"Who are you looking for?" Zhong Min asked as he was closest to the door.
"Hello, it was the emergency department that asked us to come to see General Clinic Zheng." The man said, "My wife was diagnosed with acute appendicitis and said he needed to be hospitalized for surgery."
"Oh, Mr. Zheng?" Zhong Min called Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren glanced up and saw the woman's diagnosis of acute appendicitis marked on the system panel in the upper right corner of his field of vision.
Then just accept it. Although Zheng Ren doesn't want to do any work now, the patients have already walked to the door, so it won't work if he doesn't accept it.
"Hello, come with me for a physical examination first. If the diagnosis is clear, go through the hospitalization procedures. What tests were done in the emergency department? Let me take a look." Zheng Ren put down the water glass and stood up.
He took the patient and his family to the treatment room and conducted a physical examination on the patient.
The patient's symptoms of acute appendicitis are typical but not severe. There was obvious tenderness in the right lower abdomen without rebound tenderness and muscle tension.
In the outpatient information, the routine blood test values were also consistent with Zheng Renhe's judgment.
It was Zhong Min's turn to admit the patient. She wrote a hospitalization ticket for the patient. The patient's lover went to pay the money and go through the hospitalization procedures, while doing pre-operative preparations.
Since the patient is only allowed to fast for three hours, the work is not urgent and will have to wait.
If it hadn't been for an emergency in the house, it would have been safer to fast and drink.
Soon, the patient's lover went through the hospitalization procedures, and Zhong Min started to make pre-operative instructions after giving the doctor's orders.
The patient and his wife are both intellectual and polite, and they obviously understand the evolution of appendicitis and the various complications of surgery.
The entire communication process was very smooth. Zheng Ren suddenly thought, how great it would be if all patients were like this.
When signing, the man took out a pen from his bag. The fonts looked like flying dragons and flying phoenixes, which were very nice.
This is really a cultured person. Everyone in the office, except the professor and little Oliver, were busy in sighing.
Professor Rudolf Wagner is carefully studying each frame of the 64-slice CT three-dimensional reconstruction without any distractions.
As an assistant, little Oliver was not as flawless as Su Yun. He spent most of his time looking around curiously, trying to learn as much as possible about the ancient and mysterious Eastern world.
The professor attaches great importance to tomorrow's surgery, and it can even be said that he is desperate.
After all, given his status, wouldn't he come all the way to China just for the surgery tomorrow
As for the tip surgery, it was an unexpected bonus.
After the patient signs, he returns to the ward for preoperative preparation, skin preparation, needle embedding, etc. Zhong Min writes medical records and has a lot of written work to complete.
Maybe for a case of appendicitis, the actual operation time for Zheng Ren would only take 5-10 minutes. But text work will take at least a few hours.
But Zheng Ren could completely ignore this now. He refused Professor Rudolf Wagner's invitation to discuss the case.
I found a sunny window, held a glass of water, and sat quietly in the sunshine, enjoying the short silence.
God knows what else will happen in the afternoon and evening!
People can't stand being tense all the time. Zheng Ren feels it is particularly necessary to relax himself appropriately.
In the office, everyone was busy. Zheng Ren rested quietly for a while, and then went to the ICU to see the postoperative patients.
The patient was relatively stable. With such a severe penetrating injury, it was already a miracle that he could make it off stage alive.
As usual, Su Yun sat beside the patient's bed, recording various data, adjusting the order of infusion and rehydration, and the application of various drugs.
The black hair lies on the forehead, which is wet with sweat and pressed by the sterile cap.
The patient's parents were squatting by the wall at the entrance of the ICU. They were speechless. The man put his arms around the woman and prayed in sorrow.
Zheng Ren did not comfort them, but left silently.
At this time, what they need is not the comfort of strangers, but that their children can get out of the ICU, at least be pushed out alive, and be called parents.
Zheng Ren remained silent all the way, his mood never getting better.
He walked quickly, wanting to return to the office in the emergency ward, bathe in the winter sunshine again, and drive away the unhappiness in his heart.
But when he returned to the ward, he saw Zhong Min nervously flipping through the medical records.
"Where did it go? Where did it go?" Zhong Min muttered quietly as he flipped through the pages.
"Huh? What's wrong? Zhong Min." Zheng Ren asked curiously.
Zhong Min was born in internal medicine, and like Chang Yue, he could write medical records countless times better than those in surgery.
But there are differences between the two.
Chang Yue is good at communicating with people, while Zhong Min is less willing to talk and has more delicate thoughts.
"Mr. Zheng, the preoperative signature is missing!" Zhong Min said anxiously.
However, after all, the patient has not yet been sent to the operating table, and it was not discovered after surgery. There is still room for remedy.
"You've been sitting here, why did you lose it?" Zheng Ren was also surprised.
"The paper is still there, but the signature on it is gone." Zhong Min found the piece of paper that was given before the operation from a pile of cases and handed it to Zheng Ren to read.
There was Zhong Min's signature on it, and there was also time. Zheng Ren hadn't had time to sign. Usually, the superior doctor would sign it before he was discharged from the hospital. Otherwise, just signing would waste a lot of time every day.
However, this pre-operative statement did not contain the patient’s signature or the words agreeing to the surgery!
Zheng Ren frowned and looked through it repeatedly. He could faintly see scratches from a hard pen on the paper, but there was no writing on it.
He took the pre-operative instructions and walked to the sun and looked at it.
This time I could clearly see the consent for the operation and the dragon-like signatures of the patient's family members.
There is something wrong with the pen!
Zheng Ren realized it in an instant.
"Mr. Zheng..." Zhong Min was timid and almost cried from fear.
In fact, it's not a big deal, but if you meet a pretentious person and ask him to sign again, there may be disputes.
Zheng Ren comforted Zhong Min and said, "It's okay. There is something wrong with the patient's family member's pen. I'll go talk to him."
"Mr. Zheng, will everything be okay?" Zhong Min burst into tears.
"No, I'm not even on the operating table, what's the problem?" Zheng Ren said with a smile: "Don't worry, if anything happens, I'll be there to take care of it. I can't bear it, there's still old Director Pan above." What?"
When it came to Director Pan, Zhong Min finally felt relieved.
Zheng Ren sat down at his desk and asked Zhong Min to find the patient's lover.
This kind of thing is all about momentum. If Zheng Ren went to find it by himself, the momentum would be weak.
Soon, Zhong Min came to the office with the patient's family members.
The patient actually bent over and followed him.
Zheng Ren smiled and asked them to sit down.
"The signature you just signed has disappeared." Zheng Ren tapped the pre-operative instructions with his finger, keeping a gentle smile on his face, "It's the pen you just used, there may be something wrong with it."