"Uncle Ning..." Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment.
How can there be any reason to call yourself uncle when you first meet? However, this man looks to be in his forties, elegant and steady. He should look younger than his actual age, so he won't be disadvantaged by calling him Uncle Sheng.
"Uncle Ning, how to get to the interventional operating room?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Go inside. The dean is sitting on the first floor. Doctors from all over the country must register with him." Xie Ning looked at Zheng Ren and studied it carefully.
This kid is a bit honest and has a lot of experience, but he also has a heroic spirit.
Not bad, a bit interesting.
Zheng Ren was stunned by Xie Ning. Did he know him? Zheng Ren, who was in the advanced stage of face blindness, couldn't remember where he had seen this person before.
But listening to his words, it seemed that he had never seen it before, maybe he had admitted his mistake.
"Okay, let's go then." Zheng Ren was a little frightened by the sight, and turned around to tell Su Yun to get ready to leave.
"I'll take you there." Xie Ning smiled, dusted himself off, and walked into the hospital.
Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment, then saw that Su Yun's expression was a little strange, so he followed him and asked in a low voice: "Su Yun, what's wrong with you?"
"Boss, don't you think this person looks familiar?" Su Yun wasn't sure. Everyone was covered in dust and looked dusty, just like everyone else.
"Well, it looks familiar, but I can't remember it," Zheng Ren said.
None of this is important. The surgery is about to begin. This is the most important thing.
Xie Ning took the two of them to the lobby on the first floor, which is about 100 steps away from the entrance of emergency patients. In the middle of the hall, there was a row of tables, with several people sitting behind them.
"Here." Xie Ning pointed to the person in the middle, and then took half a step back.
Zheng Ren strode forward and said loudly: "Hello, are you the director of Pengxi Township Hospital?"
"My surname is Lin, just call me Director Lin. Young man, thank you for coming. Where does this registration come from? What is the specialty of the doctor's license? What type of surgery are you going to do?" Director Lin was not too polite. He stretched out his hand and shook it with Zheng Ren and Su Yun, expressing his gratitude, and then started to ask the people next to him to record it.
"My name is Zheng Ren. I'm from the Imperial Capital 912 Hospital. I just came down from the front." Zheng Ren said: "Medical license... that, I am good at interventional surgery, very good at it."
This kind of introduction... was the first time I heard it. The person in charge of recording was startled, pushed up his glasses, raised his head and looked at Zheng Ren carefully.
"912 doctor, there's no problem." Dean Lin didn't doubt it either.
Pengxi Township is still in a dangerous period. Although the hospital building has been reinforced twice and withstood earthquakes, who can say that the next earthquake will not be bigger? There is no liar who can come here.
But this young man looks young, and his level is probably just a graduate.
The people in the Imperial City are really good at bragging. They are good at it... and very good at it.
"Xiao Li, take him to the interventional catheterization laboratory." Dean Lin said: "Dr. Zheng, Professor Mu from Pengcheng is doing surgery. Although there are two operating rooms, don't be anxious. Be careful and be sure to choose the one you want." Do it."
Dean Lin gave some instructions.
He was afraid that Zheng Ren was not good enough and would dare to do any kind of surgery if his brain got hot, which would eventually lead to the patient's condition getting worse and worse.
It is extremely unreliable to do bad things with good intentions.
Xie Ning suddenly said: "Dean Lin, I will take him there."
Dean Lin nodded. He didn't have enough people on hand, so he would just save what he could.
"Doctor Zheng, do you need to take a rest?" Xie Ning asked.
"Are there many patients?" Zheng Ren asked.
"You mean patients with pelvic fractures who are suitable for interventional surgery?"
"Um."
"Many, most of the things that Professor Mu couldn't handle were sent to Chengdu. With blood transfusion, it shouldn't be a big problem." Xie Ning said.
"Uncle Ning, please tell the doctor in front of you during triage that patients with severe pelvic fractures should be kept." Zheng Ren said it was reasonable.
"Oh? Doctor Zheng, can you do it?"
Su Yun was a little unhappy, but he was too tired to be angry.
"Well, I'm very good at interventional surgery. Really, very good at it." Zheng Ren said seriously, but it didn't sound very reliable.
After all, given his age, no one would believe him if he just said that he was good at it.
But Xie Ning was not surprised. He maintained a gentle manner and led Zheng Ren to the interventional operating room.
The door to the operating room is closed, but from the outside, it doesn't seem very big.
According to Dean Lin, there are two DSA machines here, which are probably used for coronary artery opening and stent surgeries.
In the face of such a natural disaster, it was temporarily unavailable and was occupied by Professor Mu.
"Boss, Professor Mu from Pengcheng, do you have any impression?" Su Yun asked from behind.
"It seems that I have seen a doctor with this surname at a research conference on prostate interventional embolization. He is also from Pengcheng. I don't know if it is him." Zheng Ren said.
He is only face-blind, but his memory is absolutely fine.
"It is estimated that there are not many people in the country who are good at intervention. What about Mu Tao? You dare to call yourself a professor even though you are a junior?" Su Yun said with high morale.
Seeing Su Yun's appearance, Zheng Ren sighed.
Why can't this guy use up all his energy? I want to compete wherever I go, I am really competitive.
"Dr. Zheng, this is the dressing room, with our doctors inside. Director Jiang of the Interventional Department, just go in and report to him," Xie Ning said.
"Okay, thank you...Uncle Ning." Zheng Ren said.
"Hurry up and do the surgery. I'm going down." Xie Ning turned and left, not even looking at Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren and Su Yun didn't think there was anything unusual and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" someone inside yelled.
"New doctor, report!" Su Yun returned.
"Wait a minute!" The voice inside was urgent, busy, and a little anxious.
Listening to the sound, you can tell that it is in a period when there are a mountain of patients inside, the operation cannot be performed, and every patient is very serious and wants to be treated immediately.
We are all old doctors who have experienced this kind of mood.
Two minutes later, the door opened.
"Where are you from?" A middle-aged man wearing a blue sterile hat asked hurriedly after opening the door.
"Imperial Capital, 912 Hospital, we just sent the wounded down from the front." Su Yun's tone changed slightly.
Normally I don't feel anything, but at this moment when I came down from the front, a burst of pride emerged from my heart.
Yes,
It's pride.
Full of pride.
Director Jiang can also feel the same emotion. His expression immediately softened a bit, not because of the Imperial Capital or the 912 Hospital, but because everyone who came down from the front deserved respect.
"Please come inside." Director Jiang let Zheng Ren and Su Yun into the operating room and took them to the dressing room.
"I'm really sorry. The water has been very dirty these days, so I can't take a shower." Director Jiang said apologetically: "I use purified water when I brush my hands."
"It's okay." Zheng Ren smiled.
"How many more patients are there?" Su Yun asked.