The Surgeon's Studio

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The patient with Meng fan's mezzanine syndrome would be sent to the ICU until Wang Qiang sent him an aortic stent. Zheng Ren glanced at the emergency room and ran back to perform the emergency surgery with director Wang. The surgery was very fast. It was only the most basic surgery such as appendectomy and cholecystitis. The two of them performed it separately, and they were done before Seveno' clock. Sending the patient down seemed to be the same as a few months ago. However, he was short of an assistant and a capable resident doctor under him. "Chief Wang, this kind of situation isn't common, right?" Zheng Ren changed his clothes and had a stiff conversation with CEO Wang. "Not much. I guess it's because you're coming back, so there are more. I heard from the doctors and nurses that you're especially busy when you're on duty. " Chief Wang laughed. There was a difference between busy and not busy doctors in the hospital. Some people were born to be busy. When they were on duty for an entire night, they could work until they collapsed. But some people were very idle. Not to mention that they did not come to the emergency room, the patients 'conditions in the ward were stable and nothing happened to them. They slept all the way until dawn. These were all baseless claims, but almost all the medical staff believed this. Just like the legendary God of night shift, who didn't even have an altar, they were the classic examples of people who believed in them or didn 't. After returning to his familiar office, Zheng Ren sat down on the most familiar seat facing the sun and took out his phone. Little Yiren left a message saying that she and Chu Yanzhi had gone out to buy breakfast and would be back soon. After breakfast, everyone started to arrive for work. Zheng Ren did not wait in the office. He ran to the door of Department Director Pan's office and waited for the old Department Director to come to work. The confusion in his heart seemed to have gotten a little better after a few operations. As he stood at the door of the director's office, a sense of homesickness rose in him. He had been very busy recently and should have come back to visit the old director long ago. Zheng Ren reflected on himself in his heart, but video chatting was still not enough. Very soon, old Department Director pan appeared at the other end of the corridor. Zheng Ren stood at attention and saluted with his eyes as he watched old Department Director pan walk over. "Zheng Ren? When did you come back?" Old Department Director pan was happy, but he asked in puzzlement. "I just came back from overseas. I missed you, so I came back to see you." Zheng Ren said in a low voice. "There's nothing much to do at home, so you have to focus on work. How's the Nobel Prize project going?" Department Director pan asked as he opened the door. "Director, I'm a little confused. I don't want to ask for your opinion." After he entered the room, Department Director pan sat on the chair behind the office desk and listened to Zheng Ren's story of what had happened recently. As he said that, there was a knock on the door. Zheng Ren stood up and opened the door. It was Wang Qiang from the second People's Hospital of the city. He held a box in his hand and bowed politely, not caring about the age difference. "Chief Wang, you're too kind." Zheng Ren quickly said. "Boss Zheng, I've brought the things. Please take a look and see if there's anything that doesn't suit you. If there is, I'll get someone to send more. " Wang Qiang said. "What's going on?" Old Department Director pan asked. "Director, there was a patient who jumped off a building this morning. He was diagnosed with aortic dissection. The hospital doesn't have any medical consumables, so we're asking director Wang to send some things over for emergency use." Old Department Director pan nodded. He did not answer Zheng Ren's question, nor did he show any surprise at the mezzanine. "Where's the patient?" Old Department Director pan asked. "He's at ICU, controlling his blood pressure. " Zheng Ren said. "There's no need to change shifts. Just let chief Wang take care of it. Let's go and take a look at the patient. " Old Department Director pan stood up with an imposing aura. The condition of aortic dissection could not be delayed, and it could determine the patient's life and death in a few minutes. However, there were not many people who could perform surgery. Wang Qiang was not one of them. He was not involved in blood vessels. If he was really forced to do it, he could try, but he would not be as skilled as a professional vascular doctor. However, no one in the vascular Department of the First People's Hospital of chasu city City did interventional surgeries. All of them were surgeons. There was a huge barrier when it came to thread consumption during an interventional surgery. It was not a big deal to save people, but most people would think about it if they wanted to use their own health to exchange for the health of others. This was especially true after a doctor from the former Department of interventional services in the First People's Hospital of Wuxin city contracted a blood tumor. No one performed surgery in this area anymore. If Zheng Ren was not around, the confirmed patients would have to take a huge risk and be transferred to the provincial capital. They could either wait for half a day for a doctor from the provincial capital to come over as a freelance surgeon. The various causes and effects of this were difficult to explain in a few words. However, with Zheng Ren around, all of this could be easily solved. Old Department Director pan was also very relieved, and even his walking speed increased a little. "Director, how have you been?" Zheng Ren tried to find a topic to talk about. Old Department Director pan only had a few senile diseases on the system panel, and none of them were serious. However, he did not even say a word when he saw old Department Director pan? Wasn't that bullsh * t? "I'm fine. Don't always run around. " "I'm done with the noodles. Let's go out for lunch at noon, and I'll tell you my thoughts,"Department Director pan said. Zheng Ren nodded. Wang Qiang had followed him all the way. He didn't want to leave just like that. It wasn't easy to get a chance to show off in front of boss Zheng. In the future, he would have to rely on boss Zheng for Advanced Studies and other things. Wang Qiang knew that boss Zheng was very popular. How many years had Cheng lixue suppressed him? Boss Zheng had performed TIPS twice, and Cheng lixue had been misdiagnosed for Buga syndrome. He had lost face in front of everyone, and now Wang Qiang was not afraid of him. Without boss Zheng, even with teacher Gao's support, Wang Qiang knew that the entire process would take at least three to five years if it went smoothly. If things didn't go well, he might be suppressed by Cheng lixue for the rest of his life. Besides, even teacher Gao, Gao Shaojie, from the provincial capital, was respectful to boss Zheng. What more could he do? Not to mention teacher Gao, even Maio and the professors from Hyde Castle had been taught surgery by boss Zheng. When would he be able to take the turn? Wang Qiang's judgment of the situation was very accurate. He also lowered his attitude and prepared to "serve" this young master well. It would be best if he could find an opportunity to invite boss Zheng back to give him a surgery teaching. Thinking of this, Wang Qiang was very happy. It was one thing to be able to learn it himself, but boss Zheng's presence alone showed his network. Even the Dean couldn't ignore it. Soon, they arrived at the ICU. They changed their clothes and walked in. It was not time for the shift to end yet, but the doctors came to work one after another. They were all shocked when they saw Zheng Ren. When they saw Department Director pan and Zheng Ren enter the intensive care unit, the two doctors who were changing their clothes started to discuss in a low voice. "Why is President Zheng back? Did you commit a crime?" "Don't talk nonsense. Didn't you watch the live broadcast of Xing Lin garden a few days ago? President Zheng is holding a pair of hemostatic forceps and giving a lesson to a foreign professor. " "I did, so I thought it was strange." "Who knows? he probably went home to visit his relatives. Who do you think President Zheng is going to hit with the hemostatic forceps when he comes back?"