Chapter 440 Status in Jianghu

The patient was picked up by Feng Qing, and Zheng Ren breathed a sigh of relief.

He believed in Feng Qing's level. Although he could not speak very well, his level was still very high. It's not about cross talk, why is a doctor so talkative?

Originally, the endocrinology hospital always came for consultation, and he might hesitate to discuss whether the patient had a head injury or whether to go to neurosurgery or not.

The patient was lucky. He had a few neighbors who were willing to spend money to see him, and he also met a doctor with a high level like Feng Qing.

He was sent away to the emergency room, and there was already a pot in the consulting room.

In less than half an hour, nearly 20 patients lined up outside.

Zheng Ren was also very helpless, emergency call... no wonder no one wants to do it.

Along the way to see a doctor, Zheng Ren took a patient with acute appendicitis to the inpatient department and called Su Yun to prepare for surgery.

When making the phone call, Zheng Ren had mixed feelings.

I usually answer the phone by myself, but now I call by myself. The role is misplaced, and I feel a little inexplicable.

Just after lunch, it was already dark. Zheng Ren didn't bother to order dinner, and the patients in the consultation room were not cleared until after six o'clock.

I can take a breather, and the next step is to wait for the overflow of patients after eight o'clock.

Zheng Ren took Fan Tianshui to smoke outside the side door in his spare time. He had just smoked a couple of puffs, but before he could say anything to Fan Tianshui, he heard a voice from the corridor.

"Doctor...my stomach hurts..."

Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment, and then became irritable. He opened the door and shouted, "Keep quiet in the hospital, I don't know."

Su Yun closed his voice with a smile, and ran towards Zheng Ren.

"Isn't this here to see you?" Su Yun said with a smile.

"Are you done with appendicitis?"

"It's already been done. Let me tell you, the professor and the director of the interventional department of the medical university have been waiting for you all afternoon." Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren shook his head, sighed, "No time."

"Didn't I come to stand for you for a while?" Su Yun blew on his black hair on his forehead, and said, "In terms of academics, we should try our best to be realistic. You must pay attention to this matter, Boss Zheng."

As he said that, Su Yun changed his serious face and said: "TIPS surgery, new surgical method, don't tell them everything. At least, you have to wait until the professor and I publish the article. "

"No need." Zheng Ren waved his hand.

Zheng Ren's idea is very simple. Now he is estimated to be the only doctor in the world who is involved in the master level. With his strength, he can completely crush other people. It is really unnecessary to worry about these things.

Su Yun was a little surprised, and glanced at Zheng Ren, with black hair fluttering on his forehead.

After a few seconds, he said leisurely, "Boss, sometimes I think you are pretending to be stupid, and sometimes I think you are really stupid."

"It's about the same."

"Well, if you add it like life, or add it like love, you can turn it into a thick and greasy chicken soup." Su Yun sprayed: "Do you know that a new surgical method can The best way to improve your academic status... Jianghu status?"

Zheng Ren smiled, looked at Su Yun, and said seriously: "It's not necessary, everyone has learned it, and can treat patients earlier, and more people will benefit from it. Hiding and hiding, it's completely unnecessary, just like It's life."

"..." Su Yun's eyes suddenly became sharp, and Zheng Ren knew that he was going to fire with full force and spray himself.

Fan Tianshui smiled honestly as he watched the two people quarrel without nutrition.

But before Su Yun could say anything, the nurse shouted, "Mr. Zheng, there is a patient."

Zheng Ren quickly put out his cigarette and hurried back to the corridor.

A middle-aged man in his fifties with a ruddy complexion and slightly sad was pulled by a child and appeared in his eyes.

The middle-aged man kept saying no, while the young man looked stubborn.

The appearance of the young man in his nineteens and twenties is when he is in good health. Although the middle-aged man is also very firm, he cannot be twisted.

"Doctor, look at my uncle, save him!" Seeing Zheng Ren walking over in a hurry, the young man said with tears in his voice.

Zheng Ren glanced at the system diagnosis in the upper right corner of his field of vision, and his heart sank.

No, more than half of it, the whole heart is cold.

Su Yun said in a strange voice, "In the hospital, what are you arguing about?"

"Su Yun!" Zheng Ren scolded in a low voice, then came to the two of them, and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

Su Yun was a little surprised, but then realized that there must be something wrong with the patient, otherwise a simple and honest person like Zheng Ren would never talk to him in this tone.

He followed behind Zheng Ren seriously, observing the middle-aged man carefully.

"Doctor, my uncle drank pesticide!" The young man was about to cry, grabbed Zheng Ren's arm, and said, "Doctor, please, save him."

"Su Yun, take the patient to gastric lavage." Zheng Ren's voice was very deep, full of the majesty of a superior doctor.

Su Yun knew that the matter was serious when he heard the sound, but he was surprised to see that the middle-aged man was alive and well, and nothing happened.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and his face changed suddenly.

Without arguing with Zheng Ren, Su Yun took the middle-aged man directly to the emergency room for gastric lavage.

"You, come with me." After Zheng Ren finished speaking, he brought the young man to the internal medicine consulting room and asked him to sit down. Zheng Ren asked, "What pesticide did you drink? How much did you drink?"

"I don't know what pesticide it is. I drank half of the bottle." The young man said, putting a canvas schoolbag in front of him, opened it, and took out half a bottle of pesticide.

"Doctor, that's it." The young man's tears were already streaming down his face, "I know, you'll be fine after gastric lavage, right, right?"

Zheng Ren took a look at the pesticide, and the big trotter in the system was right, it really was paraquat!

This was the first time since Zheng Ren was bound by the system, he sincerely hoped that the big pig's hooves gave him a wrong diagnosis.

However, the system indifferently proved its correctness once again.

"What's your name?" Zheng Ren tried his best to keep his tone gentle, trying to appease the young man.

"My name is Chu Wenshan." The young man said.

"Xiao Chu, are you going to school or working part-time?" Zheng Ren didn't continue to talk about his illness, but chatted with Chu Wenshan about the daily routine.

Chu Wenshan felt a little strange, he stood up suddenly, two lines of tears dripped from his eyes.

"Doctor, I'm in my junior year in the provincial capital." Chu Wenshan said, "You...what do you have...just tell me what you want."

"Sit down first." Zheng Ren looked into his eyes and said.

Chu Wenshan seemed to have heard what Zheng Ren was saying, and sat tremblingly in front of Zheng Ren.

"Paraquat, there is still hope in small doses, although...there is actually not much hope. But the patient has drunk so much, there is really no hope." Zheng Ren told the truth helplessly.

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The plot that was originally deleted, but during the Chinese New Year, a classmate worked in Nanfang Hospital and encountered such a case again. Although the country no longer allows manufacturing, there are always some. I didn't write about the previous case, but simply described it later, trying to lighten the sad atmosphere as much as possible.

Live seriously and work hard. No matter how difficult it is, after a while, looking back, it will all be calm.

Ten years ago, a little nurse, every night shift, I would treat her to drink Coke. Because he couldn't marry his boyfriend who had been together for five or six years, he committed suicide. Well, not dead. ICU is no joke. I went to work the next day and she was still half awake. Tell me, brother, I want to drink Coke.

Whether it is taking medicine or other methods, to be honest, it is quite a crime. Now the girl is married, has a child, is happy and happy. But speaking of this impulse, I am full of regrets. Although he didn't die, he had a bug.

If you can’t say any more, you will be charged. As the old saying goes, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, don't be afraid, don't panic, just wait and see.