When I returned to Haicheng City No. 1 Hospital, it was just past the time to get off work.
Zheng Ren first reported to Director Pan, and then called Xie Yiren.
Xiao Yiren has gone home. On this day when Zheng Ren was away, it was very quiet and nothing happened.
This was taken out by Su Yun again and sprayed. With Conan's physique, there are a lot of patients everywhere.
Zheng Ren ignored him, changed his clothes, and started checking the ward with Su Yun.
The ward was very quiet. The female patient admitted yesterday who was getting married and was diagnosed with terminal liver cancer was not in the ward.
There was no intravenous drip either. It was the most normal thing for the patient not to be in the ward, so Zheng Ren was not surprised.
Arriving at the innermost ward, Professor Rudolf Wagner was sitting on the bedside of the patient as before he left, without any signs of fatigue.
"Fuguier, how is the patient's condition?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Boss, you're back! You miss me so much!" Professor Rudolf Wagner made an exaggerated expression and stood up to give Zheng Ren a big hug.
"I'm asking you a question!" Zheng Ren scolded in a deep voice, and then the professor remembered that this was Haicheng.
"Boss, the patient is in very good condition and has no complaints of any discomfort." Professor Rudolf Wagner reported to Zheng Renhui: "I think we can remove the urinary catheter early tomorrow morning and try to see how he urinates."
"It's a bit early on the second day after the operation." Zheng Ren directly denied the professor's statement, "It will take at least three days. You can try it early on the fourth day."
"Okay, boss." Professor Rudolf Wagner considered the problem from the perspective of a scientific researcher. He just wanted to collect first-hand information. In the worst case, he would have to replace the urinary catheter.
Zheng Ren considered the problem from the perspective of a clinician. Even if the embolization surgery was performed very well, it would take at least three days for the hyperplasia of prostate tissue to become necrotic before there would be a qualitative change.
After setting the general principles, Professor Rudolf Wagner reported to Zheng Ren all the changes in the patient's vital signs and urine output after surgery.
With everything clear to his mind, Zheng Ren left the ward.
Professor Rudolf Wagner had to stay in the ward in person. This patient was extremely important to him, and the professor wanted to get all the data first-hand.
Back in the office, Zheng Ren said hello to Chang Yue, who was on duty, and found a computer to sit down.
Zheng Ren retrieved her information and saw that the 64-slice CT three-dimensional reconstruction had been completed, and his head suddenly became enlarged.
"Su Yun, I want to do reconstruction."
"Boss, why don't you buy yourself a machine?" Su Yun squirted, "You've been dealing with the CT room for so long, and you don't even try to get in touch with me. You just rely on me to scan your face?"
Zheng Ren was sweating profusely. What Su Yun said seemed to make a little sense.
"I've made a note of it, and will strengthen the connection with the CT room when I have time." Zheng Ren said, "Take a look and see if you can do it tonight or tomorrow."
"Why are you so busy?!" Chang Yue became unhappy, glared at Su Yun and scolded.
If there was anyone Su Yun didn't dare to criticize, then Chang Yue definitely occupied a spot.
Chang Yue's eyes would make Su Yun cringe. This has been proven by facts.
There was no other way, Su Yun smiled sarcastically, he couldn't drink her, so he had better not bring trouble to himself. If she was really desperate, Chang Yue would treat herself to dinner in the evening, but in the end it was still boring.
Picking up the phone, Su Yun started to make contact.
Zheng Renze began to look at the patient's various laboratory indicators.
Alpha-fetoprotein is 2000+, and the liver function seems to be pretty good, but indicators such as bilirubin and total bile acids are starting to be a little high.
This means that the liver ducts are damaged under the infiltration of tumor tissue.
The overall indicators are pretty good. Except for the liver, there are no signs of metastasis yet.
Then just wait for the opportunity to go to the CT room to do a 64-slice CT three-dimensional reconstruction, and then perform surgery on the patient.
"Boss, you are so lucky. Sister Zhao is working overtime. Let's go there in half an hour." Su Yundao said.
"OK."
"Don't forget to find time to thank Sister Zhao." Su Yun warned.
Zheng Ren doesn't have to care about the sophistication of people, but Su Yun must care about it. This is what a perfect assistant must do.
"I know." Zheng Ren raised his head, thought for a moment, and said, "Go and see the patient with a penetrating injury."
There was still half an hour, so there was no point in going too early, so Zheng Ren and Su Yun went to the ICU to take a look.
After getting off the elevator and before reaching the ICU, Zheng Ren heard a noise coming from the door of the ICU, as if someone was arguing about something.
The ICU is the department responsible for wiping the entire hospital's buttocks. The cost is extremely high. Many patients' families will object to the medical expenses of 10,000 yuan a day and a night after entering the hospital.
It's normal to be noisy, but it's abnormal not to be noisy.
Turning the corner of the corridor, Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment.
A young man who looked very familiar was kneeling on the ground. In front of him were two middle-aged people, a man and a woman. They were talking to the doctor in the ICU.
Zheng Ren slowed down and walked over.
"Let's give up, that's it." The middle-aged man said indifferently: "Where is the signature form? I can't read, can I just press my thumbprint?"
"Uncle, please, don't give up." The young man knelt on the ground, frightened to the extreme, his voice trembling, "I'm going to borrow money, I don't need to take money from home, I really don't need it, not even a penny."
Zheng Ren suddenly felt cold and shuddered involuntarily.
"Young man, it's useless. Besides, what does it have to do with you?" A look of disgust appeared on the middle-aged man's face, as if the young man in front of him had delayed his business.
"Uncle, please don't give up, don't sign, I'm going to borrow money right now!" the young man begged with tears streaming down his face.
"Do you think I don't want to treat her?" The middle-aged man said indifferently: "She has been sick since she was a child. The doctor in the town looked at it and said she won't live to be 30. Since this is the case, let her Just fend for yourself."
Zheng Ren shuddered again.
From the inside out, my heart felt cold.
Su Yun's eyes narrowed, his eyes were like daggers, and he looked at the man who spoke.
"Uncle, please!" The young man knelt on the ground and had no other choice. He knocked his head down with a bang.
There were other family members of patients hospitalized in the ICU watching, and everyone had unbearable looks on their faces.
"What's going on?" Zheng Ren came to the ICU doctor and asked in a low voice.
"They are the parents of a girl with congenital heart disease." The look on the ICU doctor's face showed her attitude. "After contacting them, they immediately told them to give up the rescue."
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"It is said that they came with the car from the funeral home in their hometown. Now they have to extubate the tube and carry the person back and burn him."
The severe cold shrouded, heavy snow was flying, and the wind like a small knife picked up the snow, flying in Zheng Ren's heart.
Then it turned into ice,
fall,
It hit Zheng Ren's heart.
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What a senior who works in the south said was not his personal experience, but what he heard regretfully from other doctors while drinking. It's been a few years, and I still think of it occasionally. Doctors are really helpless when it comes to this kind of thing.