"Who are you asking about?" Zheng Ren was also curious and asked with a smile without feeling embarrassed.
"Isn't this a hospital in the imperial capital that you asked about?" The patient's family members were a little embarrassed, scratched their heads, and said: "It's a difficult disease, and we don't dare to treat it in Haicheng... If we delay it, we will regret it. lifetime."
Zheng Ren understood, smiled, and nodded.
"My family contacted Mr. Wang from the General Surgery Department of the 912 Hospital. Mr. Wang said that you helped him solve a big problem when he was participating in scientific research in the imperial capital." The patient's family member said: "Mr. Wang said that he did not understand this disease. As long as you are here, there is no need to seek further consultation with him. I listen to you, it must be right."
Mr. Wang? Zheng Ren tried hard to remember, but he couldn't remember what Mr. Wang from the general surgery department looked like.
I just remember that I happened to meet a patient with pj syndrome at that time, and I went on stage to help him perform the operation.
A bowl of intestinal polyps, these are Zheng Ren's impressions of Mr. Wang.
If this is the case, then prepare for surgery.
Zheng Ren smiled and comforted the old man a few more words, and then received a call. The preparations in the operating room were complete, and Su Yun also rushed back.
Just as Zheng Ren was about to leave the room, a patient's family member hurriedly called to Zheng Ren.
"Mr. Zheng, please wait a moment."
"Huh?" Zheng Ren turned around.
"This is a little tribute from the family, please accept it." The patient's family members stuffed a red envelope into Zheng Ren's white coat pocket and held Zheng Ren's hand tightly to prevent him from taking it out.
Zheng Ren was helpless and took a look. There were other patients in the room, and the pushing and shoving was not good-looking.
Zheng Ren smiled and refused desperately.
Seeing Zheng Ren accept the red envelope, the family felt relieved.
The patient has already been sent to the hospital, and Zheng Ren has no time to deal with the money. I felt the thickness of the red envelope and estimated it was 2,000 yuan.
For a general surgical operation, this is already a lot. But for Zheng Ren's position...if the family knew about it, the money would be too little.
"Zhong Min, here is a red envelope. I have to go on stage and don't have time. Please help me run a trip and pay the hospitalization fee." Zheng Ren threw the red envelope in front of Zhong Min's eyes.
Zhong Min was startled for a moment, a little confused.
"Mr. Zheng, are you unsure about the operation?" Zhong Min asked worriedly.
"Surgery? No problem. Just remove a section of the intestine and then anastomose it. It's very simple." Zheng Ren said.
"That… "
"I'm not short of money. This money is hot to hold. Please hurry up. If it's late, my family will think there is something wrong with the operation." Zheng Ren thought of another possibility and warned.
Although Zhong Min couldn't figure it out, he could just do what Zheng Ren asked.
Su Yun sent the patient away, and Zheng Ren slowly went up to change clothes.
When Zheng Ren changed his clothes and entered the operating room, Chu Yanzhi had already completed the anesthesia and Su Yundu had begun disinfection.
Zheng Ren brushed his hands on the stage, helped Su Yun finish laying out the sheets, and the operation began.
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After the patient entered the operating room, the patient's family members waited anxiously outside the operating room.
Within a few minutes, Zhong Min came to the waiting area of the operating room.
"Who paid the patient's hospitalization deposit?" Zhong Min asked.
"Don't I have enough money?" an older man stood up and asked.
"This is the red envelope you just gave to Mr. Zheng. Mr. Zheng asked me to pay the hospitalization fee." Zhong Min smiled, "This is the deposit ticket. You must bring all the deposit tickets with you when you leave the hospital, otherwise you will not be able to complete the discharge procedures. .That’s it, I’m going down first.”
After speaking, Zhong Min handed the deposit ticket to the patient's family and turned to leave.
The red envelope was not sent out... The family suddenly panicked.
What the hell is this rhythm? This is because the surgeon did not grasp the rhythm of successful surgery at all!
If you can succeed, who wouldn't accept the thick red envelope? Why did you pay the hospitalization deposit before you even went on stage
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
"Mr. Zheng looks very young. Can the surgery be done?"
"The doctors in the Imperial Capital say it's okay, so it's probably fine."
"Don't be fooled by the wrong person. Although he looks honest and trustworthy, he is still too young. He probably hasn't even graduated for a few years."
"Yeah, I also think I recognized the wrong person. Otherwise, why didn't you accept the red envelope?"
The more he talked about it, the more nervous the family became. Finally, one family member said: "I know someone who is a close friend of the director of the general surgery department. How about letting him take a look."
"Is this... okay?"
"At a glance, it's nothing. If the operation doesn't work, don't we have a helper? My dad is getting older, and it will probably be too late to find a helper after the operation fails."
With that said, it’s settled.
After many twists and turns, asking people to ask for help, and making nearly ten phone calls, I was able to contact Director Sun.
The family members who contacted him looked a bit ugly. After finally finding Director Sun, he didn't say anything on the phone and went straight to the general surgery department.
When they were drinking and bragging, they talked about how close they were, and if they had anything to do with Director Sun, they actually made so many phone calls.
He definitely didn't have much face left, so he was going to give Director Sun a red envelope so as not to lose all his old face.
When Director Sun heard that it was Zheng Ren's surgery and his family wanted to ask him to take a look, as expected, his head shook like a rattle.
Are you kidding? Zheng Ren slapped you in the face and you haven’t slapped him enough
Go to the viewing platform? Fortunately, Zheng Ren said that as long as he didn't provoke him, he usually wouldn't show his teeth. But the assistant next to Zheng Ren...
Damn it, how can there be such a fucked up person in the world.
When he thought of Su Yun, Director Sun shook his head even more fiercely.
I am not afraid of raising my blood pressure and causing cerebral hemorrhage.
"Director Sun, look..." The family members were also dumbfounded, and they were full of words, but they didn't expect that Director Sun wouldn't even take a look.
"Mr. Zheng is having an operation, do you still need to watch? You should go back quickly. At this point, the operation is probably completed." Director Sun refused firmly.
face? I am not very familiar with the person I am looking for. Because of him, he wanted to go up and hurt others. Director Sun would never do this kind of thing.
"Director Sun, the elderly at home are getting older, aren't we, the children, worried?" The patient's family member took out a red envelope from his pocket. Judging from the thickness, it should be worth a thousand yuan.
I passed by the small supermarket in the courtyard when I came here with the red envelope, and bought it as an idea.
"What are you doing!" Director Sun stared, his whole body full of righteousness.
"This is the sentiment of our family members." The patient's family members are also veterans, so they don't care about what is righteous or not.
Half push and half give, want to refuse but welcome again.
Anyway, in the end, the two of them were arguing and pretending not to know where the red envelope was.
"Let's take a look. I happen to have something to talk to Mr. Zheng." Director Sun stood up with an upright look, straightened his white clothes, and said.
"Sorry, Director Sun." The patient's family finally felt relieved and looked at the time. Only thirty-five minutes had passed before they were pushed into the operating room.
Deducting the anesthesia time, it is estimated that the operation has just begun.
everything,
It’s still too late.