Chapter 1158

Stepped down and took a look at the patient.

The beard saw Zheng Ren's eyes obviously with some fear. His face was pale, his vomiting had not passed, and his words were a little floating.

The patient's anesthesia has awakened, and his vital signs are stable. Zheng Ren knows it well. The infected parts have been cleaned up. As long as there are no special circumstances - for example, tying knots in the abdominal cavity during intestinal peristalsis to form mechanical intestinal obstruction, there will be no big problem.

There is no good way to prevent this. Even Zheng Ren himself can only listen to fate. The system gives an evaluation of 99% of the surgical completion, and it is estimated that another 1% is the reason in this regard.

Any surgical operation is like walking a single wooden bridge, because the existing science and technology can not give a clear diagnosis of all diseases and 100% treatment without complications.

The basic pathophysiology is still being explored, let alone treatment. Therefore, it is correct to say that the medical industry is a high-risk industry.

Not to mention anything else, Wu Hui can't finish an appendicitis in an American community hospital. Where can I reason?

After taking a look at the postoperative doctor's advice, there is no problem. It's just routine rehydration and other symptomatic treatment. And Su Yun returned to the intervention department. As soon as they walked into the doctor's office, Zheng Ren felt that the atmosphere was wrong.

Professor Liu nestled in the corner with a depressed face and often wrote medical records indifferently.

Su Yun smiled and let him guess.

In fact, it's nothing strange. Dr. Shen was also ruthlessly attacked by Chang Yue at that time, but he was sent by director Kong. Chang Yue would still leave a bit of friendship. I'm sorry to say it too thoroughly.

But Liu zewei came to study by himself. For students, what else do you expect?

Pointing to Chang Yue and offering him as a professor in the provincial capital? It's just a joke.

Zheng Ren said hello to Liu zewei as if he hadn't seen it. Then he asked, "how many patients have you received?"

"You said you would take it back yesterday. There are six patients waiting for your operation." Chang Yue reported coldly, and then drew out a lot of films, each with a number and recent test sheets before and after admission.

It's also good to have such a hospital doctor. There are many things you don't have to worry about. Zheng Ren thought of it with a film bag.

Although Chang Yue always keeps a straight face and doesn't have the smiling face when communicating with patients, she doesn't want to laugh all day. Well, it's good. It's just that there are some problems with the beds. I don't know when the community hospital can be renovated.

After watching the preoperative films and test reports of six patients, there was no operation contraindication. The operation was scheduled tomorrow. Zheng Ren came to director Kong's office.

Knock on the door and go in. Director Kong is reading a magazine in reading glasses.

"Director Kong, how tired it is to read a pure English magazine. I'll translate it and you'll read it again?" Zheng Ren closed the door with a smile and said.

"No, I'm used to it." Seeing Zheng Ren coming in, director Kong took off his reading glasses and asked, "is the operation going well?"

"Well, it's going well. How's the decoration of Dean sun's community?"

"He just called to give you time to have a look." Director Kong asked with a smile, "do you have time now?"

"Yes." Zheng Ren glanced. Director Kong looked at the article by the Johns Hopkins University Research Group on the embolization of the gastric fundus artery.

"Director Kong, there is something wrong with this article." Zheng Ren has seen this article in the system library and has some research. Although it is not very detailed, after all, he is the only peak of the discipline involved. Many things can be understood at a glance.

"Oh?" Director Kong stood up, took off his white clothes and was ready to go to the community hospital with Zheng Ren. He asked, "what's the problem?"

"In the phase I clinical operation trial, there are few data, the operation description is not detailed, there is no operation silhouette, and the description of postoperative complications of patients is not detailed enough. I feel that if they do that, the postoperative pain period of patients will be very long." Zheng Rendao.

"What would you do?"

"Try to superselect. The finer the superselect, the less the blood supply to the gastric wall will be lost. There will be no short-term massive necrosis of gastric wall tissue, and the goal can be achieved."

"But the blood vessels will rebuild."

"Directly embolized the left gastric and gastric fundus artery, the blood vessels will also be rebuilt. This operation is only palliative surgery. After all, it is minimally invasive. Trauma to the patient is not as big as the gastrectomy, and the effect is relatively limited. The treatment can not control the stubborn diabetes of diet, but the effect is general. But if it is for the weight loss patients, it will be good to do so."

As they walked, they chatted. When they passed the doctor's office, Su Yun followed them and left the hospital all the way.

The community hospital is not far from 912. It's only a 10 minute walk.

In the imperial capital, it is difficult to retain such a community hospital. President Sun Ming is also worried that if it is favored by any real estate developer here, once it is demolished, he will be finished.

Seizing the straw of boss Zheng is the last second to get on the ship and have a stable future, which he is happy to see.

Zheng Ren came to the community hospital for the first time.

In a nearby community, there stands a small second floor, covering an area of hundreds of square meters. The yard is small and slightly compact.

More than half of the community hospitals are renovated, but less than half remain calm.

"It's usually the old people in the street who come here. They broke all of a sudden, and Sun Ming is embarrassed. But this is also the last few days. After that, it became boss Zheng's harem." Director Kong said with a smile.

Zheng Ren knows that in fact, all the drops here are not received by 912. There is no need to use antibiotics and some minor defects of proprietary Chinese medicine preparations. In other words, anything is OK, but some elderly people still stubbornly want to drip, so community hospitals are not idle all day.

After entering the hospital, the sound of decoration was very weak, just doing simple cleaning work.

"The beds are all new. Jiao Jiao bought them herself. I saw the sample of medster's hand-operated hospital bed, which is better than our 912." Director Kong introduced Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren doesn't care what kind of decoration is. He wants to cure his illness. Even if he pretends to be a palace, if he can't do it, everything will be in vain.

In fact, his requirements are very simple, do not have a strong smell of decoration, simple, clean and tidy.

It seems that Lin Jiaojiao is really interested in what Zheng Ren thinks.

Zheng Ren was satisfied with the construction. He walked through the construction part and ran to Sun Ming's office.

There are also several beds on this side, which are reserved for people who want to drip in the community.

Passing by a ward, Zheng Ren saw an aunt in her fifties coming out of the bathroom, with a drip bottle in her right hand and an advertising leaflet in her left hand.

He was stunned for a moment and stopped after 0.72 seconds.

"Boss?" Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren in surprise.

"You stop!" Zheng Ren ignored Su Yun, but said sharply to the aunt.

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You're great. There are so many monthly tickets a day. I went to bed exhausted. See you tomorrow morning~