"..." Zheng Ren didn't even look at this guy and continued to eat.
"Can you understand that side?" Su Yun asked vaguely.
"It's no problem." Zheng Ren said vaguely. He couldn't open his mouth originally, and there was food in it, so his voice was like dough, being mixed together. "The blood vessels are relatively smooth after thrombectomy. Even if Some capillaries were cut, but it doesn't hurt the overall situation. If there are people following, the operation will be more complete. If there are no people, it won't have much impact."
"Boss, don't just fall asleep like this." Su Yun would change the topic anytime and anywhere, leaving no trace of it like an antelope hanging its horns. "You have food in your mouth. If you fall asleep and accidentally inhale, you will still have to eat." Rescue you. But even if the rescue is successful, the rice particles will enter the respiratory tract, causing large-scale lung infection... "
"Say something nice." Zheng Ren lowered his head and dug into the fragrant rice bowl, which was very difficult. From him, I couldn't understand how delicious the food was.
"That sounds great. Here are a few more injured patients with pelvic fractures and large retroperitoneal hematomas. Do you want to do it together or leave it to Mu Tao?"
"Let's do it together. A pelvic fracture is urgent." Zheng Ren endured the pain from the bruise at the corner of his mouth, stuffed the food into his mouth, and swallowed it in three gulps.
"Don't you enjoy delicious food? The rice bowl made by Director Jiang looks ordinary, but it is actually very unique." Su Yun said with a mocking expression on his lips.
"Generally, I don't feel anything, as long as I can eat enough." Zheng Ren said: "Operation, operation. There is also a thrombectomy operation here. After I finished it, I lifted up the injured person with a broken pelvis."
"There are not many injured people with severe pelvic fractures now, boss." Su Yun said suddenly.
"Well, it won't be much more." Zheng Ren said casually, not knowing whether he understood the meaning of Su Yun's words.
"Doctor Zheng, please take a drink of water." Director Jiang thoughtfully took a bottle of pure water and handed it to Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren unscrewed it, took a sip, and put the water on the console.
Zheng Ren didn't dare to drink too much water. After drinking too much, I have to go to the bathroom and be delayed for a minute or two at a time, which is very annoying.
They are all doctors who perform surgeries. How could Director Jiang not know what Zheng Ren meant.
He sighed softly when he saw Zheng Ren entering the operating room.
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Xie Yi drove to the 912 hospital.
In a few days, she had become familiar with this place.
It's just that it's familiar. The absence of that figure here always fails to bring a sense of belonging to Xie Yi, and she feels empty and uncomfortable in her heart.
Xie Yi's daily routine involves surgery. After the operation, she holds her mobile phone and browses earthquake relief news and videos on major video websites, trying to find that familiar figure.
But, every time I am disappointed.
That familiar figure was like a glimpse, only showing up in the news on the first day, and then disappearing without a trace.
Although she couldn't find it, she still went home every day and sat on the sofa, holding the pad and looking at it randomly.
Chang Yue is calmer than Xie Yiren, and she has more work than Xie Yiren.
Professor Rudolf Wagner's surgery is very fast. With the new surgical method, the side injuries are extremely small, the postoperative effect is good, and the patient flow is very fast.
The professor has completed more than a dozen tip surgeries in a short period of time.
When the patient steps down, Chang Yue is responsible for all miscellaneous matters and records.
Moreover, there are corresponding data to be recorded, which requires a lot more procedures and work than ordinary patients.
Early in the morning, the two of them got up with dark circles under their eyes, and Xie Yi wanted to make breakfast.
But Chang Yue didn't let him go. After washing up briefly, he took Xie Yiren to buy two egg-filled pancakes from the breakfast shop at the entrance of the community, and took a casual bite.
Xie Yi has been absent-minded recently. He either forgets to add salt to the rice he makes, or adds it two or three times. In short, it is basically inedible.
After half-full of confusion, Xie Yiren drove to the 912 hospital.
The two got out of the car, went upstairs, and met the rosy-faced Professor Rudolf Wagner.
He didn't know how long he waited, but when he saw the two people approaching, he happily greeted them.
"Guess, who called me yesterday?" The professor raised his phone, his blond hair flying.
It's just that I haven't washed my hair for several days, and my long blond hair is frizzy and looks like a lot of little dreadlocks.
"It can't be those two idiots." Chang Yue pretended not to care and held his eyes.
There was a trace of doubt in her eyes. Why did those two idiots call the professor first? Shouldn't he be calling Xie Yi and himself to report that they are safe
The professor did not realize these details. In his opinion, the happiest thing in the world is that the boss is alive.
Before he could show off, the phone was snatched away by Xie Yi.
"Where's the phone?" Xie Yiren asked directly, losing all of his former tranquility and reserve.
"Here, here." Professor Rudolf Wagner unlocked the phone and opened it to find the call history.
He pointed at a number with a finger as thick as a small carrot and said happily.
Xie Yi was stunned.
This number... why does it look so familiar
She checked several times in disbelief, then took out her mobile phone. After confirming it for the last time, she returned the professor's phone numbly.
"Yiren, what's wrong?" Seeing that Xie Yiren's expression was wrong, Chang Yue immediately asked with concern.
"This phone number belongs to my dad." Xie Yiren picked up the phone and dialed the number.
She talks to her parents on the phone every day, but most of the time she calls her mother.
Anyway, if the two of them are together, who can they call
These days, Xie Yi seems to be sleepwalking and has not contacted his parents. She never expected that Zheng Ren would use her old man's phone number to contact Fu Guier.
In the end what happened
The cell phone rang, and soon the call was answered.
"Yiren, what's going on?" Xie Ning's voice was gentle and kind, making people feel close to each other.
"Dad, have you gone to the front line?" Xie Yiren asked.
Xie Ning is very sober, he is the same no matter what time he is. After being slightly confused, he immediately understood the whole story.
"Yeah, I even met your little boyfriend." Xie Ning smiled.
"..." Xie Yiren's hands were shaking a little.
"He went to the front line. The troops moved in two days ago and came down with the wounded." Xie Ning simply reported that he was safe. "He is fine. He is fine."
"Yeah." Xie Yiren's voice was as inaudible as a mosquito.
"You work hard at home. The staff here is full. There is no shortage of people and equipment." Xie Ning seemed to have guessed Xie Yiren's thoughts and directly extinguished her desperate attempt to come to the front line.
"It must be hard for him."
"It's okay. I just had a meal and I'm undergoing surgery."
"You guys take care of your health."
"knew."
After hanging up the phone, Xie Ning shook his head slightly. This girl just asked Zheng Ren if it was hard, didn't she know how to ask herself
Xie Yiren put down his cell phone, chewed his hairband, and tied up his shawl hair with both hands.
Chang Yue felt something was wrong and asked: "Yiren, what do you want to do?"
"I'm going to the front line." Xie Yi spoke in a low but firm voice.