The Surgeon's Studio

At some point, the sound of a Gurney being pushed down the corridor interrupted Zheng Ren's thoughts.

"Security!" Tang Haitao shouted. Security!"

Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment. He quickly stood up and strode out.

"Boss, why are you meddling in other people's business?" Su Yun followed behind and mocked.

However, Zheng Ren did not say anything. He frowned when he saw a person holding a knife with blood on it. He was carrying a person on his back. The person's face could not be seen, and the person's hands were covered in blood.

Now that public security was getting better and better, the underworld had gradually become a legend. What was going on? Zheng Ren was stunned. He came to the hospital with a knife ...

"Doctor, it wasn't me, it was her! It's her!" The man who was carrying the man on his back shouted loudly, indicating that there was no misunderstanding,"save her!!"

He shouted very urgently. Zheng Ren's first thought was that this person did not realize that he was still holding a knife in his hand.

There were not many people who came to the hospital with knives.

Earlier, the two groups would fight, and after that, they would meet at the hospital to fight again. The medical staff were basically waiting for the two groups to finish fighting and clean up the mess. No one dared to rush up.

"Put down the knife first!" Although Tang Haitao was timid, he still held a bench in his hand for self-defense.

"Uh ..." The man was stunned and immediately threw the knife on the ground. He said anxiously while carrying the patient,""Save him!"

Zheng Ren strode forward and pulled a Gurney over. He said in a deep voice,""Place it on the Gurney."

He turned to the nurse."I'm taking your blood pressure."

Zheng Ren thought that it was a patient who had committed suicide, but he did not expect the man to place the patient on the Gurney. The system panel was blood red, and it was clearly indicated that the patient was suffering from cerebral hemorrhage.

This was a little strange, but cerebral hemorrhage was really no joke. Zheng Ren laid the patient flat and rolled her eyes. He saw that her left pupil was dilated and called Tang Haitao over.

Without wasting any time, he took out a small flashlight from his pocket. Zheng Ren took a look at the reflection of light in his pupils.

As expected, the big pig trotter once again proved its accuracy.

"Uh ..." Tang Haitao was also shocked. Was this domestic violence? what kind of heavy object was used to hit the head, causing the brain injury?

He tugged at Zheng Ren's white shirt, and Zheng Ren turned around.""A CT scan of the head. Send him to the neurosurgery department after he's done!"

Haitao Tang didn't understand what boss Zheng meant, but he still went to make the order.

The patient's blood pressure was 180/100 mmhcg. After giving a small amount of anti-pressure drugs through the vein to control the blood pressure, he was urgently sent to the CT room for examination.

No matter how injured this patient was, it was absolutely impossible and impossible for him to be sent directly to the neurosurgery department.

Without a CT scan of the head, the neurosurgery department could not even open the skull. The surgical field of the neurosurgery department was quite small, and a slight mistake would lead to a huge loss. No matter how urgent it was, a CT scan had to be done, or it would waste even more time.

Sometimes, the patient's family members did not understand and thought that CT scans would delay the treatment. Fortunately, the man in front of her was already in a daze and did not have his own opinion.

As the cart rumbled away, Tang Haitao carefully took a piece of gauze and put away the bloodied knife.

"You called the police?" Su Yun asked.

"Yes, this is the weapon. I have to keep it safe." Tang Haitao's voice was shaking, but he still insisted.

"Why bother the police? the patient's initial consideration is self-harm." After Su Yun finished speaking, he saw that his boss was taken aback. He turned around and went back into the house. He did not explain in detail and followed him.

Self-harm? Who would cut off their own fingers? The fingers were connected to the heart, but they were not fatal. If it wasn't for the cruel torture, how could this have happened?

Tang Haitao pouted in disbelief, but he didn't argue.

It was said that boss Zheng was the chief resident of the emergency department in Haicheng, and he had a deep relationship with the emergency department.

After he came to 912, he often went to the emergency department. As a result, the previous chief resident, Zhou Litao, received great benefits. Not only did he have a top-notch SCI paper, but he also had a lot of national scientific research theories.

It was said that boss Zheng was very popular. Haitao Tang's eyes were blue with envy. To offend boss Zheng? Tang Haitao wasn't stupid. He wouldn't do such a stupid thing.

Brother Yun was just talking nonsense just now, so he could just pretend that he didn't hear it. There was no need to argue. Sometimes, people still had to pretend to be confused.

Soon, the police arrived and took away the "weapon" before rushing to the neurosurgery department. Tang Haitao went with them to identify the murderer.

With the police by his side, Tang Haitao was much more courageous, but his voice still sounded a little girly.

But very quickly, he returned dejectedly like a defeated rooster. When he returned to the emergency department, he went straight into cui Lao's office.

"Boss Zheng, Brother Yun." He greeted her in a slightly girly voice.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Ren looked at the medical record in his hand and seemed to be thinking about something. He didn't even raise his head and asked softly.

Su Yun was tapping on her phone screen, as if she was chatting with someone.

"The patient said ..."

"Bleeding? haven't you seen it before?" Su Yun's disdainful words were heard, and the black hair on her forehead fluttered as if in agreement.

Tang Haitao was really stunned this time.

"It's normal. It's just like the time when a child had an allergic reaction to his hand. President Tang immediately saw that it was because he played with slime. You'll know after seeing it once. It's normal that you don't understand it before. " Zheng Ren smiled and helped Tang Haitao out.

"How come I didn't know about slime?" Su Yun lowered her head and asked.

"When Chang Yue went into allergic shock, you were in the emergency room to look after Chang Yue."

Su Yun was speechless. That was a scar. If not for her boss, she would have gotten mad at whoever said that.

"Boss Zheng, Brother Yun, how did you two know?" Tang Haitao asked humbly.

"I don't see any external injuries on his head. There must be a reason for intracranial hemorrhage. Looking at the patient's condition, I highly suspect that he has high blood pressure and is feeling dizzy. Then, he's using some kind of blood transfusion therapy at home. "

"Is it bleeding?" Wang Yao asked. Tang Haitao asked.

"No." Zheng Ren said,"Chinese medicine still needs to differentiate the different types. It's different from Western Medicine's blood letting therapy. With the patient's condition, it's like ..."

"It's a person who doesn't know anything. When he knows that there's bloodletting therapy, he says that it's very useful. In Traditional Chinese Medicine, there was no pulse, no sight, no hearing, no inquiry, and no feeling. How could there be someone who directly used a knife to cut his own finger?

It's called Western medicine, but a few hundred years ago, Western medicine started with 800ml of blood. In the end, they gave up because too many people died. "

Su Yun lowered her head. Her words didn't affect the conversation, and she was quite skilled in multitasking.

"A few hundred milliliters of blood? Can that person still live?" Tang Haitao was stunned.

The blood letting therapy sounded unreliable. Which doctor would be so free to study this thing? So when Tang Haitao heard that he had to draw 800ml of blood, and that was the starting amount, he was stunned.