After the meeting, the directors walked out of the classroom. Zheng Ren asked: "Director Qi, is there any progress in the pediatrics department?"
If there was anything that concerned Zheng Ren the most today, it would definitely be the pediatric emergency incident.
Zheng Ren didn't know the complete story yet, but he judged from the orderly and professional medical incident that it was a malicious incident.
So he is particularly concerned about the progress of things.
I just had a consultation with the whole hospital and didn't have a chance to ask questions. When the meeting ended, he asked immediately.
"The medical office is handling it." The expression on Director Qi's face became serious, and he revealed a sneer, "Coming to 912 to cause trouble, you really don't know how high the sky is."
Zheng Ren glanced at Director Qi's expression and held back the remaining questions.
Director Qi became a little unhappy when he mentioned this, and it was obvious that he was also filled with righteous indignation. But the description of this matter only said that the medical office was handling it. It might involve some confidential matters, and maybe Director Qi didn't know the details.
In short, it would be inappropriate to ask again.
"Boss Xiao Zheng, your level of auxiliary examination is very high. I didn't expect that your level of diagnosis is also very high." Sure enough, Director Qi quickly changed the subject and said with a smile.
"I see all kinds of diseases in grassroots hospitals. I'm used to it."
"There are so many difficult and complicated diseases in grassroots hospitals?" Director Qi would definitely not believe it, but there was no intention of forcing questions in this kind of small talk.
As they passed by, Zheng Ren felt that Director Cui from the Department of Nephrology glanced at him, but when he turned his eyes, he found that Director Cui had already walked out of the demonstration classroom.
It's a pity that we couldn't communicate. But these directors, deputy directors, and professors who lead the team are very busy, and they each have their own workload. It would be great if they could find time to conduct hospital-wide consultations. Who has time to communicate with themselves
Zheng Ren smiled.
"What are you busy with recently?"
"Project for tips surgery." Zheng Ren answered Director Qi's question honestly.
"The selection for the Nobel Prize is biased against techniques, so the work must be very difficult." Director Qi asked.
"A little bit, but okay."
The two chatted for a few words as a way to enhance their relationship, and then they separated. Director Qi returned to the B-ultrasound room, while Zheng Ren went to the urology department.
More than half an hour of hospital-wide consultation made Zheng Ren feel the rigor of the 912 Hospital. But Zheng Ren had to judge his own behavior first, and then use the system panel to prove it.
This is not the front line. I would rather spend more time than be too arbitrary. Zheng Ren thinks so.
Following Director Miao and the chief resident of the Department of Urology, Zheng Ren wanted to say hello, but he recalled that when he first entered the classroom, he refused Director Miao's invitation.
He felt a little guilty, fearing that he would offend Director Miao for this.
"Boss Zheng, why are you here?" The resident general of the Department of Urology turned around inadvertently, saw Zheng Ren, and asked enthusiastically.
For the surgical treatment of hepatic echinococcosis, Zheng Ren is as sharp as the system task description.
Although he is a doctor in the interventional department, and although he is only an assistant on stage, his surgical ability is recognized by everyone.
Without any entanglement of interests, who would be willing to offend such a young and powerful man for nothing
My brain is wet again.
"Well, let's take a look at the patient." Zheng Ren whispered, glanced at the chief resident, and then his eyes fell directly on Director Miao.
Director Miao didn't look back, walked to the director's office and went straight in.
"Boss Zheng, your analysis is very similar to Director Cui's analysis." said the hospital manager with a smile.
"It's just a preliminary diagnosis. You still need to see the patient and understand the medical history with the patient's family." Zheng Rendao.
"Are you busy there? Oh, by the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My surname is Yu, Gan Gou Yu, and Yu Wangshan." Mr. Yu finally remembered to introduce himself.
Because of that surgery, Mr. Yu always felt that he and Zheng Ren were already very familiar.
Indeed, for doctors, a huge operation is the best way to build a relationship. Just like comrades fighting side by side, as long as they are not pig teammates, there will definitely be a sense of intimacy.
"Zheng Ren." Zheng Ren stretched out his hand and shook it with Yu Wangshan.
"Boss Zheng, I've heard of your name. Let's not talk about Fang Lin. The Nobel Prize is really enviable. I have spent a lot of effort to get a national-level scientific research, but you are now I am recommended as a candidate for the Nobel Prize, which is really enviable." Yu Wangshan said with a smile.
When encountering such a situation, Zheng Ren didn't know what to say.
modesty? Still immodest? Nothing seems right, so I might as well stop talking, show a standard fake smile, and be perfunctory.
"The patient is in Ward No. 4. I'll take you to see him." Fortunately, he entered the ward quickly, and Yu Wangshan just sighed with emotion. The Nobel Prize was too far away for him, so he could express his goodwill in a few words. That's enough, let's get down to business first.
"Thank you." Zheng Ren said softly.
"Looking at what you said, you are here to help us clear mines." Yu Wangshan said with a smile: "Boss Zheng, this way."
The two of them filed into the ward. Yu Wangshan came to a hospital bed and introduced to Zheng Ren, "This is the patient Wei Zhaodi. Boss Zheng, please give her a slap."
The patient was lying half-lying, and beside him was a young man in plain clothes sitting on a chair peeling a fruit.
Seeing Mr. Yu come in, Wei Zhaodi sat up immediately, and the young man stood up from the stool, almost peeling off his hand with the fruit knife in his hand.
The patient lying on the bed found a clear diagnosis in the system panel, which was what Zheng Ren judged to be 21-hydroxylase deficiency.
Zheng Ren smiled like a patient and began to ask about the medical history.
This patient named Wei Zhaodi looks no different from a normal young woman, with an oval face, slender shoulders, delicate features, and no male signs at all.
Her speech is also a standard female voice, without any changes in hoarseness or richness.
My judgment was correct, even if it was 21-hydroxylase deficiency, the condition was not serious. But the patient has never had her period. Didn’t she find anything abnormal
However, after a long time in clinical practice, Zheng Ren got used to it. You can meet all kinds of people, but there are too many so-so people.
After a few brief inquiries, Zheng Ren felt that the ward was a little inconvenient, so he called the patient and his wife to the office. Once you've sat them down, move on to asking about other things.
As written in the medical records, the patient Wei Zhaodi has not had menstruation since she was a child. She checked several times and said that she had excessive dampness and cold in her body. She took decoction for a period of time, but it had no effect. There was no such thing as lunch. .
It doesn’t affect anything anyway, it’s no big deal.
Live a normal life, work, fall in love, and finally enter the palace of marriage.
After getting married, I didn't get pregnant for a long time, so I started to take it seriously.
I came to 912 for treatment and was diagnosed with a problem. It took a month to be admitted to the hospital.
Zheng Ren looked at this medical history and began to think about it.
Wei Zhaodi's symptoms are relatively typical, and all she needs to do is wait for the test results to be reported back.
In fact, whether it is an adrenal tumor or a 21-hydroxylase deficiency, the initial treatment method is the same.
Such a big tumor must be cut out. Whether it is benign or malignant, it must be removed and examined pathologically.
Once the diagnosis is confirmed, the difference lies in subsequent treatment. 21-hydroxylase deficiency requires medication, but benign adrenal tumors do not.
After Zheng Ren asked about the medical history, he became more and more sure of his diagnosis.
Since that's the case, there's nothing more to add. Zheng Ren compared it with more than a dozen case reports on 21-hydroxylase deficiency and found that the patient's condition was relatively mild.
That's good, he smiled, said hello to Yu Wangshan, and then left.
Su Yun said that he and Chang Yue were drinking together in the evening, and he didn't know what the outcome would be. Zheng Ren thought about it while walking to the interventional department.
It seems that after Chang Yue was transferred to the emergency ward, everyone ate crayfish and drank a lot. Su Yun avoided serious drinking with Chang Yue.
This man was a bit worried, but after arriving in the imperial capital, why did Su Yun become interested again? This is a debt.
Who knows, Zheng Ren thought about these things that made him happy and rushed to the intervention ward.
Send a message to Yiren to ask if you need to buy food tonight, Zheng Ren thought as he walked. In fact, it is also a very happy thing to buy groceries every day and watch people in Xieyi cook.
Zheng Ren took out his mobile phone and left a message for Xie Yiren. He found that QQ was always on, taking up memory, and was about to turn it off.
Clicking on QQ, Zheng Ren saw the avatar of the little boy with terminal cancer that day. His QQ signature was changed to go to the hospital to see a doctor and call an uncle brother. He actually agreed. Do all adults want to become smaller and all children want to grow up
Uh... this naughty kid.
Zheng Ren shook his head slightly and smiled.
It's weird, but it's a pity.
Zheng Ren hesitated for a moment and did not close QQ. Nowadays, WeChat is used more frequently for daily communication. It is said that most children now use QQ to avoid running into their parents.
For them, QQ is more private.
Things are changing, and QQ, an "old" instant messaging tool, has become rejuvenated. Thinking about it, Zheng Ren felt that he seemed really old.
It's not bad to stay on QQ and read what this naughty kid has to say, Zheng Ren thought.
While I was thinking about it, my phone suddenly vibrated.
Zheng Ren glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was Lin Jiaojiao. Zheng Ren immediately realized that he was so busy chatting in the hospital that he forgot to contact Lin Jiaojiao, make a phone call or something.
"Hello, Sister Lin." Zheng Ren answered the phone and immediately greeted him politely.
"Boss Zheng, are you in the hospital?" Lin Jiaojiao sounded anxious, as if something big had happened.
"I'm here." The smile on Zheng Ren's face disappeared and became serious.
"Boss Zheng, general surgeon, please take a look." Lin Jiaojiao said.
"Okay." Zheng Ren didn't ask why. From Lin Jiaojiao's words, something must have happened.
He hung up the phone and hurried to the general surgery department.
In the 912 Hospital, the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery is independent from the General Surgery Department. Today’s general surgery can basically be said to be gastrointestinal surgery. Is it an intestinal disease? Zheng Ren was thinking wildly as he walked through the fire escape and quickly ran to the general surgery department.
Lin Jiaojiao stood at the door of the General Surgery Department with a serious expression. Seeing Zheng Ren running all the way, she immediately greeted him and said, "Boss Zheng, remember the child I told you about the gastric bypass surgery."