many people there knew Zheng Ren."
"Uh..." Director Xia was stunned for a moment. How could there be so many people in Rongcheng, a place so far away, who knew about Mr. Zheng
Maybe Director Pan said this because he was too protective. Although I don’t believe it, it’s not a good idea to say something unpleasant when someone is carrying someone in a sedan chair.
Director Xia just smiled but said nothing.
"Zheng Ren was the first batch to enter the epicenter. Later, when the follow-up troops moved in, he and other commanders and soldiers carried the wounded down. At Pengxi Township Hospital, one person and one operating table performed the operation for three days and three nights. .”
"Well… "
"It should be no problem for him to perform the operation alone. Don't worry, this kid doesn't seem to want to talk, but he knows what's going on." Director Pan did not continue to talk about Zheng Ren's various mythical legends, but gave a comment It's over.
Director Xia felt so depressed. Old Director Pan was so bad. He started telling stories and then stopped immediately. Was he forcing himself to take the blade
"Where is Mr. Zheng? Many people know him?" Director Xia asked.
"Well, the emergency director of the provincial hospital still remembers him. After I said he was my apprentice, before leaving, he took me to drink all night. He patted me on the shoulder and said, I have a good apprentice." Old Director Pan Smiling slightly, full of pride.
The screen lit up, and the guidewire began to be super-selected. The position was not as deep as before, and it did not seem to be so precise, but Director Xia considered that this was done on purpose by the surgeon.
It’s not because I’m not good enough or I don’t care enough and I want to be lazy. But it may be some deeper understanding of the surgery and the condition.
The operation was carried out very quickly. Because the patient had a lot of recurrent tumors, it took Zheng Ren half an hour to complete the operation.
The whole process is smooth and smooth, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. Director Xia felt a little emotional. He had also seen the patient's film with his classmates in the Imperial and Magic Capitals. It was said that the operation was difficult to perform and the postoperative results would not be particularly good.
But Mr. Zheng took it down so easily, it was really...
Suddenly, Director Xia thought that ceftriaxone would cause crystal deposition in the gallbladder. Even though I, a senior director who has been working as a clinical director for many years, didn't know about this, it was Mr. Zheng who reminded me.
Director Xia is now carefully studying all the drug instructions. It is dizzying. There are hundreds of drugs. It is really difficult to remember them all.
But at that time, Zheng Ren suddenly remembered that it was better to be young. Director Xia looked at the operating room with envy, where Zheng Ren was compressing the right femoral artery.
"Has Mr. Zheng come on stage?" A voice came from the corridor. Old Director Pan frowned slightly, "Why is Director Sun here?"
"Old Sun, you're done. Do you have anything?" Director Xia walked out of the operating room and saw Director Sun standing in a hurry at the door of the operating room, which was a little strange.
"What's wrong? Old Sun? Looking at your age, you are so panicked." Director Xia asked.
Judging from Director Sun's appearance, something must have happened.
Director Sun had a strange expression on his face when he heard that Zheng Ren had completed the operation. Slightly startled, but somewhat reassured, he put on a surgical coat, changed into slippers, put on a sterile cap and mask and walked in.
"It's okay, it's okay." Director Sun said with a smile.
"It's okay, why don't you come to the operating room of the emergency department? Are you lying?"
"Aren't you here to see Mr. Zheng? He was about to leave, but he came back and helped me. It would be inappropriate not to come and see him." Director Sun said sincerely, "I was there to hand over work and do ward rounds. I originally thought about going to the hospital to treat appendicitis. I'll rush over when I come back, but later I thought that Mr. Zheng's surgery was very stable and fast, so I'd better come and take a look first."
Speaking, Director Sun became happy.
"Look, I still know how to count."
Director Xia was speechless, looking at Director Sun, thinking that if General Surgery Department Liu Tianxing fell ill, Director Sun really couldn't bear it.
"Director Pan, are you watching the surgery?" Director Sun didn't know what Director Xia was thinking, so he walked straight into the operating room and greeted old Director Pan.
"Yeah." Old Director Pan didn't want to see Director Sun, so he just snorted.
Director Sun was not angry. Instead, he stood next to old Director Pan like a junior doctor. After a moment of hesitation, he made a heroic expression, bent down, and whispered: "Director Pan, I have something to do." Son, let’s discuss this with you.”
"what's up?"
"You also know the current situation of our general surgery department. General surgery is a big department. If it is not done well, the entire hospital will be affected."
"Let's get down to business." Old Director Pan scolded.
For all the department directors in the hospital, Director Pan can speak in this rather domineering tone. This is his status in the world.
"Look, Mr. Zheng also misses home sometimes. He comes back to see you and the emergency department. I'm thinking, if I find seven or eight chronic patients here, and then ask Mr. Zheng to come back for surgery, is that okay?" Director Sun asked.
Director Xia finally understood that this was what Lao Sun had in mind.
But his idea is really right! Director Xia was impressed by Director Sun. Although Director Sun was timid, he had sharp vision and thinking.
Asking Mr. Zheng to come back for surgery was a settlement of the previous emergency surgery incident in the emergency department. Although she was said to be kneeling, her kneeling was very beautiful.
Moreover, the general surgery department is in decline now. If Mr. Zheng can be asked to come back for surgery and provide guidance, maybe there is still hope for the general surgery department of Haicheng City No. 1 Hospital.
If a large department like general surgery collapses, it will have a huge impact on the overall hospital.
Director Lao Pan glanced at Director Sun.
"Chronic diagnosis, slow diagnosis." Director Sun explained the word "chronic diagnosis" repeatedly.
Director Xia saw that he was bent over. Because of his age, he did not dare to bend too deeply, so his knees were slightly bent, just in line with the old Director Pan who was sitting in the chair.
It's really hard work.
"I have no objection. You can talk to Zheng Ren when he comes out." Old Director Pan agreed, "You can't withhold money from flying knives."
"That's, that's, give the highest."
With that said, Zheng Ren walked out, smiled at old Director Pan, and then asked: "Director Sun, why are you here?"
Director Sun quickly repeated what he had just said, and finally asked: "Mr. Zheng, how much do people pay you for one flying knife? It's the most."
"Uh..." Zheng Ren thought for a moment, "Mayo's seems to be US$80,000 per unit."