Chapter 138： You should have a higher chapter and a wider stage.

Director Lao Pan and Tang Xiu had just arrived outside the operating room. Tang Xiu had not had time to call and inform the family that the door of the operating room had been opened and a flat car was pushed out from inside.

Tang Xiuyi, there is no white cloth.

His father's hair is gray, and his face is pale and white. It seems to be dead.

There was a girl in a blue gown sitting in the car. The posture was particularly awkward and she tried to hold the ball.

Although he has not studied medicine, Tang Xiu is considered to be Kochi. It is a vow to know that pinching the ball and doing artificial respiration is to provide oxygen to his father.

In an instant, sadness begins.

Tears can no longer contain them.

Dead... Rescue failure... Countless negative words come to mind.

A cool air rises from the back, and countless Venus flashes in front of you.

A bed that grabbed the operating bed, Tang Xiu was crying.

Just crying, but no sound.

But in the place, anyone can feel the pain of the painful heart.

Zheng Ren took the direction in front, Su Yun was strolling in the back, and Chu squatted in the corner of the flat car, concentrating on pinching the ball.

Tang Xiu grabbed the bed file, so that the speed of the flat car was slow, like who stepped on the brakes, and Chu suddenly fell off the car.

Zheng Ren was on the head side, and quickly helped Chu Churan, angered: "Who are you!"

Director Pan Pan quickly opened Tang Xiu and said seriously: "People are not dead, you should not interfere with the rescue."

not dead? Tang Xiu had been opened by the old Pan, and did not want to understand a simple sentence.

At this point, her brain is completely confused.

This seems to be a good news. It may also be that the doctor deliberately comforted himself. She was opened by the old director Pan, but in any case could not contain the sadness of her heart and continue to cry silently.

"It is a family member." Director Lao Pan said.

"You're okay." Zheng Ren asked with a concern. Seeing Chu Xiaoran shook his head and his eyes narrowed. He seemed to smile at himself and let go of his heart.

Open the medical elevator door and pull the car into it.

"Director Pan, let her wait for me here, after sending the patient to the ICU, I will communicate with her." The elevator door slowly closed, and the voice of Zheng Ren came out.

Director Pan has seen countless joys and sorrows, and it is not unusual for Tang Xiu to look like this.

He also said no comfort. This stall is the most unstable time for a person. No matter what he says, it doesn't matter.

The key is that Director Pan does not know how to do the surgery. He has to give some psychological comfort to his family. I don’t know if the operation is successful or not, but it’s a big taboo.

The lobby outside the operating room on the third floor was very empty, and the sound of the northerly whistling faintly came in, mixed with the suppressed silent crying, with a smoldering force.

However, Director Pan is a person who came down from the battlefield and cares about this.

The yang is strong and the evil is easy.

He carefully recalled the moment, and judging from Zheng Ren’s expression and manners, the operation should be smooth.

This hospitalization is really good.

Like this kind of rescue today, it has been three or five times in a month, and every rescue is very successful.

This time, it should be no problem.

Director Pan Pan took his hands and slowly paced in the hall, thinking about whether there were any loopholes in his communication with his family.

Zheng Ren’s child is arrogant, he can’t delay himself.

After more than ten minutes, Zheng Ren came up from the fire exit, Chu suddenly followed, did not see Su Yun.

"Zheng Ren, come back." Director Pan gave a color.

Zheng Ren agreed, nodded and whispered: "very successful."

Finally, a stone fell to the ground.

Tang Xiu sat on the ground, his hands clasped his knees, his head buried deep in his knees, his shoulders shaking.

"You are a family member?" Zheng Ren asked in front of Tang Xiu.

Tang Xiu did not seem to hear it, still sitting on the ground and twitching.

Zheng Ren asked a few more words. Seeing that Tang Xiu was stupid, he still didn't respond. He had to take out the phone. "Busy?"

"Come to the operating room hall."

"Yes, there is a patient who is overly sad and unable to communicate."

"Well, yes, you come up, I will sort out the image data. The operation is very successful, rest assured."

Having said that, Zheng Ren hangs up and tells the old director Pan: "Let Changyue come to communicate."

Director Pan Pan understands Changyue’s communication skills. He knows that Zheng Ren’s words are correct. He doesn’t mind if he arranges his own report again. He smiles and asks: “How is surgery done?”

Zheng Ren took a look at Chu's shoulders and motioned her to go ahead. She wanted to be with Chang Lao, and then calmly said: "The liver hemangioma is traumatic rupture, find the blood supply artery, and first hit a coil."

"So simple?"

"This is more complicated." Zheng Rendao: "The blood supply artery is relatively thick, and the spring coil can't completely block it, so four gel sponges are used."

Listening to Zheng Ren’s talk about the operation, there is no exciting point, but Director Pan can imagine the kind of nervousness and caution that the rescue moment must be repeated every second.

“How is the patient now?” asked the old director Pan.

"After ICU, blood pressure has risen to 80 mm Hg, and low pressure has also appeared. Heart rate has decreased, hemorrhagic shock should have been controlled." Zheng Ren reported: "I don't worry, let Su Yun take a look. If If it goes well, it will be taken out tomorrow morning and transferred out of the ICU."

"That's good." Director Pan was satisfied, and looked at Zheng Ren full of pride.

The two talked a few more words, and Chang Yue rushed up.

I handed it here to Changyue, and Zheng Ren and Lao Pan Director entered the operating room.

When he came to the operation room, Zheng Ren explained the imaging data of the operation and explained the operation of the operation to Director Pan.

Zheng Ren also expressed surprise at the good study of Director Pan.

He is almost seventy years old. Although his body is tough, his eyes are not spent, his ears are not sloppy, and he walks like a wind, but he is absolutely unable to get involved in the operating table.

In this life, there will be no interventional surgery.

So what is the significance of his interventional surgery? Zheng Ren did not know, too lazy to think. Perhaps the elderly are eager to learn, perhaps because he has a good grasp of a clinical means to deal with emergency patients.

However, regardless of what Mr. Pan thinks, his request to Zheng Ren will certainly be satisfied, just to talk about the small things like surgery.

I have seen the surgery, especially the shocking "fireworks" from full bloom to decline and dissipate. Director Pan is convinced that the operation was successful.

Although there was no actual surgery, Director Pan also saw interventional surgery and knew the basic principles and operational difficulties.

Listening to Zheng Ren's ease, seeing the operation is simple, but the director of the old Pan knows that the difficulty lies in the high level of Zheng Ren, one by one was cracked.

If you change your personal, you may not find a bleeding artery, and the patient will die on the stage because of excessive bleeding.

Quietly watching Zheng Ren splicing the image data, the director of the old Pan suddenly moved.

"Let me find a time to contact Professor Yan, you should go to the emperor to see."

"Well?" Zheng Ren sideways, do not understand why the old Pan Director suddenly said so.

"You should soar in the wider blue sky and stay in Haicheng, but unfortunately."