Chapter 1314

Zheng Ren nodded, his eyes bent slightly, as if he were smiling.

"After the operation, you go to my place to have a look? The patient with gastric fundus artery embolism is treated according to your doctor's advice. He is much better now." Zhu Liangchen said.

Zhou Chunyong was bored for a while, but he was more surprised.

How could Zhu Liangchen not know his temper. This dog day is to eat back? According to his understanding of Zhu Liangchen, this is impossible!

But looking at his low eyebrows, he must have knelt. Or do you fight with yourself to kneel and see whose posture is more ecstatic.

Zhou Chunyong thought about it. If Zhu Liangchen knelt or not, he didn't count. With the relationship of director Kong, boss Zheng is afraid he can't wipe his face.

I posted it early. Boss Zheng is so kind that he shouldn't... the more he thinks, the more he opens the gap.

Follow me to Inner Mongolia. What's the distance? What Zhu Liangchen can't do, he must do it himself. Zhou Chunyong made up his mind and immediately began to calculate the things after the operation.

"OK, go and have a look after the operation."

"Boss Zheng, I've arranged a light meal for you. You must have a bite." Zhou Chunyong knew that Zheng Ren helped Zhu Liangchen save Taiwan. That time, Zheng Ren left without eating a mouthful of rice.

On the one hand, he wanted to close his relationship with Zheng Ren, on the other hand, he mentioned the old things again, disgusting Zhu Liangchen.

Zheng Ren didn't care about these intriguing tricks. He didn't think at all. He smiled and said, "take a look and eat, but it won't be long. He has to catch a plane tomorrow."

Zheng renleng thought of this.

What about sunspots? Several people have left. Do sunspots want foster care?

"Feng." Zheng Ren shouted.

Feng Xuhui came to Zheng Ren in a corner where he never looked.

"Help me to ask what procedures are needed for pet consignment. If you have time, please contact Iraqi to handle pet consignment." Zheng Rendao.

"OK." Feng Xuhui didn't ask why at all and took the order.

Before he left, he specially explained to Liu Xiaojie that there was something boss Zheng might need in which box. He was afraid that Liu Xiaojie's hand would delay the operation in case of special circumstances.

Even if he is only familiar with tips surgery, Feng Xuhui is still cautious.

Zheng Ren drove him away with a smile. He has his own face. Can he not know him?

In his eyes, Liu Xiaojie is not a beautiful girl who has just graduated. Zheng Ren, who was in the late stage of face blindness, looked like a mosaic. When he met many times, this layer of mosaic would gradually fade away.

Liu Xiaojie is just a laborer, helping to pull the box. As for male and female, Zheng Ren seems to have forgotten.

The eighth

The ninth

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The twelfth

Zhou Chunyong became more excited and more comfortable.

There are cracks in the ceiling. The cracks are getting bigger and bigger and will break at any time.

After stepping down, Zhou Chunyong's hands trembled slightly, which was exciting. He tried to restrain himself so as not to make boss Zheng think he was too old to go to the operating table.

The thirteenth operation.

"Pa ~" the hemostatic forceps knocked on the radial process.

"Director Zhou, this is the third time I have made the same mistake. Pay attention next time." Zheng Ren said lightly.

The voice declined. Zhou Chunyong's body collapsed, and the guide wire in his hand pulled out along the blood vessel.

Zheng Ren had a quick hand and eyes. He grabbed the guide wire directly and there was no accident.

He looked back at Zhou Chunyong. The background of the system panel was slightly red and clearly written - hypoglycemia.

"Help director Zhou to go out to rest and inject 50ml of 50% glucose intravenously. By the way, give director Zhou a bottle of 10% glucose." Zheng Renhe said to the belt group behind him who was ready to press.

The group professor is confused.

Director Zhou, are you dizzy? No.

However, from early this morning to now, the operation has been done faster and faster, but Shuimi didn't beat his teeth for most of the day.

Wearing dozens of kilograms of lead clothes, I stood for six or seven hours and didn't even drink water. There is a great possibility of hypoglycemia.

The professor of the group hurriedly called the nurse in, and several people carried Zhou Chunyong in with all their hands and feet.

Zhou Chunyong still has consciousness, but he is not very clear.

Out of the operating room, he saw Zhu Liangchen stand up and try his best to squeeze the last bit of strength from his body. He said to a group Professor under his hand, "go and match the stage with boss Zheng."

With that, he had no strength to say even one word.

Zhu Liangchen wants to have his own operation? make fun of! Even if there is a breath, you can't let him go.

This is Zhou Chunyong's last consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Chunyong woke up.

He found himself lying on the sofa, with a drip rack beside him, and the head nurse squatting on one side, measuring the micro blood glucose value.

"It's all right." Zhou Chunyong said weakly.

"Director Zhou, I'm scared to death." The head nurse looked at the value of 8.4mmol/l on the micro blood glucose meter and was relieved.

"Hypoglycemia?" Zhou Chunyong smiled bitterly, "it's really old."

"The first measurement was 1.2, which is much better now." The head nurse said.

Zhou Chunyong didn't listen. He sat up slowly and looked at Zhu Liangchen. He was relieved that he didn't have surgery.

"Xiao Zhou, don't fight too hard." Lin Lao said slowly.

"Lin, I'm not..." Zhou Chunyong smiled bitterly, glanced at Zhu Liangchen and didn't go on.

This is not the time to show off.

Really wait for the ceiling... No, I seem to feel a trace of abnormality at the moment of hypoglycemia.

He struggled to get up. His whole body was wet and his isolation suit was soaked with sweat.

Even there is a human trace on the sofa.

Zhou Chunyong shook his head as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"Director, you lie down." The head nurse hurriedly said, "I was going to take you to the duty room just now. You didn't let me say anything. Do you remember this?"

"I don't remember." Zhou Chunyong stretched out his hand, "sugar water."

The head nurse immediately opened a bottle of 10% glucose and handed it to Zhou Chunyong.

Gudu gudu, Zhou Chunyong drank the glucose in one breath, looked at the screen on the console and estimated the time.

Absorb for 5 minutes and replenish the water lost by the body. It should be possible to recover part of your physical strength,

Reluctantly support the stage to try to see if their technical level has really improved.

At his level, it takes a lot of effort to improve even a little. Once there is a breakthrough, Zhou Chunyong feels he can't sleep at night without trying immediately.

At the moment, Zhou Chunyong doesn't care about Zhu Liangchen's presence. All he thinks about is going on stage! Go to surgery!

"Xiao Zhou, pay attention to your body." Lin Lao discouraged.

"It's all right, old Lin." Zhou Chunyong was not very polite. He wiped a sweat and looked at the operation through the leaded glass.

At the moment when Zheng Ren turned to step down, Zhou Chunyong reluctantly stood up.

The airtight lead door opened and Zheng Ren came out.

"Director Zhou, lie down quickly." Zheng Ren said: "next time I have an operation, I still have to eat something in the middle."

"No, no, I'll follow." Zhou Chunyong forced out a smile.

"Surgery? The patients are finished." Zheng Rendao.

Zhou Chunyong was so dark that he almost fainted again.

How long have you been lying down? How did boss Zheng do all the patients. He was in tears, my patient!

"My operation in the back, where you made mistakes, stopped slightly. You have time to take a good look at the process and should be able to experience it." Zheng Ren smiled.