Wang always showed a hint of embarrassment when he was hospitalized.
The corner of Su Yun's mouth immediately showed the kind of smile that Zheng Ren was familiar with, making him want to slap him in the mouth when he saw it, and asked: "You haven't done it before? Do you feel unsure?"
Mr. Wang rubbed his hands, smiled awkwardly, and acquiesced to Su Yun's statement.
"Boss, have you done this?" Su Yun asked.
Zheng Ren thought for a while, and it was true that he had never done it before. However, the task of being in the same robe with his son that he had completed before gave him 1 day to complete the task, and it only took 2 hours to complete.
If you go to the system operating room to learn it, it probably won't take long.
Do you mean that you have done it well, or that you have not done it well
Zheng Ren, who always tells the truth, is in trouble.
Seeing Zheng Ren's silence, Mr. Wang knew that diagnosing this rare and difficult disease was one thing. It could be done after seeing it and remembering it.
But treatment is another matter.
A clear diagnosis does not mean that it has been treated.
"No trouble, I'll go up and try. If it doesn't work, just ask the boss." Mr. Wang said.
Su Yun didn't know what Zheng Ren was thinking, so he patted his injured shoulder lightly, with a moderate intensity that caused pain but did not affect the wound.
Zheng Ren was confused.
"I have a question for you, boss." Su Yun was unhappy.
Mr. Wang was dumbfounded. What the hell was happening. If it were you, would you dare to talk to your boss like this? I'm afraid that if the boss doesn't kick me away, I won't be able to get ahead in my life.
Brother Yun is awesome,
Boss Zheng has such a good temper.
I guess this boss is just for fun, Mr. Wang thought to himself.
"I understand a little bit." Zheng Ren said: "Don't reach out and watch the viewing platform. If you have any questions, let's study it together."
Mr. Wang suddenly had a better impression of Zheng Ren.
This boss is young but definitely not arrogant. He was really afraid that Su Yun's boss would have a bad temper with Su Yun and just go up and do the surgery.
If that were the case, I would be shameless!
"Then thank you, Boss Zheng." When Mr. Wang saw Su Yun wanted to speak, he immediately followed Zheng Ren's words and responded, "I'll call the operating room and prepare for the operation."
Mr. Wang let Zheng Ren and Su Yun into the office and went to work on his own.
If Zheng Ren's judgment is correct, the patient's intestines are probably necrotic. In fact, there is no difference between strangulating intestinal obstruction and intussusception, which I previously judged. Both require surgical removal of a section of the intestine.
The earlier the surgery is performed, the shorter the necrotic intestine is removed, and the faster the patient recovers after surgery.
Time waits for no one, they are all in the circle, and no one is picking on themselves at this time.
Su Yun had a mobile phone in his hand and was fiddling with it. Zheng Renze looked at the scenery from a distance from the window.
The surgical building is very tall, so you can see far.
The classic curved shape of the Chinese bottle can be clearly seen, and Zheng Ren likes it very much.
"After searching on the Internet, this disease really exists." Su Yun suddenly said.
Zheng Ren nodded.
"You are a young doctor from Haicheng, where did you learn this?" Su Yun's questions were always very direct and sharp.
"You'll know it after just one operation, wouldn't you do the same? I'm just a little bit stronger than you. After a while, if you go to open a pet hospital, you will never be able to surpass me in this life." Zheng Ren did not hesitate. He quarreled back.
Although he knew that Zheng Ren was using this as the simplest and most simple way to provoke a general, the flame of fighting in Su Yun's pupils had been ignited by Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren took a glance and grinned when he saw Su Yun looking like a bull angered by the red cloth.
What a young man, with a hot temper.
When thinking about this, Zheng Ren seemed to have forgotten that he was still a few months younger than Su Yun.
A few minutes later, Mr. Wang printed out the preoperative explanation, called the little patient’s parents to the office, and began to explain the condition.
Su Yun noticed that the young patient's father also had a mole on his mouth, but there didn't seem to be one on his hand.
But when Mr. Wang asked him if he had a history of intussusception, the young patient's father gave a negative answer.
Doesn't it mean genetic inheritance? How is this going
He glanced at Zheng Ren and saw that Zheng Ren was also observing the little patient's father, looking up and down. Su Yun could even "detect" the heat emitted by Zheng Ren's brain running at high speed.
"Boss Zheng, what's going on?" Su Yun leaned over and asked in a low voice.
"After the operation, tell the patient's family that they will have time to do a colonoscopy."
Su Yun nodded subconsciously, guessing that the patient's father had mild symptoms, so he did not suffer from intussusception.
Although it is not heavy, there are probably a lot of intestinal polyps. This kind of polyps may become malignant and should be removed as soon as possible to avoid future troubles.
After the explanation was completed, Mr. Wang contacted by phone. The patient had completed abdominal CT and was on his way back.
Mr. Wang opened a workstation on the computer, entered the medical record number, found the CT image that the patient had just completed, and asked him to hurry up and get the gastric tube and urinary tube in place so that he could undergo surgery.
The CT image is very typical of intussusception, and some polyps can be vaguely seen scattered in the intestine.
Of course, this was deduced after Zheng Ren explained it in advance.
If you don't know about pj syndrome, you can't make such a judgment.
"Boss Zheng, that's amazing!" Mr. Wang watched the video and exclaimed: "I heard yesterday that you rescued Fang Lin, inserting a syringe needle into the chest to exhaust air, and pinching the liver hilus with your bare hands to stop the bleeding. I thought you were awesome, but I didn't expect it. Your diagnosis of difficult and complicated diseases is even better."
Although the words were vulgar, at this moment, Mr. Wang felt that he could not express the deepest respect in his heart without using any curse words.
Of course, if you were an old professor, you wouldn't say that even if you respect him. After all, Zheng Ren is still a few years older than Mr. Wang, and is younger than him.
If you are younger than yourself and stronger than yourself, then there is nothing to say.
What else can I say besides being awesome? Do you want to challenge yourself with jealousy? Isn't that seeking death? Mr. Wang is not that stupid.
Mr. Wang has always believed in this saying that disobeying superiors is a crime.
"You're welcome." Zheng Ren said lightly.
Within ten minutes, the patient was wheeled back. The nurse skillfully placed a gastric tube, urinary tube, and intravenous access for the little patient, and the patient was hurriedly pushed to the operating room.
"Boss Zheng, Brother Yun, let's go up." Mr. Wang said very politely.
Several people came to the dressing room of the operating room. The aunt who managed the door of the dressing room was very dissatisfied with Mr. Wang for bringing an "outsider" into the surgery.
But when she heard that Zheng Ren was the doctor who saved Fang Lin yesterday, she immediately became enthusiastic.
"That kid Fang Lin, your life is miserable. You said you usually do your job honestly, why did you end up in such a big trouble?"
The aunt in her fifties was chattering while throwing a bunch of keys to Mr. Wang and Su Yun each. There are two keys on the key chain, which are for the shoe cabinet and the wardrobe.
Then she opened a small drawer next to it, identified the number, took out a string, and handed it to Zheng Ren.
Mr. Wang glanced at it and said with a smile, "Boss Zheng, you are so proud of yourself."
"Huh? How do you say that?" Zheng Ren was puzzled.
Su Yun also took a look, shook his head and said, "The janitor aunt is notoriously difficult to talk to. She usually has to say as much nice things as she can to bring interns. Today is great, I will give you a director-level cabinet. "
The so-called director-level locker refers to the kind that is of moderate height and does not require bending or stepping.
As for professors... they have their own separate lockers.
Such is the class divide in the operating room.