"Zheng boss, I will tell you all the words you said to my friends." Song Ying knows that the matter is very important, very serious.
It is said that this kind of thing has nothing to do with him.
But the serious expression of Zheng’s boss and the kind of spirit that Song Camp has not seen for many years... the spirit of saving the wounded and dying? He did not know how to describe it. In short, Song Ying was moved by Zheng Ren.
"Well, trouble Song Ge. Right, go back and let the elderly stop amiodarone, or change other drugs." Zheng Rendao: "A few months later, the liver can be solved, liver function is also Can gradually recover."
"Okay, I remember." Song Ying said.
Zheng Ren did not tell Song Ying what medicine to change, to Song Ying’s ability, these things are not important at all.
Anyone who asks for a question knows.
After that, it was simple. Song Ying collected the film and started drinking with Su Yun and Chang Yue.
The amount of this wine is quite good, a bottle of Maotai goes down, the face does not change color.
Time is not early, Song Ying has a few hearts. It is necessary to be close, and not to provoke Zheng boss to hate.
The heat in the middle, he just took it.
Leave to leave, Song Ying went downstairs, but did not rush to get on the bus, but leaned on the door and ordered a cigarette.
Looking at the community hospital, he smiled. In the smog, Song Camp’s smile was a bit fuzzy.
This little Zheng boss, growing up is really fast.
The level of medical treatment is also high, and the illness of his own big brother is that Zheng Boss is optimistic.
This is a good card, but the shortcomings are also obvious - Zheng boss seems to treat the sick and save people more than the sky.
If this is the case, there is no advantage to yourself.
But Song Ying just think about it. At the very least, now that he has already entered the room, it is a relatively close friend... It should be considered.
In the night, Song Ying looked at the lights of the community hospital and seemed to be a little distracted.
After six or seven minutes, the smoke burned to his fingers and he woke up.
Quit the cigarette **** and throw it into the garbage bin next to it. Song Ying got on the bus and took out the phone.
"Brother, I came out from the boss of Zheng."
"I think it's okay, just a regular medical examination, no problem."
"Well, Zheng has always been unbiased about mental illness. In recent cases, it is said that many people are diagnosed with mental illness and were overthrown by Zheng Bo."
"Okay, then I will contact. Zheng boss has to return to Haicheng recently, waiting for him to come back."
Speaking a few words, Song Ying hung up the phone.
There is a business partner, the wife has depression, and the diagnosis is quite clear. Because of some minor problems, the annual physical examination has become a major event.
Song Ying did not think that Zheng Boss could overturn the diagnosis of depression. He only wanted to do a physical examination smoothly and steadily.
Boss Zheng, a tenured professor at the Massachusetts General Hospital, and a visiting professor at the Mayo Clinic, should be enough.
Song Ying sat in the car like thinking about things, but also like being in a daze.
After ten minutes, he shook his head slightly and ignited.
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Sending Song Camp away, the Xie Yi people began to clean up the table. Zheng Ren wants to help, but is pressed by the Xie Yi on the sofa.
As in the operating room, the Xie Yi’s mind never seemed to have the concept of Zheng Ren packing things up.
"Boss, you treat this, kill countless people." Su Yun reluctantly poured the last bit of wine in the iron covered Maotai bottle into the throat, enviously said.
"To do left ventricular volume reduction surgery, can you?" Zheng Ren thought about another thing.
"Do you talk to me? Or do you say with Changyue?" Su Yun took a look at Zheng Ren and said disdainfully.
"It can be done." Zheng Rendao: "The operation is difficult, and postoperative care is more difficult. You should go to icu to see a few more eyes."
"Our 912 is very strong, so don't worry about it. But how can patients survive and step down, I am very curious about this." Su Yundao.
"Who knows, I only have a 70% confidence. If you add you, you may be more confident." Zheng Ren looked at the TV, but Su Yun could feel his pupils dilated and was in a state of emptying himself.
This cargo knows to have surgery.
Su Yun shook his head, packed up the table, and washed each other.
Zheng Ren was lying in bed, thinking about the report that Song Ying had just taken and entered the system space.
Surgery is difficult, and Zheng Ren knows this. However, in 1997, the surgery was carried out by Mr. Huang Fangzhen, and there is no reason for him to fail.
But he tried to buy surgery training time, but the system operating room was empty.
It seems that the big pig's hooves do not recognize this kind of self-selected surgical training method, and Zheng Ren also said that he is helpless.
Then I can only wait for the patient to come, and then say that Zheng Ren is sitting in the system space, watching more and more... the little white fox, who is alive and well, has no fear.
With its gaze, Zheng Ren gradually entered a state of emptiness.
When the alarm sounded, Zheng Rencai found himself sitting in the system space for a night.
After getting up, Zheng Ren took a chance.
There is no feeling of fatigue at all, full of energy, it seems to be full of blood and blue resurrection. Zheng Ren is arguing, can he rest in the system space in the future?
I never thought about this kind of thing before, but it was stupid enough. Zheng Ren mocked a few words in his heart.
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After all, dozens of patients were thrown in community hospitals. Although the surgery is relatively reassuring, there are not many postoperative complications, and it is still necessary to check the house.
When I came to the community hospital, Zheng Ren was still very happy. It is now gradually filled up by myself, and the pace of the Nobel Prize is very solid.
Zheng Ren came to the community hospital almost every day, and the doctors who had studied had already touched the law.
Although they are eager to go to the operating table, Su Yun’s blunt rules must be spent in community hospitals for one month, and then there is a chance to see individual performance.
When I first arrived, I was still on the verge of the Nobel Prize project team. The general hospitalization and band professors from all over the country did not dare to talk about anything, but just did their best.
Just the more you work, the more amazing you are.
Tips surgery, not to mention county-level hospitals, even in provincial hospitals, the mortality and complications of postoperative hepatic encephalopathy are also high and scary.
However, in the community hospitals, what they saw was a quiet and peaceful one. There were few complications in the postoperative patients, and some were simple treatments.
As time went by, the new doubts of the doctors began to turn into inexplicable worship. Can get the tips surgery, postoperative complications are still few, if this is to go back to school, is the craft!
How many patients with hepatitis B in the country have complicated portal hypertension? Not to mention treating diseases and saving people, it is said that there is a skill to mix and eat, this will be enough.
The doctor on duty waited for Zheng Ren’s arrival at the door early in the morning.
Zheng Renhe Su Yun and Chang Yue walked into the community hospital and listened to the doctor on duty to introduce the situation of the patient last night.
Suddenly, there was a noise at the end of the corridor.
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