Chapter 144 Soft and Hard Nails Hit One After Another

The next morning, Director Pan came to the ward for rounds. After seeing the patients in the emergency ward, he took Zheng Ren, Su Yun, and Yang Lei to the ICU to check on the patients after the two operations yesterday.

Yesterday, Mr. Tang, who was sent to the hospital with undetectable low pressure, had stable blood pressure. The blood test performed urgently this morning showed that hemoglobin had risen to a level slightly lower than the normal value, the coagulation function had not changed, and the liver and kidney functions were slightly abnormal.

In the eyes of doctors, these small changes are not a problem.

As for the middle-aged man with a ruptured spleen, he can't wait to leave the ICU.

The uninterrupted ventilator and monitors in the room are monotonous and boring, making people crazy.

Full of pride and pride, Director Lao Pan chatted with Director Qian of the ICU, arranged for a transfer, and left the ICU with his soldiers and horses.

In a hospital, only high standards can earn the respect from the heart.

With the arrival of Zheng Ren, the emergency ward gradually formed a scale, and Director Pan expressed his satisfaction.

But this did not delay him from going to the hospital to ask for people, money, and policies.

After checking around the emergency observation room again, Director Pan hurriedly went to the hospital to grind all kinds of gods.

If you want people and money, no one is willing to give it if you don't grind it. To give, there are only some short policies, and these policies also depend on whether the section director is strong.

If a strong director, naturally can rely on policies to allow the department to develop. If you want to change some cowardly directors, it is the same with or without policies.

Back in the emergency ward, Zheng Ren began to write consultation records and transferred two postoperative patients.

The life after that is all Chang Yue. A lot of writing work, but Chang Yue did not feel heavy and completed it quickly.

One hour later, the patient was transferred from the ICU back to the emergency ward.

There was a problem with the original design of the emergency ward, and there was no single room.

Chang Yue carefully arranged a relatively quiet room for the two patients, so that the patients could have a quiet environment and recover quickly.

The patients in the same ward are all patients three or five days after the operation. They go home after the drip every day, and they don’t miss the smell of disinfectant in the hospital at all.

Checking patients, changing doctor's orders according to the recovery situation, communicating with patients' families, and writing cases, these trivial tasks are all performed by Chang Yue and Yang Lei.

Zheng Ren sat in the office, reading quietly.

I had some symptoms of palpitation and shortness of breath yesterday, but it also subsided with the rest of the night.

After a while, footsteps came from the corridor.

It should be visiting relatives and friends of the patient. Zheng Ren can smell the fragrance of flowers while sitting in the office, and he has a judgment in his heart.

"Chang Yue, tell them that flowers cannot be put in the ward." Zheng Ren said.

Chang Yue responded and went out to communicate with the relatives and friends of the patients who came to visit.

A small number of patients will be allergic to pollen, with mild or severe allergic symptoms.

Because I usually don't have the opportunity to touch those strange flowers, my relatives and friends who visited them after they were sick didn't want to throw them away and put them on the window sill of the ward. Immunity is affected to a certain extent after the operation, and the symptoms of allergies are aggravated.

So Zheng Ren asked Chang Yue to stop it.

The effect of this blocking is limited, and Zheng Ren also knows it. The notification is just to let the patient and the patient's family know about it. As for whether to execute it or not... Zheng Ren said it doesn't matter.

If the patient insists not to implement it, Haicheng No. 1 Hospital does not have the courage to discharge the patient automatically.

If it were replaced by the large hospitals in the imperial capital and the magic capital 20 years ago, this might still be the case. But now, with the completion of the construction of the network society, this situation is less and less.

It won't take long for a patient to be discharged for not enforcing the hospital's rules, and the news of the doctor's life-threatening death will spread all over the Internet.

Everyone has the attitude that one more thing is worse than one less thing, and if there is any consequences, they are responsible for themselves, so what else can we do.

Soon, Chang Yue returned to the office with a strange expression on her face.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Ren asked.

"It's someone from the Haicheng Metropolis Daily, and their editor-in-chief is the leader." Chang Yue said in a low voice.

Uh... When it comes to newspapers, Zheng Ren's eyes are still full of reporters from the newspaper that night when the medical troubles came to him.

Although in the end, the matter was solved perfectly, but the system task - the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality, Zheng Ren still thinks about it from time to time.

The mouthpiece, the right to speak, the uncrowned king, and many words make Zheng Ren very helpless.

Zheng Ren is also unwilling to pay attention to them, even the editor-in-chief of the newspaper? I didn't expect to be famous by their lives, so I ignored those people and still sat quietly at the desk reading a book.

After a while, a group of people rushed to the door of the office. The leader is in his fifties, with gray hair, elegant and steady.

Seeing that the doctors in the office were busy, he knocked on the open door.

"Are you..." Zheng Ren raised his head and asked knowingly.

"Hello, Dr. Zheng, I'm the editor-in-chief of Haicheng Metropolis Daily. My name is Li Weiren."

"Hello, Editor-in-Chief Li, is there anything wrong?" Zheng Ren had absolutely no good impression of them. The soft nails came one after the other. Looking at the expressions, if it was possible, he didn't want this group of people to enter the office at all.

Editor-in-chief Li was startled.

"Metropolis Daily? It was a newspaper that was called by a doctor in the early morning half a month ago and threatened to report on the work of a reporter who performed an operation without the family's knowledge?" A lazy voice came from behind Zheng Ren. .

Editor Li's face was full of embarrassment.

How long has it been since the mature and steady editor-in-chief has been deflated?

Who wants to offend the mouthpieces without the revenge of killing his father and taking his wife?

Unexpectedly, in the emergency ward of the city's first hospital, soft and hard nails hit one after another.

"It turned out to be a big man in the newspaper office, hurry up and invite me in, do you want some tea? Oh, we don't have tea here, only white water, you must not be used to drinking it, right?" Su Yun continued to tease yin and yang strangely, "Hurry up please, don't stand outside. If you really want to publish a report saying that Haicheng First Hospital abused the family members of patients, according to not revealing the condition of the patient, and concealing the condition of the patient, all of us will be resigned."

Su Yun lowered his head, not intending to stand up at all, the black hair on his forehead was fluttering.

For the first time, Zheng Ren felt that Su Yun, a bitter and mean bitch, was quite useful. At least these words were quite relieved.

Closing the door and letting Su Yun go is really a good choice.

"This doctor, I think there should be a misunderstanding between us." Editor-in-chief Li's embarrassed look flashed, and he put on a warm smile.

"Haha." Su Yun chuckled dryly.

Gossip stops at the wise, chat stops at hehe, this is the truth.

All of a sudden, the scene is even more embarrassing, and the air is almost frozen.

The editor-in-chief of the newspaper did not expect that the emergency ward of the first hospital in the city was full of thorns, and even hung himself out.

What is that little reporter called? Wei Feng! Shit, go back and show you a good look! Editor-in-chief Li cursed inwardly.

The right and wrong of the matter may have different interpretations if forced to debate. But today, the same situation, the same treatment, the attitude of the newspaper is completely different.

If you really want to make it clear, isn't that slapping yourself in the face?

This time...

"Doctor Zheng, are you there?" A simple and honest voice came from behind the crowd.