"One month after the operation, the patient just caught up with the Chinese New Year and suddenly vomited blood." Director Kong continued, "later, when I was hospitalized, I found a large area of necrosis inside the tumor, but because I did it too quickly, the tumor volume was too large, and there were too many necrotic tissues. I broke the balance, and there were problems in body absorption. In the later stage of the abscess, an artery was corroded and rotten, resulting in massive bleeding."

"Emergency first aid, the patient died 13 days later."

"After that, the patient's family thought it was director Cao's operation and complained constantly. Even if there was a court judgment, it was finally ruled that it was a medical accident."

Zheng Ren, it's really bad to meet such a thing.

"Do you think this is director Cao's own business?" Director Kong's eyes are a little swollen because he stays up late. But behind his swollen eye blisters, his eyes were still sharp.

"The bolt is a little urgent. It shouldn't be." Zheng Ren said frankly.

"I thought so at first." Director Kong said, "but the dust has settled. At a meal, I saw that director Cao is much older and particularly haggard. I didn't know the truth until I asked."

"The patient's family is very poor. As you know, the intervention operation should be done at least 10000 times. The patient's family can't afford 6-8 operations at all. After repeated communication and communication with the patient's family, director Cao signed three informed consent forms to complete the operation."

"But it's no use signing. You know that." Director Kong said lightly, "if something happens, who cares whether to sign or not, a medical accident will make you exhausted."

Speaking of this, director Kong looked up at Zheng Ren and stared for a few seconds before he continued leisurely.

"Then director Cao had a retreat intention. After so many years, he made almost the same money. He was rich and powerful. The middle class and pension could still do it. It was getting harder and harder to do work. At that time, I thought he wanted to find a leisure position to provide for the elderly."

"Or do you think Zhou Chunyong can go to heaven? For the sake of Gao Shaojie, he went directly to the clinic as a deputy director."

Zheng Ren smiled.

"It's not extreme yet. You've experienced director Miao personally. I'll ask you, is it meaningful?" Director Kong looked into Zheng Ren's eyes, which were somewhat threatening.

"Don't forget the original heart. These four words come from many sources. It is mentioned in the Shangshu Yixun Xianyou Yide, and it is said that it is also in the fahua Sutra. The Tao Te Ching says that caution is the same as the beginning."

"Be careful. You always have to do it. The older the Jianghu is, the less courage you have. Boss Zheng, I'm frightened by what you've done in the past year." Director Kong smiled.

Zheng Ren's eyes fell on the thick files, and his heart felt something.

I've made great progress all the way. I don't know how many people are adding bricks and tiles behind me. Chang Yue's work doesn't seem important. In fact, that's the cornerstone. Director Kong is the same, silently helping himself to check and make up for deficiencies.

But he didn't know he was open, so director Kong had doubts.

The amount of surgery is large. He has seen this. But I haven't seen such a large amount before there was an accident. Zheng Ren also knows that the reason why there is no accident is because of his own caution and... The lucky value given by the system and the aura of the protagonist.

"It really stunned me. Now I feel unreal when I look at these medical records, even if I accumulate them day by day." Director Kong said faintly, "I drag you from Haicheng and always have to help you on your horse and take another ride. Otherwise, the emperor capital is in deep water, and I'm afraid you'll choke. But your boss Zheng is born to swim. You can swim in the sea before I come back for earthquake relief."

Speaking of this, director Kong's face relaxed a lot.

"Do you think I'm talking about medical risk?" Director Kong then smiled and said, "for patients, this is an unbearable burden in life. Let's say that director Cao's patient can live for one month without surgery. If he does, he will be gone."

"Maybe it's better for you to do the operation, but you can't expect everyone to be like you."

"Life is not a method of addition and subtraction. These philosophical speculations are the coldest and most boring things in the end."

"What we do is like blowing a big bubble." Director Kong looked at Zheng Renhe and Su Yun. "Can bubbles not break? It's impossible."

"Director, is it a little pessimistic?"

"The big bubble you think and what I say should be two different things." Director Kong said with a smile, "there is nothing wrong with the current practice of curing diseases and saving people. What I want to say is to slow down, and then slow down. Caution is the beginning, and it is still a word of caution."

Director Kong said, a little tired. He stood up and put the file bag in the cabinet behind him. There are a dozen similar file bags arranged neatly, like soldiers to be reviewed.

Patted Zheng Ren on the shoulder. Director Kong said, "go home and sleep. There will be remote surgery tomorrow."

"Yes." Zheng Ren was exposed by director Kong, but he refused to explain. Perhaps director Kong himself didn't know how to explain.

Seeing director Kong on the bus, Zheng Ren and Su Yun looked at each other and tacitly went to the outdoor smoking room.

It's very cold in December. The smoking room can only keep out the wind, but it can't keep warm.

His fingers were cold and holding a cigarette. Zheng Ren looked at the ethereal smoke rising slowly. He thought a lot in his heart, but he couldn't remember what he thought.

"Boss, director Kong has given you something he hasn't thought about all his life." Su Yun said with a smile, "this is the mantle."

"No." Zheng Ren said, "now I think it's really not long to think too much. There are thousands of reasons... What's the next sentence?"

"Head iron is dry!"

"Hey, be careful in the future. As for the others, I don't want to understand them for the time being."

"The director has said that philosophical speculation will eventually become very boring. These things say they are meaningful, but in fact they are meaningless. People will always die. What we do is to survive."

"That's too dark."

"Originally, you said that director Cao had an operation and the patient lived one or two months less. Is it worth it just to fight for a possibility?"

Zheng Ren felt that the more he thought, the more confused he was. He quickly finished smoking, put it out in the ashtray and said with a smile, "go back. If you know less, it will be warmer. What do you say?"

"I'm sure of tomorrow's operation."

Su Yun saw that Zheng Ren didn't want to say this, and knew that it was an unsolvable problem, so he turned the topic away. It was just that if he knew less, he would be warmer, which made his thinking pause slightly for half a second.

The truth is that iron is dry.

Speaking of the first, if everyone ponders philosophy, the world should stop turning. Do what you can, that's all.

"No problem." Zheng Ren answered in the affirmative.