The Surgeon's Studio

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Director Qian from the ICU was not at home. It was said that he had gone to the provincial capital for an academic conference. However, it did not matter whether it was there or not. The patient's blood pressure was still maintained. The diagnosis was clear, and the doctor on duty did not give any special treatment. He only needed to carry out regular analgesic and blood pressure reduction. After looking at the patient's condition, old Department Director pan waved his hand. Out of habit, Zheng Ren asked Department Director pan to go back and rest while he eagerly prepared to give the preoperative instructions. Since Chang Yue was not around, he could only do this by himself. Sitting in front of the computer in the ICU, Zheng Ren was busy explaining the operation. A young nurse came over, blushing, and asked in a low voice,""President Zheng, when did you come back?" "I arrived at midnight." The young nurse did not notice that Zheng Ren had arrived at midnight and had started working immediately. "Did Brother Yun come back with you?" she mustered her courage and asked. "No, he's in the capital." Zheng Ren continued to make noise. "Oh," the young nurse replied in disappointment. Zheng Ren was not attractive to her at all. The nurses 'enthusiasm for work had decreased a lot when Su Yun was not back. Zheng Ren was well aware of this. He could not compare to Su Yun at all. There was nothing to be jealous about. Su Yun would still wonder why he performed the surgery well. After Zheng Ren was done with the pre – Operation briefing, he took a look at the patient's name and went out with the doctor on duty to look for the patient's family. "President Zheng, I think the patient's family members are a little strange. You should be careful." The on – duty doctor of the ICU team told Zheng Ren on the way. "Yeah, I think there's a problem too, but we'll see how it goes." Zheng Ren recalled the middle – aged woman's slightly cold face and the transfer. He knew what to do. "President Zheng, did you go overseas a few days ago?" "Yes, I went overseas to take a look." Zheng Ren sounded humble, but everyone knew about the live broadcast of teaching surgeries. His modesty at this moment seemed to be acting cool instead. The doctor on duty sighed with emotion. It was difficult for him to even publish an article with a Chinese prefix. President Zheng, on the other hand, had gone overseas for surgery. The difference between them was like the difference between heaven and earth. Outside the door came a burst of noise and crying. It was a mess. Zheng Ren's heart tightened. As he walked carefully, he picked up the preoperative instructions and re – examined them. There was no problem. He had written down many things that rarely happened. Besides, his standard in interventional surgeries had already reached its peak, and no one could say that they could perform surgeries better than him. Even so, Zheng Ren was a little nervous. He opened the door and was surprised to see an old lady in her 70s arguing with the cold – looking woman who had followed him here. The two of them were like two angry Tigresses. They looked at each other and neither of them was willing to take a step back. If there weren't other people holding them back, they would have already started fighting. Zheng Ren's hand was a little numb. Even a doctor with rich clinical experience like him had no idea what to do. The ICU doctors wanted to hide when they saw this. They did not want to get involved in such family affairs. They could come back to communicate after they were tired of quarreling. Otherwise, they were likely to get into trouble. However, Zheng Ren could not Dodge. The patient had an aortic dissection. If he was fine, it was normal for him to last one or two days. But if something had happened to him, he would probably be dead by now. Time waited for no one. There was no time to wait for them to finish arguing. "Cough, cough! Shen Hua's family! Someone who can sign!" Zheng Ren raised his voice as he stood at the side. The two women did not pay any attention to Zheng Ren. They did not even hear what he said. They were still arguing and cursing at each other. "Shen Hua is going to die, what are you fighting for!" Zheng Ren raised his voice again. It was said that one's voice was not important when one was reasonable, but this was not the case most of the time. The louder his voice was, the more imposing he would be. If not for the dozen or so bodyguards in black suits standing behind Zheng Ren, such an effect could also be achieved. However, it was difficult for doctors to be so imposing now. There was no other way. Zheng Ren's voice interrupted their argument. The two female Tigers turned their heads and glared at Zheng Ren. "Who are you? Shen Hua is fine, why is he going to die!" "It's the First People's Hospital of Yun Hua city that's so desperate for money that you won't let me transfer the patient to another hospital no matter what!"The middle – aged woman roared. "It's all because of you. If you didn't force Huazi, would he have jumped off a building in the middle of the night? My poor son!" The old lady said and started to wail. Zheng Ren's head was in a mess, and he felt a sharp pain. "It's not that we don't want to transfer the patient, but you have to sign now and know that the patient has an aortic dissection aneurysm. The family members strongly request for a transfer and state that they know that the patient may die at any time, and they will be responsible for all consequences. Write down this line of words, sign it, and leave at any time, no one will stop you!" Zheng Ren raised his voice again, his throat hurting. Suppressing the other party with his aura and standing on the side of reason, Zheng Ren had no possibility of losing. Shen Hua's lover lowered his voice in embarrassment and began to change the topic. Zheng Ren was also very helpless. The patient was already in such a state, and neither of the two immediate family members was doing anything proper ... The work at the bottom level was really difficult. It would be great if Chang Yue was here. He could be the boss and leave this matter to Chang Yue. Who cared how she dealt with it, as long as Chang Yue could handle it well in the end. "But now, I have to rush forward," Zheng Ren sighed. "Shen Hua's relative, you are his lover? You're his mother?" Zheng Ren's expression was cold, but his tone was firm. With an unquestionable authority, he asked directly. "Shen Hua's condition is very serious. He needs a stent to save his life. Come with me. We'll do the preoperative briefing now." As Zheng Ren spoke, he walked into the room next door. There was a surveillance camera here. Zheng Ren looked up at the camera and saw that the doctor on duty had already started it. He felt slightly relieved. It was a little cold sitting on the chair. However, Zheng Ren could not care so much. His finger gently pointed at the preoperative instructions, and his mind was thinking about the complicated relationship between the patient's mother and her lover. It was estimated that the patient named Shen Hua was the kind of person who suffered from splint trauma. On one hand, he was forced by his mother, on the other hand, he was forced by his lover. In addition, he was a bit more cowardly. In the end, he could only jump off the building to commit suicide. And the two immediate family members were still quarreling. This kind of thing was the most troublesome. When the two quarreled, they both put on a posture of "I'm doing this for Shen Hua's good. " However, when it came to responsibility and signing, no one came. They would have countless questions. At this time, they must record and keep all the evidence. It might seem ridiculous to have to solve such trivial matters while the patient was on the verge of death, but this was part of a doctor's job. However, this part of the work required a lot of effort. Zheng Ren was a little distracted. Maio was still the best. The figure of Wu Hui, who was holding his stomach and walking out of Mayo Clinic in dejection, was so clear in his mind.