Looking at director Lang whose mood suddenly collapsed, Zheng Ren silently stepped back. If you don't know him, you don't know how to comfort him.

It is estimated that I was exhausted and tired to the extreme, and happened to encounter such a thing again. From the moment of finding the patient's "pericardial tamponade", the heart began to fight between heaven and man.

Rescue and invalid.

Pericardial drainage, ineffective.

IABP, invalid.

It's no use doing anything. Great psychological pressure and guilt will undoubtedly crush a person. After a long-distance trip, he escorted the patient to 912, but the patient's family did not understand.

All negative emotions accumulated together. Finally, after he gave a positive answer, his suppressed reason relaxed in an instant, and this negative emotion burst out in an instant.

"I had skin disease five years ago. I knew it was radioactive dermatitis. How to treat it would have little effect. I knew it only when I was out of this environment. But... Alas, I always thought I had rich clinical experience and had many patients away from me..."

Director Lang said intermittently and finally turned into a long sigh. Said to leave, worked for so many years, how willing to go like this.

Cut constantly, reason is still chaotic, that tangle can only be understood and understood in it.

Su Yun wanted to offend him, but looked at director Lang's sad face, lost to the extreme, but he also endured it.

Director Zhang Lin knows the situation he is facing. Director Zhang is OK. There is no operation in 912, but director Zhang is faced with too many rising stars and can't balance the distress.

Everyone has their troubles. Director Zhang Lin doesn't know how to comfort director Lang.

There was silence in the corridor, and there was a little sadness in the silence.

The operators who have performed thousands of heart stenting operations are called countless living people in the old saying. They should not leave so bleakly.

But that's it. There's nothing that should or shouldn't be. Zheng Ren thought and walked to director Lang.

"EMM, I'll go with you." Zheng Rendao, "I did the operation, and I should explain it to the patient's family after the operation."

Director Lang hesitated. He knew boss Zheng was kind. But because of his good intentions, he was also worried that boss Zheng was entangled in medical disputes.

"To say that our insurance companies are unreliable, it would be good if the foreign insurance companies could come in in a few years." Su Yun said, "medical malpractice insurance, this kind of insurance doesn't exist at all. It's incredible."

The topic just now was too heavy. Su Yun timely changed the topic and talked about another topic.

"What if you have it? It's like the old lady who robbed children's coins a few days ago. What dare you do?" Zheng Ren replied.

"At least don't worry so much. If something happens, find an insurance company and hand it over to a professional lawyer." Su Yun said, "no one does not make mistakes. The key is that many mistakes are not mistakes at all. Up to now, the existing medicine can't even treat a cold. What can doctors do?"

"No way, bear it." Zheng Ren didn't ask director Lang to go out together. He strode away and asked, "the patient's name is Li Gangfeng."

"Yes, Li Gangfeng." Director Lang said with certainty.

Zheng Ren opened the door of the operating room and shouted, "Li Gangfeng's family!"

If only he knew that he would come out to communicate with the patient's family and wear sterile clothes, such an idea flashed in Zheng Renxin. In the face of sterile clothes with trace of blood, ordinary people will always be in awe.

While shouting the patient's name, Zheng Ren was careful.

Not afraid of being beaten, Zheng Ren is worried that if a person rushes out from the side, he will subconsciously fight back.

Killing a doctor is not news these days. At most, it's enough to show mourning in xinglinyuan for two days. If there is a hot search, someone will spend money to remove the hot search. But if the doctor kills or injures the patient's family members, I'm afraid it will make big news.

It was quiet outside. There was no such thing as Zheng Ren imagined that someone was filled with righteous indignation and rushed to theory or even hands-on.

An old lady came with the help of two middle-aged people.

"Doctor, I'm Li Gangfeng's lover. What do you call you?" Asked the old lady.

Her voice was a little old and trembling, but it had the strength of bossing and talking.

It seems that this is the head of the family. Zheng Ren makes a judgment.

"My last name is Zheng. I'm a doctor of 912." Zheng Ren said kindly, "I did the operation. The old man's current situation..."

"Doctor, I know it's impolite to disturb you." The old lady interrupted Zheng Ren and said, "I have no problem. I can't understand what you said. When I was in Nanshan, I couldn't understand what director Lang told me before surgery."

Zheng Ren frowned. He looked at the old man with white hair but a pleasant face and wondered. This script seems different from what I imagined.

"Just tell me whether my old man is dead or alive." The old lady said blandly, "I'm not afraid you don't believe it. We've already let go of the matter of life and death. People, there can be no immortality. At this age, there will be such a day sooner or later."

"Er..." Zheng Ren hesitated and said, "the patient will be sent to the ICU. It is estimated that he may be transferred out smoothly in 3-5 days. He will be able to recover basically in about 2 weeks."

"Thank you." The old lady insisted on bowing to Zheng Ren, then looked at director Lang beside Zheng Ren and said, "director Lang, you've been busy all night, and you've taken bus 120 to escort my wife to the imperial capital. It's hard."

Zheng Ren looked at the old lady carefully. When he saw that she was eighteen thousand miles away from what he expected, he kept his doubts in his heart and politely talked to her.

The old lady held out her hand and shook Zheng Ren's hand. Hands are thin but warm.

It was just that she didn't walk well. She staggered after shaking hands with Zheng Ren and expressing her gratitude. Two family members whispered to her, but she was refused.

She insisted on walking to director Lang and stretched out her hands.

Director Lang was stunned.

When boss Zheng had an operation, he was most worried about the patient's life and death, followed by how to face the patient's family after coming out.

I have tried my best. At least I have a clear conscience. He thought about countless possibilities, but he didn't think of the scene in front of him.

Subconsciously, the old man held director Lang's hand warmly and said in a trembling voice, "director Lang, thank you, thank you."

"Don't mind what happened just now. That kid is a relative's child. He knows to make trouble when he's free. I just beat him up." The old lady said with a smile, "you've tried your best. It's life that can't succeed. I know. Don't worry. I'm in charge at home. It won't be difficult for you."