Xiangjiang, Heyang Hospital.
Qin Lu briefly came to his senses after talking nonsense again.
His eyes had lost their brilliance and were full of exhaustion. He looked at the children and grandchildren in the room with a blank expression.
Who can tell clearly how much of the concern in the eyes of our children and grandchildren is real and how much is fake
He rested for a few minutes and felt that his energy had recovered a little. Then he opened his cloudy and yellow eyes and said, "Qin Tang stays, and the others can go out."
Qin Tianming was very respectful and obedient, watching the others go out meekly, and whispered: "Qin Tang, don't talk for too long, your grandpa is tired."
After saying that, he glanced at Qin Lu with concern and turned around to go out.
The ward was quiet. Qin Lu looked at Qin Tang and asked, "I'm afraid we don't have much time."
"Grandpa, don't say that." Qin Tang felt guilty.
Although Qin Lu's eyes were cloudy, he still seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
"I don't know when I will fall asleep again, please listen to me quietly." Qin Lu said lightly, not daring to use too much effort, for fear that he would fall asleep early and have no time to explain to Qin Tang.
Qin Tang nodded.
"You know that I am most optimistic about you, but I have not left you a large amount of family property. I hope you can understand." Qin Lu said briefly: "The assets I left you represent the future. From information port to traditional Chinese medicine Hong Kong, in the end let them turn it into real estate. Real estate has no future, you have to understand this."
Qin Tang nodded.
Qin Lu looked at him silently, and after 10 seconds, he continued: "As long as you understand, the absolute value of the equity of those companies is not very large, but they are all carefully selected by me. Don't throw away the funds. When it comes to real estate projects, this is my final advice to you.”
"Grandpa!" Qin Tang had a bad premonition.
"Don't interrupt me, I haven't given up so easily." Qin Lu said: "Who cured Zou Jiahua's illness?"
"Dr. Zheng Ren from 912."
"Did you invite him?"
"I asked, but the hospital of 912 directly refused. I asked someone to find out about it, and they said that Dr. Olsson from the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences was in 912, and he was studying the problem of turbulence with Dr. Zheng." Qin Tang explained the situation as simply as possible.
"How can I invite a really good doctor to come here? Go there right away. You know my condition."
"Know."
"Go, this is my last hope." Qin Lu said, instead of being frustrated, he smiled, "If you think about Zou Jiahua's performance in this matter, you will understand a lot of things."
“…”
"Proportion, heat, and judgment." Qin Lu said, his eyes slowly closed again, and a faint snoring sounded.
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Early the next morning, Zheng Ren got up and saw Xiao Yiren's reply.
He opened it nervously.
Yiren didn't say anything else, and it seemed that there was no difference in greeting her good night as usual, as if the meeting with her father-in-law last night was just an illusion.
But Xiao Yiren was not at home, so Zheng Ren, Su Yun, and Chang Yue went to the breakfast shop to mess around like stray dogs.
Su Yun lamented that Yi Ren's cooking was delicious. He ate half full under the strange look of the breakfast shop owner and rushed to the hospital early.
According to yesterday's order, the first patient was the one who Chang Yue Yili asked Zheng Ren to perform the surgery on.
Although in Zheng Ren's opinion, Liu Zewei performed the surgery while watching from the side, the effect was almost the same as if he had done it himself, the difference was only in the time and some small details that were not used in TIPS surgery.
But let’s go ahead with Chang Yue’s request.
Zheng Ren also felt a little disgusted with yesterday when he was talking about the patient being a dead ghost while trimming his nails and talking about what kind of woman he should find.
At home, I can't control myself.
When coming to the hospital, the patient has an extra layer of identity - he is his own patient!
Why do you say your patient is a dead ghost? ! If she dies, none of his patients can die, this is what Zheng Ren thinks in his heart.
The patient wants to lie down in the hospital bed, but he cannot lie still.
Large amounts of ascites cause the diaphragm to rise and reduce lung function. Difficulty breathing, poor venous blood return, and various other problems make the patient look particularly uncomfortable.
20 to 30 years ago, the patient's current state was terminally ill, and he could only go home and wait to die.
Aspirating ascites and lowering abdominal pressure will cause more fluid to leak out of the blood vessels, leading to hypoalbuminemia.
Symptoms can only be improved for a day or two, and the patient can only feel comfortable for about 12 hours.
With the advent of TIPS surgery, patients can choose to fight for life or death. With good luck, the operation goes smoothly. If the hepatic encephalopathy is not severe after treatment, it will slowly recover under the influence of diuretics and other drugs, and portal hypertension will no longer exist.
Living for another ten or eight years is not a problem.
Zheng Ren's improved version of TIPS surgery gives this "terminal disease" a high probability of complete recovery.
Zheng Ren recalled the woman's face yesterday and smiled slightly.
"Boss, when can I perform two more surgeries?" Professor Rudolf Wagner followed and expressed his extreme dissatisfaction with Zheng Ren for bringing Liu Zewei to the stage.
The number of patients is limited, and both Professor Rudolf Wagner and Yanag Zewei are like little beasts waiting to be fed and need the experience of countless surgeries.
Use surgery to improve the technology to a certain level, and then use a large number of surgeries to stabilize it.
Based on their age, it is estimated that reaching the master level would be the limit.
Zheng Ren listened to the professor's dissatisfied question to himself and smiled, "The community hospital will be built soon, and you will be responsible for all the European and American experts who come to study."
"Oh my God, boss, your generosity can illuminate the entire universe!" Professor Rudolf Wagner said excitedly.
Being able to beat all his colleagues, the professor was particularly interested in this. He had forgotten that his previous goal was to be beaten by Zheng Ren for a few surgeries and to improve his skills.
"Yiren, what did your dad say yesterday?" Zheng Ren saw Xie Yiren busy, so he walked over and asked in a low voice.
"I didn't say anything. My mother likes you very much and says you are silly." Xie Yiren said with a smile.
Zheng Ren scratched his head.
It's normal to be stupid. Zheng Ren has a correct understanding of his performance yesterday.
"Then Uncle Ning... what does your father think?"
"He said that you act too honest, but in fact you are dark inside." Xie Yiren said with a smile.
"..." Zheng Ren didn't expect that his father-in-law would give him such a comment.
"Let me translate it. I'll see if I scare you." Xie Yiren said, "It's just that you have a little beast in your heart and you need to be disciplined."
Zheng Ren nodded repeatedly.
Yiren is right!
"Hurry up and go watch the movie, the operation will start soon." Xie Yiren urged, fearing that Zheng Ren would always be worried about his own affairs and delay the operation.
After a few silly laughs, Zheng Ren hugged his arms and went to watch the movie. His habit was still the same as before. He didn't look at the film twice before the operation and simulated the operation process. He always felt that he was not confident.
The patient lying on the operating table was a little timid. He carefully looked at the people around him and asked, "Doctor, can I get off the stage alive?"