There is no end to the number of patients in the emergency department. After Zhou Litao finished treating one patient, more patients came.
It wasn't until the emergency surgeon finished his meal that he was replaced.
Zhou Litao said hello and asked Zheng Ren and Su Yun to change clothes.
Su Yun told Zhou Litao about the diagnosis he had just made of the old man. Before leaving, Mr. Zhou made a special statement about this patient to the emergency surgeon.
The three of them went out and picked up a car.
Zhou Litao was holding his mobile phone in his hand. He had just finished calling a taxi and looked at the phone in a daze.
"What are you looking at?" Su Yun asked.
"This car..." Zhou Litao felt helpless and handed the phone to Su Yun and Zheng Ren.
The remarks are very clear - the wife's seat is exclusive. If you have a large number of people on the bus, you can transfer to other vehicles. Sorry.
"Tsk, tsk." Su Yun said, "Mr. Zhou, look at this person, and then look at you!"
"Me?" Zhou Litao was in a daze.
"You are kneeling down so carelessly!" Su Yun said, "If you care half as much as I do about someone, you can have ten or eight of them in your hands, let alone one girlfriend."
“…”
Zhou Litao tasted Su Yun's words carefully.
"Back off, it's too crowded for the three of us to sit in the back seat." Su Yun said as he took out his cell phone and dialed another car.
Cui's family lives in a community near the Third Ring Road. The community is relatively old and was built more than 20 years ago.
After arriving at the community and getting out of the car, Zhou Litao led Zheng Ren and Su Yun through the community.
"Mr. Zhou, do you really not need to bring anything?" Su Yun asked. It seemed that the two of them had communicated before, but Zheng Ren did not have such a thing in his mind.
"Mr. Cui doesn't like it. He thinks it's all a waste." Zhou Litao said, "I'm used to it. I come empty-handed and sometimes I can get a meal."
He didn't smile when he said this, his expression was slightly serious.
Zheng Ren judged from Zhou Litao's mood that Mr. Cui's situation might not be very optimistic.
When they arrived at Cui's hometown, the nanny opened the door and Zheng Ren and his party walked in.
The house is very simple and there is no one else except the nanny. Mr. Cui was lying on the bed, feeling a little depressed.
His system panel was very red, but it didn't give any clear diagnosis.
Zheng Ren knew that Mr. Cui was getting old.
Seeing Zheng Ren and others coming, Mr. Cui cheered up a little. Zhou Litao helped him sit up and leaned his back on the bed.
"Xiao Zheng, have you been busy recently?" Mr. Cui asked.
"Okay, okay, I haven't seen you visiting the doctor these days. I asked Mr. Zhou and he said he had a cold." Zheng Ren tried to make the situation as light as possible.
"It's not a cold, it's an old man." Cui Lao knew very well that his energy was average, but his thinking was still very quick, and there was no sign of confusion.
"How old are you? There are many old people over a hundred years old now." Su Yundao said.
"No kidding, we medical people have to admit the objective facts." Mr. Cui said calmly, as if he was giving a diagnosis every time he saw a patient. It didn't seem like he was talking about his own situation at all.
"The nervous system can still keep up, and the blood supply to the brain is sufficient, so that's fine." Mr. Cui smiled lightly, "The heart, liver, and kidneys are all aging slowly. Maybe a cough will make them go away." ”
"Don't say that." Zheng Ren had a very bad feeling.
However, Mr. Cui's condition cannot be cured by medicine or stone. Unless technology advances, all the organs in the body will be replaced.
Or there is a setting that often appears in science fiction movies such as metal skeletons, so that Mr. Cui can live for another few decades.
But no one can solve the problem of brain aging now. There are even very few relevant scientific research reports, and it belongs to a no-man’s land.
"Xiao Zheng, Xiao Su, Xiao Zhou, you have been doing clinical work for about ten years, and you have seen quite a few patients." Mr. Cui said: "If you can sneeze, people will leave. That is a blessing, a great blessing. .”
Everyone was silent.
For people like Mr. Cui who have taken a dim view of life and death... very few people can do such a thing.
Mr. Cui is truly open-minded, Zheng Ren thought to himself.
"I am old and have many children and grandchildren. They can come and see me after get off work. What else can I ask for? There are some things that I can't let go of. I have collected some data for many scientific researches, but I don't have time to sort them out. ." Mr. Cui sighed slightly.
Zheng Ren didn't dare to answer.
This is the point that maintains Mr. Cui's vitality. Living is just a thought.
He answered immediately and stopped thinking about it. Maybe Mr. Cui would pass away with a smile on his face.
"Mr. Cui, please don't say that." Su Yun blew in with a smile, his black hair flying in front of his forehead, "We are all little idiots, we don't know much about scientific research. You have to hurry up and go back. At least tell us what your thinking is."
"Nonsense." Mr. Cui laughed, "You have published a lot of literature reports in New England and The Lancet."
"That's all just to fool the foreign devils, it's useless." Su Yun said.
"You are trying to fool me, an old man." Although Mr. Cui's body could no longer hold on, his brain was still very good. He knew exactly what Su Yun was thinking, "If you don't say anything else, you The intrauterine interventional surgery performed with Boss Zheng is a big deal."
As he spoke, Ms. Cui seemed to be more energetic and began to ask her about the key points of intrauterine interventional surgery.
What kind of patients are suitable? What should we pay attention to during surgery? What should we pay attention to when searching for puncture points with B-ultrasound
Every step was asked about the most important nodes, and Zheng Ren answered them one by one.
It seems that Mr. Cui also has a deep understanding of intrauterine interventional surgery. If his body had not been unable to support it, he would definitely have tried it.
But now, time has passed and taken away the vitality of life. Mr. Cui can only express the ideas in his heart.
Zheng Ren didn't expect that when he came to see Mr. Cui, he was talking about surgery and diagnosis.
It is estimated that Mr. Cui has spent all his efforts on clinical work throughout his life. Even when the oil ran out, he still didn't look around.
When it came to the technical points of intrauterine interventional surgery, neither Su Yun nor Zhou Litao could say anything.
Zheng Ren was worried about Mr. Cui's health. Although he looked better when he talked about the surgery, this was the most terrifying thing.
If it weren't for the fact that the color of the system panel hadn't changed much, Zheng Ren would have been worried that Mr. Cui was returning to his old ways.
After talking for half an hour, Zhou Litao couldn't help but interrupt several times. Mr. Cui took a long breath after asking the last question.
"Xiao Zheng, I heard that the obstetrics and pediatrics departments have already started preparations?"
"Well, let's make relevant preparations first and then study it together." Zheng Ren said very politely.
Mr. Cui closed his eyes. The inquiry just consumed him too much.
After a few minutes, Cui Lao suddenly said: "Xiao Zheng, I have something to ask you."