Chapter 2664

Back in the office, Zheng Ren turned on the computer and went to see the e-mail from bota first.

The situation of Xiaoshi is indeed optimistic. After taking the drug, deepmact examination found that the number of tumor cells in the blood decreased significantly, and the lung and abdominal tumor tissues began to change to some extent.

But he had increased sputum ratio, not dyspnea as Su Yun said. I think Su Yun glanced at the email and misunderstood it.

"Phlegm, how did it come about?" Su Yun said to himself, "it sounds strange."

"Not yellow phlegm, no infection." Zheng Ren read the e-mail once, leaned back on the back of the chair, closed his eyes slightly, and whispered, "observe first for the time being. Maybe drugs stimulate the bronchus and produce a lot of secretions."

In this regard, Zheng Ren and Su Yun have no definite judgment. Now the treatment of small stones belongs to strange exploration and exploration. Each step is a new step, and there is no previous experience to explore.

Thinking about the situation of small stone, Zheng Ren and Su Yun stopped talking. They pondered silently.

"XIAOLINZI, can you weave rope?" Chang Yue came in from the outside and asked Lin Yuan.

"What rope?" Lin Yuan raised his head from behind the computer and asked.

"The red string on your hand."

"No, I haven't seen it." Lin Yuandao.

"Sister Yue, I will." Gu Xiaoran said, "it's worn before the Dragon Boat Festival. It's good to take it off when it rains after the Dragon Boat Festival?"

"Yes." Chang Yue was not sure, but she nodded.

"I'll come, I'll come." Gu Xiaoran volunteered.

Zheng Ren can't think of the change of Xiaoshi's condition, so he can only observe it again. After hearing Chang Yue's words, he opened his eyes and asked, "what's the matter, Chang Yue."

"A patient is worried about the failure of the operation and wants you to help make something." Chang Yue glanced coldly at Zheng Ren and said.

"Why?" Zheng Ren was puzzled.

"She's a little nervous. I think she was frightened by the operation." Chang Yue said, "tomorrow's operation, today's heart rate has been more than 100."

Preoperative anxiety is not uncommon, but it has nothing to do with weaving red rope. Zheng Ren silently watched Gu Xiaoran skillfully weave the red rope. He thought that the child was not bad except willing to cry.

Gu Xiaoran's action of weaving the red rope is light and skilled, and his hands are quite skillful.

"Sister Yue, my mother makes this for me every year during the Dragon Boat Festival. I started knitting red ropes for my mother the year before last. She was very happy to tie them to her." Gu Xiaoran's hands were dexterous, and Zheng Ren felt that he was playing with two guide wires.

Can the guide wire do that? Look, Zheng Ren's fingers have begun to move slightly.

It seems OK, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

A few minutes later, a red rope was braided, and a smile appeared on Chang Yue's cold face all the year round.

"Zheng Zong, lend it to you." Chang Yue said.

"Ah?" Zheng Ren answered in surprise.

Lend your head! I've seen it in the book. What do you mean by borrowing it for yourself?

"Go to the ward. You don't have to talk. Just stand where the mascot is." Chang Yue said.

Zheng Ren nodded and then stood up.

Since Chang Yue joined the medical group, from Haicheng to 912, Zheng Renhe has less and less communication with patients. In the past, we always had to spend half of our time talking with patients to get in touch with them and ease their anxiety and anxiety.

Now these jobs are done by Chang Yue. Zheng Ren hasn't chatted with the patients and their families for a long time, except for two rounds in the morning and night.

To see Chang Yue's communication, Zheng Ren thought.

Su Yun is not interested at all. He sits in a chair with his ass glued with glue. He holds a mobile phone in his hand and slides his thumb lightning on the screen.

Zheng Ren followed Chang Yue and felt funny when he saw her walking a little brisk.

Early in the morning, Zheng Ren knew who the patient was for surgery tomorrow. In particular, Chang Yue said he was older. He had guessed.

Sure enough, Chang Yue went to the elderly patient and said with a smile, "old man, this is the red rope made by President Zheng for you."

Then Chang Yue took the red rope in his hand and shook it in front of the elderly patient.

Zheng Ren thinks he should take two steps forward, which may deepen the patient's impression. He stood behind Chang Yue and looked at the patient with a smile.

"Well, Professor Zheng, I really trouble you." The old lady has a lot of ascites and her stomach is bulging like a hill. Half lying in bed, seeing Zheng Ren coming in, she tried to sit up.

But one is older, the other is more ascites. With the change of body position, the diaphragm will move and affect breathing.

Her two sons smiled and wanted to help the old lady immediately.

"No, no, you lie down." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "old man, is this the custom of your hometown?"

"It's an old rule. It's said that people always have several obstacles in their life. It's very difficult to step over. I just met obstacles. I want to ask for comfort." The old patient said.

Zheng Ren listened to her speak methodically and clearly, not like Alzheimer's disease, so he smiled and said, "don't worry, you will recover soon after the operation."

"Professor Zheng, I'm not afraid of your jokes. The older it is, the more afraid of death." The old patient tried to reach out. Zheng Ren understood and quickly handed his hand over.

The old patient took Zheng Ren's hand as if he were talking to his children and grandchildren, but he was very polite.

"Professor Zheng, you're young and have a good temper. I'm a feudal superstition. You made me a red rope yourself. When I was a child, many people died in our hometown many years ago, and there were random graves. Every time I passed by, my grandmother tied me a red rope, saying it could ward off evil spirits."

"Well, yes." Zheng Ren didn't know what to say, but he promised casually.

"I just said it casually. Xiao Chang took it seriously." The old patient said, "look at this... It's too much trouble for you."

"Nothing, nothing, no trouble." Zheng Ren said with some embarrassment.

"There are many rules in my hometown. It is said that there are three festivals on the red rope to drive away ghosts and evil spirits; the five festivals are..."

Zheng Ren then patiently listened to the folk custom explanation for ten minutes.

"Professor Zheng, please." Finally, the old patient insisted on trying to sit up and hold Zheng Ren's hand in both hands, "in our hometown's words, you are a Bodhisattva who saves suffering and difficulties. I have to leave the red rope you made for my grandson."

“……”

Zheng Ren scratched his head.

Gu Xiaoran made up a red rope to fool himself, but Zheng Ren was embarrassed when the old man said so.

"Old man, I didn't know you had these rules in your hometown before." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "you said there should be several knots. Shall I make one up for you face to face?"