Zheng Ren stepped down and Su Yun applied pressure to stop the bleeding.
"It went very well." Director Pan said with appreciation when he saw that the operation went very quickly and was completely different from last time.
"It's okay." Zheng Ren smiled, "The plug is relatively strong. There may be symptoms such as pain and nausea after the operation, so just give the medicine accordingly."
The last sentence was said to Chang Yue, who was guarding the operating room.
Chang Yue readily agreed.
Although she did not understand interventional surgery, she could still understand the final tumor perfusion disappearance on the image.
The successful operation means that Sister Yun may live for more than half a year, which is undoubtedly good news.
Zheng Ren and Director Pan went to change clothes and returned to the ward, answering the old director's questions about intervention.
Zheng Ren did not get impatient about many very simple questions, but explained them clearly and clearly in plain language.
Old Director Pan was very happy, while Zheng Ren was surprised that he still had such a strong desire for knowledge at such an old age.
"Director Pan, why are you so interested in intervention?" Zheng Ren was also a man who couldn't hold two ounces of sesame oil in his belly, so he asked directly as he thought of it.
"As I get older, I can't learn it. Even if I learn it, I can't get on stage. But the means that can save people are all good." Director Lao Pan said: "Sometimes I unconsciously think that if I could do it earlier, With this kind of technical means, how many fewer people would have died."
Zheng Ren was silent.
He guessed that Director Pan was thinking about the blood-stained battlefield.
If the current conditions, interventional methods, deep vein puncture, surgical resection, etc. had been available back then, many fewer people would have died.
Pity.
However, Zheng Ren didn't know how to comfort old Director Pan, so he could only remain silent.
"When you go to the Imperial Capital, you must seize the opportunity." Old Director Pan, standing next to Zheng Ren, kept nagging: "Your level is high enough, and you need a better platform to show your original value. Haicheng, City No. 1 Hospital , this platform is too small.”
"What should we do in the emergency room?" Zheng Ren asked casually. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he guessed what Director Pan was going to say.
I'm so stupid.
"Without you, the earth wouldn't stop spinning?" Old Director Pan scolded him lovingly.
The two fell silent afterwards.
Director Lao Pan went directly to the agency and said that he wanted to change his qualifications for interventional surgery to the emergency ward as soon as possible.
Zheng Renze returned to the emergency ward. As soon as he arrived in the corridor, he saw several people in black clothes carrying a coffin and being busy in the corridor.
That old man passed away
Zheng Ren quickly took two steps to see the situation.
The white-haired aunt had tears in her eyes, but her behavior was still gentle and decent. When she saw Zheng Ren walking over quickly, she bowed slightly and said, "Dr. Zheng, thank you."
"Auntie, this is too polite. I can't bear it." Zheng Ren said quickly: "The old man is gone?"
"Well, let's go." The voice was soft, like the light rain in early spring, falling without leaving a trace, "It's very quiet, I didn't suffer, it's good."
Zheng Ren felt a little regretful, but there was nothing he could do. If he could arrange a single room so that the old man could leave peacefully, he had done his best.
"Thank you very much. My son will come back from the United States in two days. After handling the funeral, he will come back to say thank you."
"Anyone need help?"
"No need to trouble you." The gentler the white-haired aunt's tone became, the more uncomfortable Zheng Ren felt inside.
It was years of upbringing that allowed Auntie to restrain the huge sadness deep in her heart and talk to herself calmly. Such people are undoubtedly a warm part of this world.
After sending the peaceful old man away, Zheng Ren looked at the empty ward and felt a little empty.
Although they didn't get along for a long time, only one day, the scene of reading Xiang Yu's annals next to the bed last night still echoed in front of Zheng Ren, and he could not forget it for a long time.
That's fine. After a long time, Zheng Ren shook his head and comforted himself.
Life and death matter, as long as you don't suffer any sin.
Soon, Chang Yue and Su Yun came down with Zheng Yunxia, accompanied by Xie Yi and the Chu family sisters, with great momentum.
A family member of the patient looked strange and asked Zheng Ren curiously: "Mr. Zheng, which big leader is this? There are so many people escorting him."
Zheng Ren was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Not the leader."
"Don't be kidding, Mr. Zheng, isn't it possible for a leader to have so many people following him? I think he is at least a department-level cadre, or his family is very rich. I saw the patient yesterday. He is quite low-key and unobtrusive. .”
Zheng Ren cursed in his heart that there was no landscape in the first place and nothing to show.
But there was no need to explain these words in detail to the patient's family. Zheng Ren was not the kind of person who was willing to gossip. He just smiled and then carried Zheng Yunxia to the hospital bed.
After the operation, there were no adverse reactions for the time being.
Zheng Yunxia was a little excited and said to Zheng Ren: "Mr. Zheng, I saw that the tumor has completely disappeared."
Because the interventional patient is under local anesthesia, he or she is conscious during the operation. As long as he looks slightly to the left, he can see the doctor's image screen.
Generally, after one or two interventional surgeries, conscientious patients have basically become half-professionals, and at least they can still make judgments on tumor images.
Zheng Ren said with a smile: "The embolization was successful this time. You may feel uncomfortable after the operation. Remember to turn your head to one side, otherwise you may have sudden nausea, vomiting, or suffocation. If you feel pain again, tell Chang Yue and let her Give you painkillers."
"I feel a little sick now." Zheng Yunxia described her current situation seriously.
"Metoclopramide 10 mg intramuscularly," Zheng Ren ordered.
Chang Yue responded, turned around and went out to give the doctor's orders, asking the nurse to administer the medicine.
For Zheng Yunxia, meeting Chang Yue and Zheng Ren on a snowy night opened another door in life.
There is always a way out, that's what it's like.
Zheng Ren also knew that Chang Yue was too embarrassed to bother him and was thinking of finding a job for Zheng Yunxia, such as cleaning the emergency ward.
Because the emergency ward has just been established, the health workers are not fixed yet. They are all sent from other wards to support. If old Director Pan is willing to say a word, this matter will not be difficult.
Chang Yue has troubled Zheng Ren many times. She also has an accurate assessment of her mother's heart. She can no longer trouble Zheng Ren. She has to do this herself.
But Chang Yue, who can get along with patients like a family member, will change his face once he faces the leader, becoming unfamiliar and distant. I don't know which type of rare personality type this belongs to.
After the intramuscular injection of metoclopramide, Zheng Ren observed the dressing of the puncture point and found no bleeding. There is also a salt bag placed on the pressure bandage, which can be removed after six hours to help stop bleeding.
After finishing his work, Zheng Rengang wanted to go back to the office to read a book. He saw two men in tattered clothes guarding the door of the office. They didn't know what was going on.