139 The 'Lucky” Escape

After the angiographic footage was edited, Zheng Ren and Old Chief Physician Pan walked out of the operating theater.

Chang Yue and Tang Xiu were nowhere to be seen; they were presumably in the emergency ward right now. Amazed, Zheng Ren complimented Chang Yue internally for her superb communication skills.

The family member's emotions had gone out of control, and yet Chang Yue had been able to calm the woman down within twenty minutes. Her abilities were simply amazing.

Zheng Ren returned to the emergency ward after bidding goodbye to Old Chief Physician Pan.

He entered the office and saw Chang Yue trying her very best to comfort Tang Xiu.

Tang Xiu was wiping the tears that had ruined her makeup with the tissues Chang Yue provided.

"Chief Zheng, you're back," said Chang Yue immediately after seeing Zheng Ren.

"Yes. You're the patient's family member? What's your name?" he asked.

"..." Tang Xiu was momentarily stunned, but she quickly regained her composure and replied, "Hello, Doctor Zheng. I'm Tang Xiu, the daughter of the patient you've just rescued."

She stood up and politely extended her hand.

Zheng Ren gently shook it and felt cold moisture on her palm.

"Please sit down. I'll explain the patient's condition to you, then we'll go to the ICU together, but you can't enter the ward so you won't be able to visit your father today. If everything goes well, you can visit him tomorrow," said Zheng Ren as he flipped on his computer and brought up the angiographic footage that he had just edited.

Everything from the cause of disease to the patient's condition at the time of onset, and finally to the emergency resuscitation and surgery, was explained in a concise manner.

Tang Xiu, whose emotions had stabilized, started shuddering from anxiety again.

According to Zheng Ren, her father had had a ruptured hepatic hemangioma leading to profuse bleeding from a blood vessel only a few millimeters thick. If he had been admitted a minute too late, he definitely would have passed away.

Zheng Ren explained the details clearly with his footage so that Tang Xiu could understand it better.

The widespread smoke was like the dissipation of life energy, and the last angiographic image revealed that the deadly smoke had finally disappeared. The whole process seemed simple, but the shock and fear in her heart was indescribable.

Tang Xiu could hear the sound of her heart throbbing against her ribcage for over ten seconds of stunned silence.

The beatings were so intense,

As if in the next second,

Her heart would burst through her chest.

Tang Xiu forced herself to calm down before she stood up and deeply bowed to Zheng Ren.

"Thank you, Doctor Zheng," she intoned.

"You're welcome." Zheng Ren waved his hand and said, "The patient isn't out of danger yet. You can thank me when he is discharged from the hospital."

"I would never have had the chance to thank you if you hadn't acted in a timely manner." A complicated feeling gnawed at her heart.

She once again recalled the article written by Wei Feng not long ago.

That was a memory that she tried but failed to wipe away.

There came a certain moment in life when every human had to face their true self.

If her superiors had not ordered her to blackmail the reporter with evidence, she would have happily published the article on the front page.

One learned to empathize only after being in another's shoes.

Had Tang Xiu had been given a second chance, she would definitely have smashed the article right into Wei Feng's face.

Her initial excitement upon first reading the article, the despair upon hearing the horrifying news and the joy after escaping the nightmare… Inside her heart was a chaotic mess of emotions.

"Let's go to the ICU." Zheng Ren walked out of the office.

Tang Xiu quickly caught up with him and asked, "Doctor Zheng, does my father have a high chance of recovery?"

"Yes," Zheng Ren answered confidently, "However, lots of red blood cells and plasma have been infused due to massive hemorrhaging, so complications such as DIC may arise. Please wait outside, I'll check on the patient."

Zheng Ren pressed the doorbell and entered once the door was unlocked.

All manner of incurable diseases and critical illnesses were sent to ICU, a place responsible for cleaning up every mess in the hospital.

It was as busy as ever. Zheng Ren could hear the cacophony of various monitors and ventilators from the ICU corridor.

The sound involuntarily quickened his heart rate and pushed his mind into a state of high alert.

"How is the patient?" Zheng Ren asked, having gone straight to the postoperative patient after entering the ICU.

"He has woken up from general anesthesia, and his condition remains stable so far. I've told him that he needs a ventilator to assist his breathing for one night," replied Su Yun, who was sitting on a chair while repeatedly tapping a paper with the tip of a pen.

The patient's vital signs on the monitor had normalized and his systolic pressure had reached 100mmHg. The blood-red font on the System panel at the upper right corner of Zheng Ren's vision gradually faded as well, a clear sign that the patient had gotten out of immediate danger.

"Okay." Zheng Ren nodded and scanned through the patient's postoperative test results. Just when he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly recalled something and asked, "What do you want for dinner? I'm going to order some delivery."

"No thanks." Su Yun lazily stretched and said with a smile, "Yiren just said that she has found a new barbeque restaurant. Once the patient's condition stabilizes, we'll head out for dinner."

"..."

"Chief resident, keep an eye on the house"

"..." Zheng Ren turned around and left without hesitation.

A chief resident indeed lived a miserable life.

He could only stay in the hospital and await emergency cases while his buddies could happily go out for dinner. Although he had no interest in food, he actually enjoyed the moments spent together with the group.

'What a bummer. In that case, perhaps I can check if there are any trauma cases awaiting wound closure in the emergency department. Practice makes perfect, right?' Zheng Ren thought along the way.

Upon exiting the outermost doors of the ICU, Tang Xiu stepped forward eagerly, but was afraid to hear bad news.

After seeing Tang Xiu's hesitation and worry, Zheng Ren did not keep her waiting. "Your father has regained consciousness from anesthesia, but massive blood loss has rendered his body weak, so we've used a ventilator to assist his breathing for a night to reduce his cardiac workload. I think he can be transferred to the emergency ward tomorrow morning."

Zheng Ren's words completely took a load off her mind.

"Thank you, Doctor Zheng."

"No problem." Zheng Ren waved his hand and left.

Relieved, Tang Xiu began to call her mother and other relatives to inform them of the bad news and the relatively good news.

'F*ck you, Wei Feng!' She cursed internally while making the calls.

If the chief editor had allowed the publication of Wei Feng's article, Doctor Zheng would have been suspended, at the very least.

If that had been the case… a cold corpse would have been waiting for her today.

The more Tang Xiu thought about it, the greater her fear. Not giving a damn about her image, she slumped against the wall, using it to support her weight.

The cold of the wall seeped into her body and froze her soul.

'Luck was on my side,' she thought emotionally after a long while.

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…

Zheng Ren returned to the emergency ward and began revision on a book of emergency first aid. He had completely forgotten about the academic conference that Old Chief Physician Pan wanted him to attend, and as for the invitation card, he had absolutely no clue where he had placed it last time.

However, since he was a chief resident of the emergency department, there was nothing wrong with him gaining knowledge in emergency first aid.

At half-past five, Xie Yiren ran down and asked Zheng Ren what he wanted to have for dinner.

Zheng Ren hesitated for a while, and Xie Yiren merely looked at him as if staring at a fool.

She was unable to comprehend his thinking. How could anyone dislike food? How boring would life be if everything in the world tasted the same?

Yes, Zheng Ren was indeed a boring man.

Without waiting for his answer, Xie Yiren told him not to order food and pulled Chang Yue out of the room.

Yang Lei trailed them like a ghost. He shifted his gaze between Xie Yiren's back and Zheng Ren, and silently gave him an ambiguous smile.

Everyone was gone, and every patient who could ambulate had returned home as well. The emergency ward felt quiet and empty.

Zheng Ren read his book attentively.

The phone rang at past seven o'clock.

He accepted the call; on the other end, there was a high-pitched cry among absolute chaos in the background.

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