"Well, the lesions are relatively large and deep, and it is difficult to perform endoscopic mucosal dissection." Zheng Ren pondered the solution. "First take the pathology with endoscopy, then take time to surgery."
After that, he glanced at the patient's family.
Suddenly realized that his own words seem to be a bit more, this is in Director Luo’s office.
Director Luo looked at Zheng Ren with great interest. He felt that this young man was particularly interesting.
A bit of a skill, but there are a lot of words, it is estimated to be anxious.
Isn’t he taking the normal formalities for further study, but the kind of relationship, the kind of one that he walked for a few months in the short term?
The family members of the patient walked away in a grateful manner. Director Luo asked the next patient's family to wait. He smiled and looked at Dr. Shen and waited for him to speak.
"Director Luo, this is Zheng Boss, just transferred to our hospital." Dr. Shen whispered.
Things have exceeded their expectations, this is not a regular sense to see Director Luo, say hello.
Zheng Boss directly discussed the condition with Director Luo, and Dr. Shen is not sure what will happen.
"Zheng boss?" Director Luo gently recited these three words, thinking that this is really a peer, not a rich second generation to do business?
Is it only a provincial research fund or a national research fund?
"Director Luo, I just came to 912, responsible for the new surgical research of TIPS surgery, but also..." Zheng Ren tried to keep smiling and endured the pain from the blue eyes of the eyebrows.
His words were just halfway, and Director Luo’s expression suddenly changed.
"You are Zheng...ren?" Director Luo stared at Zheng Ren and asked.
"Well, I am Zheng Ren, I will give you a lot of trouble in the future." Zheng Ren said with politeness.
"You are recommended as a candidate for the Nobel Prize. Is this true?" Director Luo asked, and the tone was gone before it was light, slightly anxious.
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded.
Because of some coincidences, Zheng Ren was recommended by Dr. Mehar and nominated for the Nobel Prize. People were performing tasks in the south, and all relevant news was suppressed.
Director Kong did not elaborate on anything, but the Nobel Prize nomination did not involve confidential work, so he occasionally showed up with other colleagues while eating and drinking.
I have dug up the Nobel Prize candidate to 912. Isn’t this enough?
This matter was only spread in a small area. Everyone was not very convinced, but did not expect to see the Lord today.
Director Luo stunned.
The old hole guy said that it turned out to be true!
If there is no doubt, it is all nonsense. But today, this small, swollen face of the doctor appeared in front of him, facing a difficult "ordinary" case, giving the same diagnosis as himself, which shows some problems.
The three surgical methods that Zheng Ren finally proposed are not what he said.
Director Luo is also in the heart of these three surgical methods, and is very inclined to the third. For diagnosis and treatment, the two are considered to be the same as the hero.
After all, patients have a history of Crohn's disease. If the colon is not resected, there will still be a high probability of disease. Retaining the **** is to improve the patient's postoperative quality of life, and it is worthwhile to take risks.
In the case of rectal fistula, the patient needs to bring a bag and the feces are excreted from the bag. Different from the physiological structure of normal people, it will cause tremendous psychological pressure and ideological burden on patients.
In some extreme cases, it may even lead to premature death.
The choice of program has a direct relationship with the doctor's personal personality and diagnostic level.
It seems that this guy's level is really good.
Director Luo stood up and reached out and smiled softly: "Zheng boss, first time meeting, fortunately."
Zheng Ren quickly reached out and shook hands with Director Luo.
This way of meeting has returned to the right track and is simply too formal. Director Luo gave respect to himself and he was respected by the Nobel Prize.
"Sit, sit, don't be polite. Is the bed that the old hole gives you is not enough, or is it difficult to accept the patient?" Director Luo said that he was very polite and pointed to the essence of the problem.
As an upstream department, doctors in the intervention department come to find yourself, and what else can be done.
"Everything." Zheng Ren smiled politely and sat down on the chair and said: "The director Kong is not at home, and I don't know how to carry out the work. I will come and meet you first."
"Zheng boss is very polite. There is about TIPS surgery, how is your progress?" Director Luo is more interested in this.
Zheng Rengang wanted to answer, and the door of Director Luo’s office came with a soft knock.
Director Luo shook his head and smiled. "In the hospital, there is no time to gossip."
"I have nothing to do, you are busy first." Zheng Ren smiled.
"Please come in." Director Luo is sitting in danger, said.
A man opened the door, smiled and wanted to come in. But there are other family members in front of him, and subtle emotions spread.
"Director Luo, I was introduced by Dr. Ding."
Director Luo noticed the subtle emotions and said: "You are waiting for me outside, I have finished other things."
As he said, he waved to the people who lined up outside.
This kind of processing is very appropriate. At first glance, I know that Director Luo is facing these things every day. How to solve it has formed a formula is the relationship, or queue up better.
Zheng Ren is not in a hurry, anyway, going back is no problem. It is the focus to straighten out the relationship in the hospital. Director Luo’s attitude has been unexpectedly good, which makes Zheng Ren very reassured.
A middle-aged woman squeezed in, first licked a cockroach, then whispered: "Director Luo, hello."
"The film is for me, talk about the situation." Director Luo is still very gentle, there is not much embarrassment, directly said.
The woman put the film and other materials on the desk of Director Luo. The waist was still slightly bent and kept a respectful attitude. She said: "It’s my daughter’s problem. She is 22 years old. She always feels very tired recently. There are still a few abdominal pains, and the face is white and it looks scary.
Every time I go to the hospital, I am sent to our local hospital. The first diagnosis is intestinal obstruction, but if I check it carefully, I will give it a negative. The doctor of the small land, the level is low. ”
Director Luo listened as he looked through the patient's test sheet.
Zheng Rentian sat in the chair, and some of them moved, but they resisted. Here is the 912 hospital. It is the office of the director who digested Negro, and he can't do anything more and more, or else there is no fate in his heart.
Director Luo’s eyes, Yu Guang’s eyes, saw Zheng Ren’s eagerness to try. He felt funny in his heart. He looked at the laboratory test and said: “Zheng boss, come to the palm of your hand?”