No one caught up to ask anything, even though Boss Zheng’s statement was so unimaginable.
But he finally said that the sedative medication could be replaced, which was a good idea. The fault tolerance rate is quite high. Even if there is something wrong with Boss Zheng’s statement, it will not cause other harm to the patient.
So, after a short period of silence, the ICU started to get busy again.
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After changing clothes and going out, Zheng Ren and Su Yun walked back to the interventional department.
"Boss, why do you want to read the manual?" Su Yun asked.
"Huh?" Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun doubtfully.
"I thought you had memorized everything." Su Yun said with a smile.
"I have an impression, but it's not very clear. I never thought of it before the investigation. In the end, all other drugs were ruled out, and only propofol was left. It had to be propofol." Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"Tsk, tsk."
"When I was in Haicheng, Director Xia of the Department of Gastroenterology met a patient with gallbladder stones."
"Are they using antibiotics metabolized by bile?" Su Yun said disdainfully: "Don't mention this kind of example, it's too common."
Indeed, the chances of problems with biliary-metabolized antibiotics are definitely not the same as the chances of urine discoloration with propofol.
One is one in thousands, and the other is one in hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands. Is it possible to compare
Although clinically speaking, they are collectively referred to as rare complications.
Zheng Ren suddenly felt something in his heart. This situation was similar to his own. Although collectively referred to as the pinnacle level, his current interventional surgery skills can still make further progress.
It's like a comparison of two rare complications.
I looked at the time, it was past six o'clock. It's still early, but the timing is a little awkward.
Going home for dinner seems like too little time. But you always have to eat breakfast, and there are also ward rounds at the community hospital.
Alas, the feeling of being tormented by others is really bad. Zheng Ren has been gradually changed by life without knowing it. The "sequelae" left in Haicheng's emergency department were gradually cured.
Only those deep-rooted things are left, which may never get better in a lifetime.
Back in the interventional department, Lin Yuan was concentrating on writing medical records in the office.
"Eh? Why are you here so early?" Su Yun asked as he strode in.
Lin Yuan was very attentive. Although Su Yun didn't speak loudly, he was still startled.
His ponytail swayed and he looked up, it turned out to be Boss Zheng and Su Yun. Lin Yuan put his hand on his heart and said unhappily, "Don't you know how to knock on the door when you come in?"
"Why are you talking? The door is open. Do you think you are at home?"
"Scared me."
"What are you doing? Why are you here so early?" Zheng Ren asked as he walked into the office.
"Writing medical records, the format of domestic medical records is different from that outside, so many habits need to be changed." Lin Yuan said, bringing his fingers to his mouth again.
Zheng Ren grabbed a stethoscope on the table and hit the metal frame on Lin Yuan's radial process.
Snapped…
"Unhygienic." He said lightly.
Lin Yuan was in pain and looked at Zheng Ren angrily.
His own father wouldn't hit him, so why should he!
But after Zheng Ren took the shot, he looked around as if nothing was wrong and said, "Let's go to the community hospital to check it out."
"Where's breakfast?"
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it."
"Why are you here so early?" Lin Yuan asked as he calmed down his anger, diverted his attention.
"There is a postoperative patient in the ICU who developed green urine." Zheng Ren replied casually and turned to leave.
"Boss Zheng, wait a minute!" Lin Yuan reacted very quickly and shouted immediately.
"Keep your voice down, this is the ward." Su Yun said with a smile.
"Green urine? How was it diagnosed in the end?" Lin Yuan asked.
Zheng Reng just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Su Yun.
He smiled happily, sat down on the computer on the side, opened a document, and started typing.
"I'll give you your medical history, surgery, medication, and give you another three hours to make a diagnosis. Forget it, you probably won't be able to solve the problem in three hours. When you have the answer, come to me." Su Yun said, knocking keyboard.
His hand speed was extremely fast, and the keyboard made a crackling sound, like playing a piano sonata, with some special rhythm.
The monotonous sound of typing on the keyboard is actually somewhat pleasant.
In a few minutes, Su Yun wrote a summary of his condition, printed it out and gave it to Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan held the A4 paper, surprised by Su Yun's hand speed, and curious about the source of the green urine.
After looking at the brief introduction of the disease, she habitually brought her hand closer to her lips.
Snapped…
"you!"
"It's not hygienic. You should check it first. We'll go to the community hospital for ward rounds." Zheng Ren had turned around and left, and the last few words had become much more ethereal.
Lin Yuan angrily looked at the condition written on the A4 paper, and soon forgot about being hit twice by Boss Zheng.
The medical history is simple, the medication is simple, and the laboratory tests directly rule out all the diagnoses I suspected.
What the hell is this problem
Lin Yuan took the A4 paper and looked at it carefully. Time passed by bit by bit. She completely forgot about everything around her and thought about countless possibilities in her mind.
Subconsciously, his fingers came close to his lips again.
Before he even bit his fingernails, Lin Yuan felt a slight pain in the radial protrusion of his wrist, as if he had been knocked.
Lin Yuan was a little annoyed when he woke up from his concentration.
Is there a psychological shadow after being beaten twice? This is not right!
From a psychological point of view, I have silently acknowledged Boss Zheng's rough management style in my heart.
Or to put it in human terms, I am already scared.
She raised her hands forcefully and bit her nails. It seems that by doing this, he can resist Boss Zheng's violence.
But the moment she bit her finger, Lin Yuan felt a little uneasy, and she subconsciously looked around.
Alas, Lin Yuan sighed inwardly.
Where does green urine come from? She tried to turn her attention back to the brief summary of the disease written on the A4 paper.
After thinking for a few more minutes, Lin Yuan still had no clue. She was going to ask her relatives and friends for help.
As for the group of relatives and friends, the first thing that definitely comes to mind is my dad. The big boss in the United States is probably off work at this time.
At Harvard, it would be a very serious mistake to disturb BOSS from enjoying his family life.
Lin Yuan was certain that if he was "harassed" because of a piece of green urine, he would never even think about seeing a smiling face when he returned to Harvard.
"Dad, are you up?"
"I'm writing a medical record and I've encountered a problem. Please help me consult."
"He's a patient in the ICU here. Don't ask so many questions. I'll take a picture and send you a brief summary of the condition."
"One hour, help me find the answer. It's time to test your ability!"
"Right? You always brag to me about how powerful your hospital's technology is. Now it's your turn to show it to me."
So, Dean Lin received a seemingly simple, but S-level mission while having breakfast.