"I'm going to have a live broadcast surgery tomorrow. I need to take a good rest today. Editor Tang, I'm sorry." Zheng Ren politely declined Tang Xiu's kindness.
Looking at Zheng Ren's leaving figure, Tang Xiu was stunned.
A photojournalist with a camera in his hand said angrily: "Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf and doing live broadcast surgeries? You are just a small doctor in Haicheng. When you come to the imperial capital, you think you have gone to heaven?!"
Tang Xiu frowned and raised her hand to stop the cameraman from speaking.
Live broadcast of surgery? Or in the imperial capital? Doctor Haicheng who was invited to the Imperial Capital for surgery? This seems like an excellent news topic!
If it's true, that's fine.
Tang Xiu then asked: "Do you know any doctor here?"
There were three people in the group, and another reporter raised his hand and said: "My high school classmate is a doctor in the internal medicine department of this hospital."
"Contact him immediately and go find him." Tang Xiu did not hesitate, and was not at all unhappy about being rejected by Zheng Ren.
"Editor Tang, what's going on?" The man was also a little dissatisfied with Zheng Ren's attitude and was nagging.
"Stupid!" Tang Xiu stretched out his hand and hit both of them on the back of the head. "I know the level of Dr. Zheng. When my father was taken to the hospital by the 120 ambulance, his blood pressure could no longer be measured. He went to the emergency room. Surgery was done and my father was transferred out of the intensive care unit the next day.”
"Editor Tang, I know this. But our goodwill has been expressed clearly enough. They are turning their cold butts on our warm faces." The photographer said strange things one after another.
"That's not what I'm talking about." Tang Xiu mused, "What I mean is that Dr. Zheng is very skilled. Maybe he was actually invited to the Imperial Capital for surgery."
"Editor Tang, I'm not telling you, you are too whimsical. Just think about it, is it possible for us in Haicheng?"
"After asking around, it's definitely true. Otherwise, if we come here with all our strength and go back empty-handed, it's hard to explain." Tang Xiu explained with workplace experience, and then he convinced the two temporary subordinates.
After making a phone call and contacting their classmates, the three of them hurried to the respiratory medicine ward of the third residence.
In the afternoon, physicians are busy. The three of them did not want to be disturbed, so they stood in the corridor and waited quietly.
Tang Xiu was not idle either, mobilizing his connections in the imperial capital to search for the traces left by Zheng Ren in the past few days.
The world is like a mountain apart. Without a doctor, it is really difficult to understand these things.
There was no movement on Tang Xiu's side very quickly, and there was no clue at all. The photographer looked impatient, but Tang Xiu was higher than him no matter how much he said, so no matter how reluctant he was, he could only stand in the cold wind of the imperial capital and smoke one cigarette after another.
It wasn't until after get off work in the evening that the doctor originally from Haicheng came out with a tired and apologetic look.
"Old classmates, are you here for a visit to the imperial capital? If you don't have any work, won't you even remember me?" The doctor reluctantly cheered up and made a few cold witticisms.
"Didn't I hear that in the injury medical case a few days ago, one of the doctors who was present at the rescue was from Haicheng? Let's come over and take a look and look for news topics. You also know that now that we are promoting positive energy in society, this kind of topic is more It’s easy to get good grades.” The doctor’s classmate said with a smile.
"Then wait until I get off. I'll treat you to dinner tonight, and we'll chat while we're there."
Not to mention, you really found the right person.
The doctor was obviously interested in the topic of the interview with Tang Xiu and the others. He hurriedly changed his clothes and ran out in casual clothes.
It was getting dark, so a few people didn't go far, so they found a familiar restaurant nearby, asked for a private room, and started chatting while eating.
"I'm also curious about when such a talented person came out of Haicheng." After the doctor sat down, he said: "Early on the morning of the incident, I accompanied my boss to the outpatient clinic. The scene scared me. One jump, it was so bloody.”
Several people in Tang Xiu looked at each other, bloody? What could be bloody
"I first went to the inpatient department and changed into white clothes, and then rushed to the outpatient department. On the way, I saw a flat cart rolling over, and someone was clearing the way in front of me, just to save some time.
As soon as I saw it, I knew it must be a serious emergency. But I’ve seen this kind of thing a lot, and I don’t feel anything at all. Just tell me, there will never be a day when no one dies in the hospital. "The doctor opened his chatterbox and talked non-stop.
Several people apologized. They were all veterans of the wine table. They knew how to make the atmosphere lively and not awkward. This was a very good balance.
"Later, when the flat car passed by me, I was shocked. The blood dripped from the flat car for free all the way. This is not the key. The key is that there was a person kneeling on the flat car, trying to stop the bleeding with his bare hands! "
"What is hemostasis with bare hands?" Tang Xiu asked.
"Dr. Fang was stabbed through the liver, diaphragm, and lungs... Let's put it this way, the amount of bleeding in one minute can cause shock, and five minutes can cause death. If Mr. Zheng hadn't made a prompt decision, I'm afraid Fang would have died. The doctor has burned his head for seven months now, and by this time next year, the grass on the grave will be as tall as the person."
Tang Xiu pictured the image of Zheng Ren kneeling on the flat car in his mind, as if he had gone back to the day when his father's liver hemangioma ruptured and he fell to the ground.
For just a moment, my whole body trembled.
Not scared, but excited.
The doctor didn't realize it yet and continued: "My eyes are very sharp. I saw at a glance that Mr. Zheng's left shoulder was still bleeding. He was probably injured, so he wanted to go up and replace him. Unexpectedly, he kicked me on the chest. It still hurts."
"So violent?" The doctor's classmates were surprised.
"Oh, this is not violence. I was just anxious. When I saw people in white clothes on the flat car, and the one who stopped the bleeding with bare hands was a man in civilian clothes, I subconsciously wanted to go up and help. If it were me, don't look at my doctor After graduation, I have read about using bare hands to stop bleeding, but I don’t know where the portal arteries and veins are and how much force to use,” the doctor said.
"What happened next?" Tang Xiu continued to ask.
"It is said that Dr. Fang not only suffered from bleeding, but also had tension pneumothorax. You can check this on the Internet for yourselves. I will not explain it. Mr. Zheng used a syringe needle to exhaust air and stopped the bleeding with his bare hands, and then sent Dr. Fang alive to the operating room. .”
"It's amazing..." Tang Xiu didn't realize Mingli, his eyes were full of love.
"By the way, we met Dr. Zheng in the afternoon. He said that there will be a live broadcast of surgery tomorrow? Do you know about this?" asked the doctor's classmate.
"That's not clear. As you know, we are so busy every day that we have to do scientific research and promotions. Some of us don't even dare to date each other."
"Why?"
"I don't have time to accompany you. Where did you meet Mr. Zheng?"
"Interventional Department."
"I'll call and ask, wait a moment." The doctor immediately took out his phone and looked for the address book.
Speaking of this "gossip", he asked a few questions and felt curious, so he simply called over the interventional surgeon he knew.
Soon, Tang Xiu and the other two people were excited.
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