After a simple bite of noodles, Zheng Ren contacted Dr. Liang and went to the CT room to review the patient's films again.
After all, there was a breakthrough last night. Although there is no quantitative standard, Zheng Ren feels that this matter is worth at least 100 skill points. The patient's films need to be reviewed again to ensure that tomorrow's surgery will be perfect. There are also some unclear doubts, and Zheng Ren wants to figure them out.
It wasn't until the evening that all the films of the seven patients were completed. Zheng Ren was also a little tired and invited Dr. Liang and Feng Xuhui to have a meal together.
This time Feng Xuhui didn't let Zheng Ren pay the bill and rushed to hand over the money.
During this period, Su Yun got a call, saying that he was looking for Zheng Ren for dinner. Zheng Ren refused without thinking.
After all, I am injured. If I have to endure another night, do I still need to have surgery tomorrow? Moreover, in Zheng Ren's world, eating and drinking is a waste of time, when he has to do his own business, isn't it
Zheng Ren also had a deeper understanding of Su Yun. No wonder when people come to the imperial capital, they are familiar with all kinds of people of similar age. Zheng Ren can't stand just this social interaction.
In Haicheng City No. 1 Hospital, Zheng Ren found it hard to imagine that a cynical guy like Su Yun could have such a side.
Dr. Liang was sent away, Feng Xuhui was sent away, and everything finally calmed down.
Recalling yesterday's thrilling experience and today's sudden enlightenment, Zheng Ren felt as if he was in another world.
only,
This thrilling feeling,
The less
The better.
And that kind of sudden enlightenment,
more,
The better.
Not daring to get water on the injured shoulder, Zheng Ren simply washed himself, nestled comfortably on the bed, and read a novel on his mobile phone.
It wasn't until his cell phone hit his face that Zheng Ren was so sleepy that he turned off the light and went to sleep.
Sleep until dawn.
My whole body ached, the heat was rolling under the quilt, and I felt unspeakably uncomfortable.
Zheng Ren woke up feeling uncomfortable and felt as if he had a fever, and his heart sank.
I glanced at the time, it was already six o'clock in the morning. He picked up the phone, thought about it, and called Feng Xuhui instead of Su Yun.
"Hello, Manager Feng." Zheng Ren felt that his voice was weak.
"Well, I really feel like I have a fever. Could you please bring me a thermometer and some antipyretics."
"OK, thanks."
Zheng Ren recalled that he judged his condition and believed that he caught a cold because his body tissues were overly excited when he rescued Fang Lin the day before yesterday, and he was blown away by the north wind while wearing a coat. It is not a stress-induced heat reaction caused by local infection due to trauma.
It's just a cold, Zheng Ren thought.
But a cold is also very uncomfortable. My joints all over my body feel sore and painful, and my head feels dizzy.
So sad…
Feng Xuhui was very fast. In less than twenty minutes, there was a knock on the door.
Zheng Ren struggled to get up and opened the door for Feng Xuhui.
Feng Xuhui was startled when he saw Zheng Ren's appearance. His face was sallow and his energy was listless. He was nowhere near the state he was in yesterday when he was concentrating on watching a movie.
I took my temperature and it was 38.6 degrees Celsius. Feng Xuhui boiled a pot of hot water for Zheng Ren, took antipyretic medicine, asked the front desk for a dry quilt, and replaced it with dry sheets and quilts for Zheng Ren to cover himself with to sweat.
"Mr. Zheng, please don't go for the surgery today." When he said this, Feng Xuhui's heart ached.
He hoped that Zheng Ren would have the best chance of getting the surgery.
In this way, all your work will not be in vain.
He was even thinking last night that after Mr. Zheng really came out on top, he felt proud in the company.
But looking at Zheng Ren's listless appearance, Feng Xuhui knew that even if Zheng Ren went to the operating table, he probably wouldn't be able to complete the operation.
This was not appendicitis. After a few minutes of cutting, Xiaoxiao slapped the scalpel on the sterile drape on the side of the patient's leg. Then step down and leave everything to your assistants.
Interventional surgery involves wearing dozens of kilograms of lead clothing.
For most people, wearing a lead suit, one or two hours is barely enough, but any more would be hard to say. Zheng Ren's fever has reached 38.6 degrees Celsius. If he undergoes surgery wearing a lead suit, will he die on the stage
Moreover, Mr. Zheng saw the film yesterday and it seemed that there were seven patients.
In his current state, he definitely couldn't survive, and Feng Xuhui felt a little sad.
After a while, Su Yun got up. Seeing Zheng Ren's appearance, he was not depressed, but happy.
Sometimes he wants Zheng Ren to take the lead and suppress the arrogance of Jin Yaowu and others, but sometimes he doesn't want Zheng Ren to have surgery and go back to Haicheng with him.
This person's thoughts are too extreme, and they change very quickly, like needles under the sea.
"If the operation can't be done, I'll tell Professor Pei right now. Just rest and recuperate. When you get better, I'll take you to some fun places for a walk, and then return to Haicheng."
"..." Zheng Ren didn't understand why Su Yun didn't want to have surgery on himself.
It was definitely not out of jealousy or anything like that. Zheng Ren could vaguely sense the pride in Su Yun's heart. This guy must have thought that no matter how strong he was, as long as he was given a period of time, he would be able to surpass him.
It must have been when he saw the sharp knife stabbing Fang Lin the day before yesterday that this guy was stimulated again. When the meeting came again, his competitive spirit was just a momentary impulse, and he soon became depressed.
Maybe, after returning home, this guy will quit his job and open a pet hospital.
Zheng Ren shuddered suddenly at the thought of Su Yun resigning.
Normally I don't think this thing is that important, but after the operation, critically ill patients don't have this sissy sitting beside the bed, holding a pen and paper in his hand, with black hair floating on his forehead... Zheng Ren felt as if something was missing.
And now I am used to having such an assistant during surgery.
It must be a habit, people, that's how it is.
"I can still save him." Zheng Ren said a rare joke. It was colder than the wind blowing from the north.
The joke was so cold that Su Yun's expression turned stiff.
"You have such a fever, why bother? Just lie down." Su Yun said fiercely.
If a girl heard Su Yun's fierce words, her eyes might turn red and she would turn into a whiny monster.
But Zheng Ren was the type who couldn't bend, so he didn't feel anything at all. He just smiled and said: "The problem of big butts is actually taken seriously."
"That's crazy. I'll contact Professor Pei." Su Yun was angry.
"Don't say goodbye yet." Zheng Ren said, "I'm half recovered after sweating. After the operation, I think everything will be healed."
“…”
"You should do some exercise and lie on the bed so that the recovery will be slower." Zheng Ren said seriously, "Don't disturb me. I'll sweat a little, eat in a while, and prepare for the operation."
"By the way, what time is the appointment?"
"At half past seven, the institute." Su Yun's face was expressionless. He knew that even if he told Professor Pei, he wouldn't be able to stop Zheng Ren from going to the institute directly.
This idiot!
"Okay, get up at seven o'clock." Zheng Ren finally decided.
At seven o'clock, under the influence of antipyretic drugs, Zheng Ren broke out in a sweat and his mental state seemed better.
But facing the dazzling breakfast brought by Feng Xuhui, Zheng Ren had no appetite.
He forced himself to eat a few breakfast items as if taking medicine.
Because he had experience in nitrite poisoning rescue, Zheng Ren did not want to embarrass himself in front of the big names in the world, such as the Imperial Capital and the Magic Capital.
If I really fainted on the operating table... it would be great fun.
So he ate something reluctantly.
Feng Xuhui was a little panicked. Seeing Mr. Zheng acting like this, could it be that he disliked the breakfast he bought for not being delicious? His limited social experience cannot give him a correct judgment.
After breakfast, Zheng Ren changed into a pair of dry underwear and put on the coat expressly delivered by Xie Yiren. He came to the research institute with Su Yun, who had a face as droopy as a donkey, and Feng Xuhui, who was cautious all the way.
Although it was less than half past seven, most of the doctors had already arrived, including several old professors.
When Professor Pei saw Zheng Ren coming to the institute, he waved, "Zheng Ren."
In order to make his expression not ugly, Zheng Ren squeezed out a smile, came to Professor Pei, bowed and said hello.
"I heard that you encountered that bad incident the day before yesterday?" Professor Pei became a little angry when he thought of yesterday's incident.
Things like empathy are inevitable. Whenever they encounter this kind of thing, the medical community will always put themselves into the perspective of the victim.
"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded.
"I heard what they said. You performed very well and were injured." Professor Pei comforted Zheng Ren, "That's it for today's surgery. Don't go through it."
Zheng Ren immediately said: "Professor Pei, I'm fine."
"Young man, don't be brave."
"It's really okay." When Zheng Ren just said this, Su Yun suddenly answered the phone at the side, and then came to Zheng Ren with a strange expression, "Old Zhao is looking for you..."