Zheng Ren woke up early and felt refreshed.
Sitting at the dining table on the first floor, watching Xiao Yiren making breakfast in a set of pajamas with cartoon dog patterns, Heizi squatted beside him, and Hachi Hachi was also waiting for his meal.
There is nothing more quiet and beautiful in life than this.
"Have you washed your hands?" Xie Yiren asked.
"Wash it, Heizi and I have washed it." Zheng Ren slapped randomly and laughed.
"There are 6 surgeries today, will you follow me?" Xie Yiren didn't notice Zheng Ren's idiom and asked about today's work.
"I'll sit down and watch. Fu Gui'er and Lao Liu can do it." Zheng Ren said: "Hepatobiliary has admitted another patient with liver cancer. He will have embolization today and surgery in two days."
"It's quite busy. Can you come down at noon?" Xie Yiren asked.
"Definitely." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "If there is no time, I will kick Fugui'er down, and it will be over in a few minutes."
They said they should write a love song quickly, which would be appreciated by both refined and popular people...
While Zheng was chatting, Zheng Ren's cell phone rang.
"Lao He, what's going on so early?" Zheng Ren asked gently after answering the phone.
It was a bit strange for Lao He to call himself so early. But Zheng Ren didn't think about anything else. Lao He was just an anesthesiologist, what else could he do
But when Lao He opened his mouth, Zheng Ren was stunned.
"Huh? It's impossible."
"Okay, you wait for me in the CT room, I'll take a look right away." After Zheng Ren said that, Huo stood up suddenly.
"What's wrong with Lao He?" Xie Yiren was frying eggs, and the aroma was already wafting out.
"Lao He gave someone an epidural anesthesia, and the patient developed paraplegia of both lower limbs after the operation." Zheng Ren said hurriedly, then turned and went upstairs to change clothes.
“…”
After a few minutes, Zheng Ren changed his clothes and ran down to put on his shoes. Su Yun followed behind and complained: "What happened to Lao He? In all these years, I have never heard that an epidural can paralyze someone."
"Bringing food to you?" Xie Yi asked.
"No, just eat early at noon." Zheng Ren waved his hand casually and ran out.
Taking the elevator downstairs, the two of them ran all the way to the hospital.
In the past few days, I have formed a habit. After eating in the morning, I go to the community hospital to see the postoperative patients, and then go to 912.
There was no time today, so the two of them ran straight to the CT room.
Lao He stood at the door of the CT room very confused.
He was unshaven and looked down and out.
Zheng Ren saw that Lao He was a little sluggish and sighed.
It doesn't matter who the patient is. Not to mention Director Mao, even ordinary patients will feel so regretful when encountering this kind of situation that they will not be able to relax for a year and a half.
Not to mention that this kind of thing will trigger punishment, even revoking the medical license.
"Don't panic, I'll take a look at the movie." Zheng Ren said.
"Boss Zheng... I..." Lao He almost cried when he saw Zheng Ren and his face as honest and honest as a mountain.
Full of grievance.
"Promiscuous." Su Yun said scornfully: "I put my words here, it can't be your business!"
Lao He had tears in his eyes.
"How many interns are fine with epidural anesthesia, so how can something happen to you? How old is the patient?" Su Yun asked.
"Director Mao of the Department of Science and Education..." Lao He said, wiping away his tears.
Although Zheng Ren knew the situation, he was as silent as Su Yun at this moment and walked quickly into the CT room.
There was still an hour before work, and the reading room was empty.
Zheng Ren found a machine and pulled out Director Mao's film.
The high-density shadow of chest segments 8-9 is so eye-catching.
Zheng Ren and Su Yun originally thought it was a tumor in the spine, but problems arose due to the surgical attack.
In this case, Lao He can be freed from the charge of medical malpractice.
But…
At first glance, the image at that location is a standard image of bleeding, and there is no need to doubt it.
Su Yun was silent.
The black hair lies on his forehead, listless, and occasionally floats slightly as if he is tired of getting out of bed. But then, he continued to lie down honestly.
Zheng Ren looked at the image without blinking.
"Boss Zheng, look..." Lao He stooped. He was a smart man. The moment he saw the image, he had already felt the changes in the auras of Zheng Ren and Su Yun.
His heart has actually sunk into the bottomless abyss.
"Lao He..." Su Yun sighed and shook his head slightly.
Zheng Ren said nothing, staring at the film.
After 12.35 seconds, Zheng Ren suddenly asked: "Lao He, where did you insert the needle?"
"Chest 12 - waist 1." Lao He's voice has become hoarse.
Now thinking back to the epidural anesthesia he had done last night, even he was not sure whether he had touched a blood vessel.
"Logically speaking, even bleeding caused by anesthesia cannot appear at this location." Zheng Ren said calmly: "But the strange thing is that the images show that it is indeed fresh bleeding."
This is a bit cruel, but it must be said clearly.
Otherwise, if we give Lao He a hope, will he be slapped when the whole hospital has a consultation
Will he also go up and kick me when the time comes? !
Lao He's waist was bent a little more, his face was deeply wrinkled, and he looked 10 years older in an instant.
"Su Yun, take Lao He to smoke a cigarette." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.
"And you?"
"I'll watch the movie again."
Su Yun took another look at the film. It was indeed bleeding and there could be no mistake. Lao He... It's over this time.
As for this matter, if things go wrong, it will be enough to revoke the doctor's license.
When you are a doctor, you have one foot in the door and one foot outside. It is really not nonsense.
Although these are normal complications, anesthesia bleeding may occur due to a vascular malformation.
However, if something goes wrong, who will forgive the anesthesiologist
If he were a family member, he would definitely not think that it was a vascular malformation problem, but would be filled with hatred and want to kill Lao He.
"Let's go, Lao He, smoke a cigarette to refresh yourself." Su Yun smiled and said, "It's not a big deal, just get over it."
Lao He lowered his head and bent his waist. His hair was slightly gray and his beard had grown a little.
There is nothing worse than being down and out.
Fate is so unfair. A month ago, Lao He might not have been so sad and disappointed. Anyway, I am just a salty fish. I am almost 50 and still working small shifts.
Even if you are kicked out of 912, as long as your medical certificate is not revoked, you can make a living anywhere.
However, I had just gone on a mission with Boss Zheng and had been arrogant in Nanyang. After returning, he went to the Affiliated Hospital of Imperial Medical University to rescue Taiwan. This was the peak of Lao He's career.
Looking back on what happened a few days ago, it feels like a dream.
I thought my fortune would turn out well, but I didn't expect another thunderbolt to strike above my head.
This time, he was beyond redemption.
Lao He lowered his head, looked at the ground, and walked away with Su Yun unsteadily.
Zheng Ren watched the film indifferently, reconstructing it in his mind.
64-slice CT three-dimensional imaging, vascular CTA, MRI...
He didn't care about the mental loss and was rebuilding like crazy.