Liu Zewei moved the microphone away from his ear, touched his bald head, and smiled helplessly.
He did not question Zheng Ren's decision. Since Boss Zheng said it, he must do it no matter how difficult it is. There is no room for negotiation.
It's just that the patient's family members find it difficult to deal with based on the voice.
After the last sound disappeared, Wei Yanagisawa immediately started to contact him. On the phone, the voices of the patients' family members could be heard vaguely cursing and swearing habitually.
"Boss, do you want to challenge me again?" Su Yun said with a smile.
"You'll have a few days to do it quickly." Zheng Ren said, "Now our department is a key protection department, so there won't be any big trouble."
"If Director Ye hears this, I guess he will take out his little black book and write you down." Su Yundao said, "From now on, it will be written on the door of the medical office that Zheng Ren and dogs are not allowed to enter."
Zheng Ren spread his hands, sat down in his accustomed position, picked up a book, and started reading.
After Liu Zewei talked to the patient's family, he waited for the patient to come over and go through the hospitalization procedures.
In fact, the six patients should have been admitted and treated together, so that it would be most efficient. But Zheng Ren was a little bored with the fortune teller and wanted to find something to do, so he took him in.
This is the virtue of being a doctor. Zheng Ren gave the final choice of life and death to Chengxiang himself.
I don't want to stress it too much. As for life or death, it all depends on Chengxiang himself.
Dr. Shen told Su Yun about the installation of new equipment in the operating room and was a little excited. Yishui's top live broadcast equipment, even the general manager of Philips China came here with more than a dozen engineers, showing unparalleled attention.
Although in 912, this kind of thing is rare.
It seems that the status of top international medical scholars is still quite high. Su Yun expressed disdain for Dr. Shen's words, and after a few words of fuss, he and Zhou Chunyong agreed to go over to do anatomy teaching and surgical instruction tomorrow morning.
It is a long process for the fire to spread. Zhou Chunyong's intentional or unintentional actions shortened this process.
Both Zheng Ren and Su Yun knew this. This is a favor and needs to be returned.
Director Kong does not have this convenience, because 912 prohibits doctors from running around to perform surgery, which is different from local hospitals like Didu Liver and Gallbladder.
Of course, a ban is a ban, and violations are common. But Director Kong is too old to run out. If someone is looking for him, the worst he can do is leave a hospital bed in the imperial capital.
Therefore, Director Kong did not communicate much with the directors of local hospitals, and was incomparable with Zhou Chunyong.
An hour and a half later, the sound of urn and gas came from the corridor.
"Waiter, where is Dr. Liu?"
After Zheng Ren heard this, he immediately came out of the system operating room.
If nothing else, just this sentence is enough to make Zheng Ren regret it.
When you enter the hospital, you call the nurse a waiter and you feel confident. This kind of person is not uncommon but not many.
One sentence is enough to explain a lot of problems.
Dr. Shen's face-telling skills are pretty good, Zheng Ren joked to himself.
Liu Zewei immediately stood up and went out to call in the patient's family members. He was afraid that the nurse would be too busy and would scold the patient's family members, causing something unpredictable to happen.
The patient's family members speak so arrogantly, anything could happen.
Zheng Ren sat in Xiangyang's chair and looked at the door. After a while, two strong, bear-like men came in carrying large and small packages.
They must be twins, they look almost identical. One person carries less stuff and pushes the wheelchair. The other person took more things and followed Liu Zewei.
The packages were old and dirty.
The two men were unshaven and had not shaved for an unknown amount of time.
The old lady in the wheelchair outside the door has all white hair and has lost a lot. Her eyebrows are very kind, but the corners of her mouth and eyes are a little crooked. It looks like the sequelae of a cerebral infarction.
"Are you Dr. Liu? Did you call us to come to the hospital just now?" the man carrying a lot of things said as he entered the door.
Maybe it was because he was born with a loud voice, or maybe he was used to talking like this, but the whole office was buzzing with his voice.
"Keep your voice down," Zheng Ren said, "This is a hospital, don't disturb other patients."
"Other patients?" The unshaven man looked around and asked strangely: "Are you sick?"
"..." Zheng Ren was not angry, but wanted to laugh.
What a fucking idiot.
"What are you talking about? Do you still want to be hospitalized?" Liu Zewei said in a deep voice: "This is the leader of our medical team. If you had been waiting in line, your mother should have waited outside for another two or three months. It was Boss Zheng who showed his kindness. Seeing that your mother is seriously ill, I want to take her in for surgery as soon as possible."
"Isn't it appropriate to be hospitalized when you are sick?" the man asked doubtfully.
"There are many people outside. Why should your mother move in first?" Liu Zewei gradually became angry.
"Oh, oh." The unshaven man seemed to have figured it out this time, and his voice lowered slightly.
"Lao Liu, go through the hospitalization procedures. I'll do a physical check-up when you come up," Zheng Ren said.
When he first saw the wheelchair, he had already seen the system diagnosis. The color of the system panel is very red, redder than other patients who need surgery.
The side confirmed my own thoughts. This patient was right to seize the time and tighten up. It would be better if these two unshaven men could understand something.
Liu Zewei immediately went through the hospitalization procedures for the patient's family, inquired about the ward, and took another person and the old lady directly to the ward.
There are still other people in the ward who have not left. In terms of medical treatment, if the previous patient tells the story of the treatment, especially if the surgery is successful and the grateful patient tells the story of the treatment, the effect will be many times better than the doctor himself.
This kind of word-of-mouth communication among patients is extremely important in county and city hospitals. In a top hospital like 912, it has an effect, but its effect is limited.
Liu Zewei hopes that these two gangsters can get more positive information and don't cause any trouble.
After making arrangements, Zheng Ren went to have a physical examination to determine the old lady's condition.
The old lady was very communicative and had a kind face. Although he didn't speak politely, he kept expressing his gratitude and asked Zheng Ren and others not to be angry. This is the virtue of his two sons.
It shouldn't be a big problem, Zheng Ren made a judgment. Whether it's the patient's disease or the two men.
This silly mode is much better than the gloomy stabbing in the back.
It was time to get off work in the blink of an eye. Seeing that Liu Zewei was concentrating on writing medical records, Zheng Ren didn't bother him. He sent a message to Xiao Yiren and went downstairs with Chang Yue and Su Yun, preparing to go home.