Chapter 1111

When the dissection patient is sent to ICU, he has to wait for Wang Qiang to send the aortic stent. Zheng Ren glanced at the emergency and ran back to have emergency surgery with President Wang.

The operation is very fast. It's just the most basic operation such as appendicitis and cholecystitis. They do it separately and finish it before seven o'clock.

Sending the patient down seems to be the same as a few months ago. Only one assistant is missing, and there is a competent resident below.

"Mr. Wang, this is not much." Zheng Ren changed his clothes and had a hard communication with President Wang.

"Not much. I guess it's because you're coming back. I heard from the doctor and nurse that you're very busy when you're on duty." Mr. Wang smiled.

Doctors in hospitals have the difference between being busy and not busy. Some people are naturally busy. When they are on duty, they can work until they collapse in an emergency one night.

But some people are very idle. If you don't come to the emergency room, the patients in the ward are in a stable condition. There's nothing wrong at all. You sleep until dawn.

This is groundless, but almost all medical staff believe it. Like the legendary night shift God who doesn't even have a shrine, they all belong to the typical model of believing, believing or not.

Back to the familiar office, Zheng Ren directly sat in his most familiar Xiangyang position and took out his mobile phone.

Little Yi left a message. She and Chu Yanzhi went out to buy breakfast and came back soon.

After breakfast, everyone came to work again and again. Zheng Ren didn't wait in the office. He ran to the door of director Pan's office and waited for the old director to go to work.

The confusion in my heart seems to be a little better after several operations. Standing at the door of the director's office, a feeling of homesickness arises spontaneously.

I'm so busy recently. I should have come back to see the old director long ago. Zheng Ren is doing self-examination in his heart, but video chat is not enough.

Soon, director Pan appeared at the other end of the corridor.

Zheng Renli was standing, paying attention and watching director Pan come.

"Zheng Ren? When did you come back?" Old director Pan was happy, but asked suspiciously.

"Just came back from abroad, I miss you, so I ran back to have a look." Zheng Ren whispered.

"There's nothing at home. We should focus on our work. How's the Nobel Prize project?" Old director Pan asked as he opened the door.

"Director, I'm a little confused. I don't want to ask your opinion."

After entering the room, director Pan sat in the chair behind his desk and listened to Zheng Ren talk about what had happened recently.

As he spoke, there was a knock on the door.

Zheng Ren stood up and opened the door. It was Wang Qiang from the second municipal hospital.

With a box in his hand, he bowed politely, no matter how old there was.

"Director Wang, it's very kind of you." Zheng Ren hurriedly said.

"Boss Zheng, I've brought something. Have you seen if you don't agree with me? If so, I'll ask someone to send it again." Wang Qiang said.

"What's going on?" Lao pan asked.

"Director, there was a patient who jumped out of a building early in the morning. He was diagnosed as aortic dissection. His condition was relatively serious. There were no consumables in the hospital. This is not to trouble director Wang to send something for emergency."

Lao pan nodded and did not answer Zheng Ren's doubts or express surprise at the mezzanine.

"Where is the patient?" Lao pan asked.

"In ICU, control blood pressure." Zheng Rendao.

"Don't hand over the shift. Just let president Wang look at it. Let's go and have a look at the patient." Old director Pan stood up with great momentum.

Arterial dissection can't be delayed. It may decide the patient's life and death in a few minutes.

But there are not many people who can do surgery... Wang Qiang can't do it. He's not engaged in blood vessels. If he catches up with the duck, he can try, but he is not as skilled as a professional vascular doctor.

In the vascular Department of the first municipal hospital, no one does interventional surgery. They are all surgeons.

It's a natural moat for interventional surgery.

It's nothing to treat the sick and save people, but most people will think about it if they exchange their own health for the health of others.

Especially after a doctor in the former interventional Department of the first municipal hospital got the disease of blood tumor, no one did this operation.

If Zheng Ren is absent and there are confirmed patients, they can only be transferred to the provincial capital at great risk. Or wait half a day and wait for a doctor in the provincial capital to run a flying knife.

It is difficult to explain the causes and effects in a few words.

However, Zheng Ren is here. All this can be easily solved. Lao pan is particularly relieved. He even walks a little faster.

"Director, how are you recently?" Zheng Ren has nothing to say. Director Pan has only a few senile diseases in the system panel, which are not serious.

But don't even say a word when you see director Pan? That's bullshit.

"I'm fine. Don't always run around." Lao Pan said, "I'm finished. I'll go out for dinner at noon. Let me tell you what I think."

Zheng Ren nodded.

Wang Qiang followed all the way. He didn't want to go like this. It's not easy to catch a chance to brush your face in front of boss Zheng. You have to rely on boss Zheng to learn anything in the future.

Boss Zheng is a prosperous man. Wang Qiang knows it well.

Cheng Lixue, how many years have you pressed yourself? Boss Zheng went to have two tips operations. Cheng Lixue was misdiagnosed as Budd Chiari syndrome. He lost his face in front of everyone. Now face-to-face Wang Qiang is not afraid of him.

Without boss Zheng, even with Mr. Gao supporting himself, Wang Qiang knew that the whole process would take at least three to five years. If it doesn't go well, you may be pressed by Cheng Lixue all your life.

Besides, Mr. Gao Shaojie from the provincial capital is respectful to boss Zheng. He has more wool! Not to mention Mr. Gao, even the professors of Temo Mayo and Heidelberg have been operated on by boss Zheng. When can I take the turn?

Wang Qiang's judgment of the situation is very accurate. He also lowered his posture and is ready to "serve" the little master. It's best to find a chance to invite boss Zheng back and give himself a teaching operation.

Thinking of this, Wang qiangmei was very happy.

It's one thing whether you can learn it or not. When boss Zheng stops there, it shows your contacts.

Even the Dean can't ignore it.

Soon, they came to the ICU and several people changed their clothes and walked in.

Before the time of shift handover, doctors came to work one after another. They were surprised when they saw Zheng Ren.

Watching Lao pan and Zheng Ren enter the intensive care unit, the two doctors who changed clothes whispered.

"How did President Zheng come back? It won't be a crime."

"Don't be ridiculous. Didn't you watch the live broadcast of xinglinyuan a few days ago? President Zheng took hemostatic pliers and gave teaching classes to foreign professors."

"I saw it, so I feel very strange."

"Who knows, it's estimated that he came home to visit his relatives. You said, when President Zheng came back, who would he knock with hemostatic pliers?"