"Boss Zheng, I have a patient here, would you like to give me a slap?" The mobile phone number was that of the Imperial Capital. Zheng Ren didn't make a note, so he spoke directly after getting through.
Zheng Ren hesitated for a moment, and the voice seemed familiar.
"Teacher Yang?" Zheng Ren asked tentatively.
"For those of you who are not teachers, just call me brother." A hearty laugh came from the other side.
As expected, it was him, Zheng Ren sighed.
In this super guessing game, Zheng Ren was really afraid that he would give the wrong answer. In that case, it would be so embarrassing... But it was better than the store manager telling him to tear it apart.
"What patient?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Female patient, 33 years old, had right upper quadrant pain for five years, which worsened for three months. The local hospital diagnosed liver cancer and performed an interventional surgery. But the effect was not good and the lesions were still there. All indicators were normal, and alpha-fetoprotein Not high. I think there is something wrong with the CT scan. I don’t think it has something to do with the interventional department. Could you please come and take a look?"
Professor Yang said it very politely. Zheng Ren quickly said some polite words and looked at Xie Yiren from the corner of his eyes.
"Go back." Xiao Yiren made a mouth gesture but said nothing.
Zheng Ren understood and immediately had a better impression of Professor Yang.
This is a life-saving benefactor. We must cooperate well with Professor Yang, absolutely!
Zheng Ren immediately told Professor Yang that he was not in the hospital and rushed back immediately.
Professor Yang has already guessed that Zheng Ren is no longer in the hospital. The operation will be done until dawn, so he should catch up on his sleep at home.
But he didn't expect that he would unintentionally save Zheng Ren's life.
After hanging up the phone, Zheng Ren carried a dozen bags and his steps were a little brisk.
"What patient?" Xie asked.
"It was said to be liver cancer. I had an interventional operation at the local hospital, but the effect was not good, so I came to 912." Zheng Reng just arrived, but he still had no sense of belonging to 912. The words he used in his speech were also 912, not ours.
Xie Yiren said: "Sister Zheng has been checked twice and everything is fine. Zheng Ren, do you think Sister Zheng has recovered?"
"Well, it won't be cured." Zheng Ren said: "There is a problem at the genetic level, and there is also hepatitis B. The nodules of cirrhosis can transform into small nodules of liver cancer at any time. By the way, Sister Zheng, please take entecavir on time."
"Follow your doctor's advice and be sure to take your medicine on time." Xie Yiren said with a smile, "If the activity of the hepatitis B virus is controlled, the chance of recurrence will be reduced?"
"Well, that's right."
Zheng Yunxia's illness is now fine, which is almost a miracle. All the time you have to live is picked up, so what else is there to be dissatisfied with
The two chatted while walking to the parking lot.
After throwing all the bags into the trunk, Zheng Ren let out a sigh of relief.
Shopping is more tiring than wearing a lead suit for ten hours of surgery.
The weight of life is unbearable.
But now he's fine. He has to go back to the hospital to watch movies and patients. Zheng Ren exudes an aura of joy.
Xiao Yiren was happy to see Zheng Ren, and she was also very happy. Without thinking about it at all, I started the car and rushed back to 912.
Back at the hospital, Xiao Yiren said she would wait for Zheng Ren in the car and would not go up.
After not going shopping, the transformation was over. Xiao Yiren immediately felt a little tired and didn't even bother to go upstairs.
Zheng Ren nodded and said, "I'll hurry up and come down. You can rest."
"No, you're busy with your business. I'll just rest in the car for a while. There's no need to worry." Yiren said with a smile.
Zheng Ren smiled apologetically, then trotted to the elevator and took the elevator upstairs.
Arriving at the interventional department, a middle-aged man stood at the door of the director's office, looking left and right.
Zheng Ren guessed it was him, because Director Kong was still on the front line and had not returned, so no one should be looking for him for medical treatment.
After changing into white clothes, Zheng Ren came to the man and asked, "Did Teacher Yang ask you to come?"
The man was startled.
"Yes, yes, Teacher Yang asked me to come to Professor Zheng." The man said hurriedly.
"I'm Zheng Ren, show me the film." Zheng Ren stretched out his hand.
But unexpectedly, when his hands were empty, the man looked at Zheng Ren doubtfully, his eyes full of confusion and confusion.
This is a young man, is he a liar
He was very observant and immediately discovered that Zheng Ren did not have a name tag.
He's a liar, that's for sure!
The man frowned and took half a step back. I was wondering, could it be that there are also professional scammers in 912 hospitals who take advantage of patients' unfamiliarity with the hospital to take advantage of the time difference and trick people into going to other places for examinations and prescriptions to make money
Seeing his cautious look, Zheng Ren immediately woke up and then smiled bitterly.
This is... there is really no place to reason.
I am young, and my nose and face are swollen after coming down from the front line. I really don't look like a dignified old professor.
Zheng Ren was sure that if he and Dr. Shen went to the outpatient clinic together and the patients could choose freely, there would probably be no one who would seek medical treatment from him.
Judging people by their appearance is a high probability event.
But there was no other way, Zheng Ren had no choice but to smile and take his hand back.
The two stared at each other in a stalemate.
"Boss, are you coming back?" Professor Rudolf Wagner came out of the ward and saw Zheng Ren, and said happily: "Will the hospital be your home in the future? If so, I will return the hotel. I also live in the hospital. Boss, I miss the time when I could find you just by coming to the hospital."
The professor obviously had no one to communicate with, and he was already suffocating.
When Zheng Ren was caught, he was startled.
Zheng Ren smiled and asked, "How is the patient after the operation?"
"What else can you do? The operation you performed must be very smooth. A CT scan will be done tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and you can be discharged." The professor said, a little troubled, "Someone came to me today and said that we only have 6 beds and cannot Eat more and occupy more.”
"Is that what he said?"
"I translated it, and that's probably what it means." Professor Rudolf Wagner said.
"Well, that's normally the case. Don't worry, I'm thinking of a solution." Zheng Ren comforted the professor.
The middle-aged man was dumbfounded.
What's happening here? Professor Rudolf Wagner has a literary and artistic atmosphere and the style of a high-level professor.
But the humility and intimacy he showed in front of Zheng Ren could be seen by anyone with long eyes.
"I am the Zheng Ren that Teacher Yang mentioned. Can I take a look at the film?" Zheng Ren didn't get angry, but asked gently again.
The man handed over the film hesitantly.
"Fugui, let's go and watch a movie." Zheng Ren called the professor and came to the doctor's office.
As expected, it was not the director, and the middle-aged man became wary again. When I went to the imperial capital to treat my lover, I wanted to find the best doctor, not just any little doctor. Moreover, what the hell is Fuguier
He frowned and followed in.
The film was inserted into the reader, Zheng Ren held his chin and watched intently.
"Boss, there's something wrong with this thing." The professor glanced at it and pointed at the film.