Chapter 114: A Kind Mother Raises a Lost Child

It took twelve minutes to finally return from the operating room on the third floor to the emergency ward on the second floor.

After moving the patient to the hospital bed, Zheng Ren breathed a sigh of relief.

The sky was already dark, and it was useless to perform an appendectomy, and it took two or three hours to toss, Zheng Ren couldn't tell how depressed he was.

Chang Yue is completing the writing work such as the first disease course record, the general hospital rounds record, and the postoperative record.

"Be careful with the patient's family." This was Zheng Ren's kind warning to Chang Yue.

But Zheng Ren didn't know if Chang Yue would appreciate it.

After Su Yun stepped down, he went to the CT room to work on the 3D reconstruction of the 64-row CT as soon as possible.

Before leaving get off work, Director Pan began to take Zheng Ren, Chang Yue, Yang Lei and others to round the room.

In other wards, the patient's family members greeted him with a smile and could not stop praising the high level of surgery and the quick recovery of the patient. However, when they arrived in the ward of the acute appendicitis patient who had finished the treatment early in the morning, it was a rare scene where the young man was lying beside the middle-aged female patient who had not recovered from anesthesia after surgery, occupying most of the hospital bed.

Director Old Pan said with a stern face, "You, get up."

After all, he was a man who survived the battle. Director Pan's face turned pale, and a murderous aura made Zheng Ren's heart shudder.

The middle-aged woman's son was sleeping soundly, but when he woke up and was about to vent his anger, he saw Director Pan's Chinese character face.

She was so frightened that she didn't dare to say anything, hiding beside the middle-aged woman, like a quail.

"Doctor, the child is just tired and didn't sleep much last night." The middle-aged woman endured the pain and moved her body as much as she could, trying to protect the young man with her own body.

Unexpectedly, when I moved, there was a stinging pain from the knife edge.

Director Lao Pan was inconvenient to have a seizure, snorted coldly, and began to ask about the change in the condition of the middle-aged female patient.

Chang Yue stood in the back, holding a pen and paper, and recorded all the key points of the question and answer between Director Pan and the patient.

"Don't exercise vigorously for one day, you can eat liquid food after exhausting." Director Pan left a last sentence and left the ward with his hands behind his back.

Director Pan was obviously very angry, and his face was a little ugly.

But like Zheng Ren, it was the patient's family, not the child of his own family, nor the doctor under him, so he could only hold back his breath.

The patient's condition in the ward was stable, and Director Pan still trusted Zheng Ren and Chang Yue's ability to work. After sitting for a while, he returned to the emergency department's office.

An hour later, Su Yun came back from the CT room, holding the 64 rows of 3D reconstruction films just released.

Set the position on the film reader and take a picture with the mobile phone.

After reading it several times, there was no problem with the details. Zheng Ren sent the image data to Chang Yue via WeChat, and asked her to communicate and communicate with Manager Feng of Changfeng MicroPort.

Chang Yue was not there, so she probably went to chat with the patient on a daily basis.

Zheng Ren went to call Chang Yue back and began to deal with Sister Yun's surgery.

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It was another quiet night. As the weather got colder, there were fewer roadside stalls and fewer people drinking and fighting. Even in fights, as more and more clothes are on the body, the injuries are getting lighter and lighter.

Without emergency surgery, Zheng Ren slept well, and he cherished it very much.

Early in the morning, Zheng Ren was woken up by the sound of beatings and riots coming from the ward.

Zheng Ren's back was cold, and he rushed out with a vigorous step.

Following the voice, Zheng Ren found the rioting ward.

Just as he was about to enter the house, the young man rushed out of the house with a look of anger, and the two almost collided.

Zheng Ren frowned, what the hell is this kid doing?

Stepping aside and ignoring the angry young man, Zheng Ren walked quickly into the ward.

After the operation, the middle-aged female patient covered her head with a quilt, and the quilt kept shaking, and she seemed to be crying.

The patients and their families in the same ward were helpless.

Zheng Ren asked, "What's wrong?"

Two postoperative patients in the same ward, because of their relatively good recovery, sneaked home at night, not knowing what happened last night.

So they were also immersed in shock, not knowing what to say.

Only one patient's family member said angrily: "Her son asked her to cook. I said she couldn't get up and asked him to go out to buy some. Then her son got angry and slapped her in the mouth."

"..."

What a beast.

Zheng Ren sighed, feeling powerless all over his body. I want to comfort a few words, but my mind is full of the words that poor people must have something to hate.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Zheng Ren decided to leave this problem to Chang Yue to solve. Maybe the indescribably tough resident doctor under his command might have a solution?

Zheng Ren returned to the office, explained the ward to Chang Yue who had just arrived at the hospital, and then took over the job of telling Manager Feng about the situation.

Manager Feng was very cooperative, saying that the film had been passed to Professor Modu, and the conclusion could be reached when the professor left the clinic in the morning.

As soon as possible, Zheng Ren is a little curious and wants to equip the professors in the magic capital to see what is the gap between the master-level interventional surgery and the highest level in the country.

It is estimated that there is an order of magnitude difference. The gap between the master level and the master level, Zheng has a number in his heart, and Ren has a number in his heart.

Still, curious.

After finishing the matter, Chang Yue returned to the office with a strange expression after a while.

This was the first time Zheng Ren saw such an expression on Chang Yue's face, so he asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"It's really such a thing when a loving mother gives birth to a defeated child."

Zheng Ren probably understood what was going on.

"Calling his son, all his sons refused to answer, and finally he was simply put on the blacklist."

Even with the ability of Chang Yue's negotiating experts, there is nothing that can be done about such a situation.

Maybe Chang Yue can relieve the middle-aged woman's heart, but it's obvious that she doesn't want to bother.

A young man in his twenties is such a beast, what else is there to say?

Zheng Ren couldn't help but sighed again, sat down and started reading.

After a short period of depression, Chang Yue regained her high fighting spirit and began to wander from ward to ward, mingling with patients and their families.

During the lunch break, the ward became clean.

Because the patients all lived near the city's first hospital, they all went home secretly after taking the medicine in the morning.

Although medical insurance has repeatedly requested that patients not be allowed to leave the hospital, no one has given doctors the right to force patients to stay in the hospital.

If you really do that, it should be illegal stay, and if you encounter a family member, it is estimated that there will be a big problem.

In the hospital, there are three people in a ward, and the better condition is a two-person room, preferably a single room. But the number of single rooms is limited. Thinking of three patients living in a small room of more than ten square meters, the same number or more of their family members, and the terrible air quality, the doctor turned a blind eye. All consequences are responsible for themselves, that is.

There were only two or three patients left in the ward who could not get off the ground about a day after the operation.

All of these people have undergone surgery, and patients who have undergone laparoscopic cholecystectomy can run home on the first day after surgery.

The ward was clean, and Zheng Ren also felt more used to it. It was much better than the same situation as the general surgery department store a few days ago, wasn't it?

After 12:00 noon, Zheng Ren's cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was a WeChat message from Manager Feng from Changfeng MicroPort.

Thanks to Aile's cat and book friend 20181120122653470 for the reward.