Chapter 2466

Zheng Ren didn't expect that there would be so many flash lights outside at the same time. He raised his arm and blocked his eyes.

Behind him, Su Yun had an elegant and genial spring breeze smile on his face. Although his black hair was pressed in his sterile hat, he was ready to move.

More than a dozen microphones stretched out. Before Zheng Ren could respond, reporters began to ask all kinds of questions.

But no one asked, and Zheng Ren heard a flustered voice.

Then there was a pop. He blocked the light of the flash with his hand, narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound.

A man knocked down the camera around him, and the machine and people fell to the ground.

The security personnel immediately separated the surrounding crowd to avoid more serious stampede.

Zheng Ren glanced and saw a red system panel. He immediately separated the microphone in front of him with his hand and strode over.

The man lying on the camera kept twitching, his hands stiff and tight, like chicken feet.

"Flat car!"

"Oxygen!"

"ECG monitoring!"

Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.

In the face of sudden changes, 912 medical staff are very used to it, because it is part of their daily work. I just didn't expect that boss Zheng "accidentally" won the Nobel Prize and would encounter this kind of emergency treatment when he came out of the operating room.

The reporters and cameras around were excited!

This colleague will really come. Boss Zheng, the Nobel Prize winner, came out of the operating room, which is equivalent to a positional interview. It is a very touching thing in itself.

But if you can record boss Zheng's cardiopulmonary resuscitation, it is equivalent to shooting the scene of soldiers charging in the rain of bullets. The effect of playing it is absolutely different!

All the cameras turned the lens, and the flash silently released lightning, making the operating room white.

After a short period of consternation, director Kong immediately prepared what Zheng Rengang had just said with the nurses in the operating room.

The oxygen bag was quickly carried out and the man lay flat on the marble floor.

Su Yun said, "boss, he's Wei Feng of Haicheng Metropolis Daily."

"Hmm? Was the reporter invited by rhubarb teeth for that postpartum hemorrhage?" Zheng Ren asked suspiciously.

Su Yun nodded gently.

The words of respiratory alkalosis were written on Wei Feng's system panel, which puzzled Zheng Ren. However, according to the normal rescue process, he first took a look at Wei Feng's mouth for foreign bodies and secretions, and then inhaled oxygen through nasal catheter.

ECG monitoring showed sinus tachycardia, and other values were OK.

"20ml of 10% calcium gluconate was injected intravenously and sent to the emergency department for observation." Zheng Rendao.

Then he stood up and rubbed his hands on the isolation suit, as if he had touched something dirty.

"Dr. Zheng, isn't it time for cardiopulmonary resuscitation?" A reporter asked somewhat disappointed.

Dr. Zheng, who had just won the Nobel Prize, did nothing and asked people to send the fallen reporter to the emergency department. Simply, there was no tension of emergency treatment at all. For journalists, this is a bit of a spectacle.

"The heart hasn't stopped beating. What's cardiopulmonary resuscitation for?" Zheng Ren said, "it's respiratory alkalosis with spasm. Just take oxygen and give a calcium needle and observe for a period of time."

Su Yun smiled, and the sarcasm at the corners of his mouth became more and more intense. He waved, motioned for the camera lens to follow, and then squatted beside Wei Feng.

"The situation is very simple. It's respiratory alkalosis. In short, you've heard of the couple quarreling and pumping the woman to the hospital."

As soon as the reporters' eyes lit up, this face value was simply too high. It must be more attractive to be photographed. The key is to be willing to communicate with the media. Someone immediately replied, "I've heard of it."

"Women with neurological symptoms or factors that induce mental tension have no organic diseases. During the attack, they have accelerated respiratory movement, reduced arterial blood carbon dioxide partial pressure, respiratory alkalosis, excitement of sympathetic nervous system, and various clinical symptoms."

"Generally speaking, men are very rare. This reporter Comrade... Oh, you can't call him comrade. He is an intern reporter of the financial times." Su Yun smiled and picked up the badge hanging on Wei Feng's chest. "It must be the first interview task. Seeing the boss come out, he was excited and took a deep breath. Finally, he led to alkali poisoning and smoked directly."

“……”

The reporters didn't realize the Ming calendar. They just thought it was professional. It seemed to be true.

"In short, he has no work experience and is too nervous." Su Yun's smile was a little stronger, and his sarcasm was well covered up.

Then he took off his aseptic cap and his black hair floated on his forehead, like great pride.

The flat car was soon pushed over. Tang Haitao of the emergency department also got the news. He trotted with the nurse carrying the emergency rescue box.

"The patient was diagnosed with respiratory alkalosis. He has given calcium gluconate static push and inhaled oxygen. Push it back for observation." Su Yun stood up and said.

Then he stood behind Zheng Ren's body.

"Say he's the financial times."

"You haven't seen how arrogant he and the William editor in chief were before. They don't like it." Su Yun said, "kick your feet when you get a chance. Anyway, with Maris, they dare not talk back."

Zheng Ren gently shook his head and watched Wei Feng get on the bus and see him off all the way.

"Dr. Zheng, Dr. Su, you have won this year's Nobel Prize in medicine. Just say a few words." A reporter asked with a microphone.

Zheng Ren scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

Looking at the microphones and the eyes of many reporters, Zheng Ren thought for a few seconds and said, "I did a good job in my operation. I know that I am fully recognized by the Nobel Prize judges."

The operating room was silent.

Is this the award speech? Is this a provocation? Is Dr. Zheng mocking that the Nobel prize evaluation is not transparent and fair enough?

After a short silence, there was an uproar like a pot of water being boiled.

This should be the most controversial award speech in history. This is big news! It's definitely big news!!

It turned out that Dr. Zheng was so talented. He looked simple and honest. In fact, he was wilting.

The reporters immediately recorded Zheng Ren's words with all kinds of equipment, and some reporters kept asking questions.

Zheng Ren had already stepped back and pushed Su Yun to the front.

In comparison, Zheng Ren thinks Su Yun is more suitable for communicating with the media than himself.

The goods themselves like all occasions with many people, and the more people, the more excited, the better.

"Boss Zheng, cow force!" Ling Ge secretly stretched out his thumb and whispered in Zheng Ren's ear.

"Ha ha." Zheng Ren smiled, "just tell the truth."