After another ten minutes, the patient's condition gradually stabilized and he was sent to the ICU for care.
Lao He did not go with him. After all, he was not in his own hospital. It was enough to stay on the operating table. An anesthesiologist could do the work of sending the patient back.
"Boss Zheng, thank you for your hard work. Let's have a meal together." Dean Lin was in a good mood.
As long as he doesn't think that Lin Yuan's isolation suit is as wet as if it was fished out of the water, he will be happy.
After all, the operation was successful and the damn PICC catheter was successfully and smoothly removed.
"No, Dean Lin." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "I still have something to do, I still have something to do, please forgive me."
Su Yun felt a little surprised.
Although my boss doesn't like eating very much, he won't strongly refuse some important meals.
After successfully rescuing Taiwan, isn't it normal for the cancer hospital to treat you to a meal? Staying for a meal, communicating and bonding, everyone would think so.
What's going on today
Dean Lin invited him to dinner, but he refused so happily that he didn't seem to have thought about it.
"That's fine. Today's surgery was too hard. Boss Zheng will definitely appreciate it some other time." Dean Lin didn't feel angry, but said politely.
Why are you so angry? Seeing that my girl's hands are shaking from exhaustion, I guess Boss Zheng won't be much better.
This is the burning of the small universe.
It seemed that it was not easy for Boss Zheng to perform this operation, Dean Lin thought to himself.
It turns out that he also has his limits. Thinking of this, Dean Lin was startled for a moment, and then looked at Professor Zhong.
Thousands of emotions turned into a wry smile.
They sent Boss Zheng's medical team downstairs and said many kind words. When Dean Lin saw his girl preparing to get in the car, he was startled for a moment, then leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going home yet?"
"Dad, come here for surgery. I haven't written down many medical records." Lin Yuan said with a smile.
Her hands were still shaking, but she didn't really care. After all, he is young and can recover quickly.
“…”
"You go back first. I'll go home after I finish writing the medical records." After Lin Yuan finished speaking, he got into the car with his ponytail swung.
Dean Lin watched the two cars fly away with mixed feelings.
Everyone knows that clinicians are busy. But seeing others busy and being busy yourself are two different concepts. Watching other people's children have to write medical records after surgery and not having enough to eat is completely different from my own child who is hungry and has to write medical records.
But what can Dean Lin say
The area of his psychological shadow has already caught up with the size of his own office.
Not to mention covering a person, there is no problem even finding a place to sleep.
After taking a look at the patient after surgery, he found that his condition was stable, but he was not offline yet. Finally, Boss Zheng told me that it must be confirmed by a professional ICU doctor before extubation.
A big thing happened, and Dean Lin drove directly home.
Entering the house, the food smells delicious. Dean Lin's heart felt warm. When he had just watched the operation, all the large amounts of adrenaline and dopamine secreted by his body disappeared.
After changing his shoes and clothes, he saw his lover sitting on the sofa knitting a sweater, so he sat down at the dining table with a smile, "I'll see if I can make something delicious."
"Put it down. Do you want to eat first before the girl comes back?" Dean Lin's lover glanced at him and said coldly.
“…”
The warmth and excitement of Zijia just now disappeared.
Dean Lin touched his stomach and said distressedly: "Isn't it enough to just drink a bowl of porridge?"
"No." Dean Lin's lover said, "What time is it? The two of us are out in the wild, and neither of us knows how to go home! Look at what I've done to you, girl!"
"Isn't this an emergency?" Dean Lin was hesitating whether to tell his lover about Lin Yuan's visit to the Imperial Capital for cancer.
You can say it, but not the details. If she knew that her isolation gown was soaked with sweat, she would cry for three days.
"I just called the girl. She said that she just went to your place for emergency surgery and now she's back to 912 to write medical records."
"Yeah." Dean Lin said absently.
"Tell me, what are you guys working so hard for every day?" Dean Lin's lover said with some distress: "You are young and don't know how to pay attention. How can you treat stomach problems after you are thirty?"
"Nothing, just take stomach medicine." Dean Lin said smoothly.
The next second, a ball of wool came over.
"You old bastard, aren't you your biological girl?" Dean Lin's lover said angrily.
"Hey, it's not like you don't know what kind of temper this girl is." There was no possibility that Dean Lin would eat first before seeing her, so he had no choice but to pick up his phone and send a message to Lin Yuan, then sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.
"What kind of surgery is going on today? Why do we still need to call the 912 people?" Dean Lin's lover asked while wearing a sweater.
"An out-of-town patient's PICC tube fell off and fell into his heart."
"Did you have surgery on your girl?" Dean Lin's lover said.
"Um."
"Girl has really grown up, Lao Lin. Any surgeries that your unit can't do, you have to ask girl for." Dean Lin's lover said with a smile.
"The one I'm looking for is Boss Zheng." Dean Lin corrected.
"Isn't that girl also undergoing surgery?"
Dean Lin knew that nothing he said now would work, as his wife had already preconceived the idea. In her mind, her girl is the most powerful.
In fact, Dean Lin was also very proud, but when he thought of the sweat on the front and back of the girl's isolation suit, he felt panicked.
"Old Lin, why aren't you happy?" Dean Lin's lover asked doubtfully, "If the girl is not in your hospital, she is not your biological child?"
"Oh, today's surgery was too tiring, and the girl's hands are all..." Dean Lin was absent-minded, and lost his mind as he spoke.
He realized he had said the wrong thing and stopped.
But my wife's sharp eyes were fixed on her, like a knife.
"Hand, what's wrong?" Dean Lin's lover asked.
"I'm a little shaken from exhaustion." Dean Lin said helplessly.
"You..." Dean Lin's lover suddenly stood up, gave him a vicious look, put down his sweater, and walked to the kitchen.
"Uh, what are you doing?"
"Give the girl food!" Dean Lin's lover said, "You old man can't die from hunger. When you see that the girl's hands are shaking with fatigue, you don't drag her back to eat. Is your hospital so inhumane? "
"That's 912..." Dean Lin retorted quietly, not daring to let his wife hear it.
Dean Lin's lover packed up the lunch boxes and thermos buckets, packed them full, and left in a hurry.
Dean Lin looked at the cold home, his stomach growled and screamed.
He felt that he had been greatly hurt. Boss Zheng looked gentle, but in fact he had a domineering and ferocious smile falling from the sky. A huge psychological shadow filled the three rooms and one living room.
How much work does the girl have to do? How many surgeries does Boss Zheng have to do in a day? Dean Lin was also a little curious.