"How to do surgery without physical examination." Zheng Ren was also very helpless and explained to the patient's family.

"You don't do the operation. Just check the body of President Wang from the imperial capital. You're a little doctor. Why are you such a good believer? Are you an intern? You look so old." The patient's daughter raised her eyebrows to the sky and her eyes were burning with anger.

"...." Zheng Ren was silent. It was the first time someone said he was old. But from the perspective of interns, it seems to be the same.

He flattened the patient's legs, put down his clothes, covered his stomach, and turned away. Before going out, Zheng Ren suddenly stopped and looked back and said, "I probably did the operation."

"You?" The patient's family was stunned. When she saw Zheng Ren's expression, she was afraid.

Can it be said that the little doctor did his father's operation, and the king from the imperial capital always watched and went to the teaching operation?

Oh, my God! That won't work!

Zheng Ren walked out regardless of what she thought.

President Wang just asked the patient to eat and drink water at night, but he didn't delay, so he was worried.

"Boss Zheng, are you sure?" When President Wang saw Zheng Ren coming out, he asked.

"Probably, according to percutaneous portal vein puncture, thrombectomy + catheter thrombolysis." Said a word, Zheng Ren turned to go. But as soon as I started, I remembered that Wang was always a general practitioner. Not to mention a general surgeon, even 800 serious vascular doctors or interventional doctors may not have done this kind of operation.

"Er, let me explain my condition. In three minutes, bring the patient's family to the office and sign." With that, Zheng Ren went straight back to the office.

President Wang sighed that this is the director's aura. Not to mention how the operation was done, I was out of breath just because of the pressure.

The patient's family members had just been trained by President Wang. They timidly looked at Zheng Renyang's long gone figure and asked in a puzzled whisper, "President Wang, who is this?"

"It's boss Zheng." Wang always wants to say that he is the king here. But on second thought, they are still the king in Temo 912, even Mayo Clinic! Haicheng first hospital emergency ward, count wool.

"Boss Zheng?"

"Last year, there was a nitrite poisoning in Haicheng. Do you know?" Mr. Wang asked.

"I know. My neighbor is sick. I helped him bring it. It looks like Avatar. It's so scary." The man is a little confused and speaks with foul language.

The people next to him touched him and signaled to respect the president Wang, who was supported by the imperial capital, and speak as politely as possible.

Mr. Wang didn't care. He said, "the boss Zheng was the one who presided over the rescue at that time. Now in the imperial capital, he is very cow... Cow force, and he will be even more cow force."

He wanted to find a more elegant adjective, but found that no matter what he said, he could not describe boss Zheng. Finally, he felt that he could express his deep surprise and exclamation only with vulgar description.

The patient's family members grinned, and a sentence narrowed the distance between Wang and himself. The boss Wang looked gentle and quiet, but he was also a man of temperament.

But in a flash, he was confused. Didn't the operation say to cut the intestines?

"The patient's family members, who can sign and decide, come with me." President Wang was also used to the working mode of grass-roots hospitals. He shouted and called two men and one woman to the office.

Zheng Ren has printed out a preoperative account. Because it is not an arterial embolism, although the operation is urgent, it is not particularly urgent. He can complete the preoperative account and send the patient to surgery.

Watching boss Zheng explain to the patient's family while drawing pictures, President Wang was a little confused. He carefully stood up, returned to the duty room and made a phone call.

"Old Su, it's me."

"Yes, there is a patient here who has a problem with the diagnosis. Boss Zheng said it was superior mesenteric vein embolism. We should..."

"Yes, that's boss Zheng."

The opposite side of the mobile phone was silent for one second, and then a loud roar burst out: "Wang Liang, are you kidding me! Boss Zheng gave me a diagnosis, you let me take a look?"

"...." Mr. Wang was stunned. Isn't that normal?

"Do you know what I do?" On the other side of the phone.

Mr. Wang thought, I don't know what you're doing. But I think so, but I can't say so.

"The operation that boss Zheng performed for director Miao yesterday included double manipulation with both hands, two guide wires, thoracic aortic stent and left hepatic artery embolism. I highly doubt that boss Zheng's intervention operation is the first in the world. With boss Zheng, can you let me have a look?!"

"What did you say? Director Miao? What happened to director Miao?" Mr. Wang was stunned and asked immediately.

After briefly talking about director Miao, President Su of the vascular Department told President Wang that now their director is organizing the whole staff to study. The operation method learned is the operation process of double hand exercises done by Zheng Ren yesterday.

While talking, President Su complained that this kind of operation was not done by people at all, and there was nothing to learn. After watching it for dozens of times, there was no dew at all. Everyone's personality was split with both hands.

"Mr. Su, where is your director?" President Wang suddenly realized such a possibility and asked.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Would you please show the film to the director?" Mr. Wang asked tentatively.

Su Tianci thought about it and finally agreed.

Wechat sent the film and called a few minutes later.

"A CT, you can see a hair!" President Su directly opened the spray on the phone, "but the director said that boss Zheng's technique is no problem. If he would choose so."

"Oh, well, talk later."

"Hello, Wang Liang, wait a minute." To hang up, President Su quickly shouted, "is there any recording and broadcasting equipment in Haicheng's operating room?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"The director said he wanted to see boss Zheng's operation."

"..." Mr. Wang thought he had caused a big trouble, but Director Mao of the vascular Department spoke and he still had to do it.

Respect the old director. Besides, people just want to see boss Zheng's operation, not their own. My own operation... Doesn't seem to be worth the attention of the director at home.

"I'll ask boss Zheng. If I can, I'll send it to you after I finish it."

"Please." President Su lowered his voice and said, "hurry to find a new video of the operation. The operation with both hands is not done by people at all. Change to an ordinary one and let the director have a good time."

"OK, I'll have an operation right away. I'll contact you when I'm ready." Wang is always a little confused. He doesn't know what double hand exercises are.

Although as the name suggests, double hand operation is to operate two guide wires and catheters with both hands at the same time. But it's obviously impossible! How could anyone do that.

Mr. Wang smiled and didn't care about it. As for director Miao, Mr. Su said that his condition was stable, so he would wait until he got back.