Chapter 1117 Thirst for Hemostatic Forceps

"Director Zhou, hello." Zheng Ren instantly had an epiphany, smiled slightly, and stood up.

"When did you come back, why didn't you tell me." Director Zhou said reproachfully.

"I just came back, I miss the director, come back and chat." Zheng Ren smiled.

He smiled, very light, very soft, the knot in his heart was opened, although it didn't turn into nothingness so quickly, but it didn't seem like yesterday's chest was full of blocks.

Director Zhou sighed with emotion, looking at Zheng Ren's current life, he is the same as Liang Chaowei. Tony Leung would go to London to feed the pigeons when he was all right, and Boss Zheng would go back to Haicheng to chat with Director Pan when he was all right.

Are your days in the capital so busy?

Isn't it said that the doctor over there performs surgery from morning to night, and is not idle for a while, and is half dead from exhaustion?

Looking at Zheng Ren's appearance, it doesn't look like it.

"Really, next time you go home, let me know as soon as possible. I'll take someone to pick you up at the airport." Director Zhou was thinking about the mess in his mind, and he was polite to Zheng Ren.

"You're welcome, Director Zhou." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "I didn't ask for leave there. After the operation last night, I wanted to run back to the old director on a whim, but I usually don't have time."

Director Zhou was relieved, and Sanguan was finally saved.

"Is that busy?" Director Zhou asked casually.

"I don't know." Zheng Ren said.

"..." Director Zhou was stunned. Zheng Ren immediately said: "I just flew back from Heidelberg. I didn't go to the department, but came back directly. I'm not at home, so I probably won't be very busy."

"You go to... Heidelberg? Professor Rudolf Wagner's hospital?"

"Well, let's go and have a look." Zheng Ren said.

Director Zhou has been busy with a medical dispute for the past few days. The live broadcast of the surgery in Xinglin Garden has nothing to do with him, and he has not paid attention to it.

He sighed in his heart, this Boss Zheng is really awesome. There is a German professor as an assistant, and he can go to Heidelberg to play casually.

It seems that the imperial capital is also very busy.

"Boss Zheng, I just wanted to contact Director Wang, but you just came back, so please trouble you."

"what's up?"

"A relative of a leading family in the city had liver cancer resection performed in Modu last year, but it recurred after the operation. Now there is no other way, so interventional treatment is recommended. This is not to find President Xiao, why do you want to invite someone to do it? ."

"Oh, want to find Teacher Gao?"

"Boss Zheng, don't call me that." Just when he said about Teacher Gao, there was hearty laughter from outside the office, and Gao Shaojie arrived.

We haven't seen each other for several months, only Su Yun contacted Gao Shaojie via email to do the TIPS surgery project. Seeing him again at this time, Zheng Ren was also very happy, and stretched out his hands to hold Gao Shaojie together.

"Boss Zheng, you went to the imperial capital. The platform is different, and the energy you exert is different. In the past few months, your growth has been seen in my eyes. I think it's like a myth." Gao Shaojie said with a smile. .

"No, no."

"I still remember when I told you that it's best not to hit me with hemostatic forceps. After watching the open teaching operation you performed in Mayo, I really want to be hit by you with hemostatic forceps a few more times." Gao Shaojie said with a smile. .

Professor Liu smiled in the back. In fact, he was the one who wanted to be beaten with hemostatic forceps the most. Without wearing a sterile cap, you can see that he is slightly bald, and under the sunlight, it is shining, showing a slight vicissitudes of life.

Zheng Ren didn't go after the operation in the provincial hospital. Professor Liu's TIPS operation was brought by Gao Shaojie.

But no matter how he took it, Professor Liu felt that something was wrong.

At first, he thought it was Gao Shaojie hiding his secrets, but the recent live teaching operation let him know that the gap between himself and Gao Shaojie was only as far as Boss Zheng's hemostatic forceps.

There are so many little details that most people don't notice. But Boss Zheng's hemostatic pliers can notice it, and it's like a summoned beast. As long as there is something wrong, he will definitely greet him without hesitation.

He was eager to accept the baptism of Boss Zheng's hemostatic forceps.

But Gao Shaojie was reminiscing about the old days, and Professor Liu could only stand silently watching. It would be very embarrassing to go up at this time. Even Professor Liu is not sure if Boss Zheng still remembers him. He habitually touched his head with his hands, which is said to increase the blood supply of the capillaries and grow new hair. But in fact, it didn't work.

There were more and more people, and Director Pan didn't expect it to become like this. Moreover, Director Zhou had something to do. Although he didn't say it directly, he didn't seem to be ready to let Zheng Ren go, so he smiled and asked everyone to go to work, and made an appointment to have dinner together in the evening.

After the old director Pan slammed it, Zheng Ren was much better, at least he didn't have a straight face, and he smiled slightly.

"Director Zhou, where is the patient?" Zheng Ren asked. It was still early, and he thought that if the patient didn't eat, he would just do the examination, and then have the operation tomorrow morning at the latest. After the operation, he had to hurry up and rush back to the imperial capital.

This time, it is self-willed, certainly not the normal state of life. But in life, there are always times of willfulness.

"In the Department of Gastroenterology, Boss Zheng, take a look?" Chief Zhou said.

Zheng Ren is a little strange, why don't you live in the oncology department? But what about the patient, the situation is very strange. The most reasonable explanation is that the patient himself did not know the condition, and the family also concealed the condition to prevent the patient from having such high psychological pressure, so he stayed in the gastroenterology department.

"Go and see if you have eaten in the morning, if not, do CT first." Zheng Ren said.

After saying goodbye to Director Pan for a while, a group of people came to the Department of Gastroenterology.

Just after nine o'clock, today's Gastroenterology University rounds. The youngest doctor behind him was pushing the medical record cart. The doctor in charge of the bed reported the patient's condition. Director Xia was examining the patients one by one and changing the diagnosis and treatment measures according to the changes in the condition.

This process is very long, at least until noon or twelve o'clock to end.

People who are used to surgery are very disdainful of this kind of big rounds and feel that it is a waste of time. Surgery is rarely such a thing, and some are dealt with.

After all, there is an operation in the morning, who has the time to grind it a little bit?

Moreover, surgical patients are basically just after the operation, and there is no need to adjust the diagnosis and treatment medication a little bit.

This is a huge difference between medicine and surgery.

Surgery is mainly based on surgery. If the surgery is done well, the patient will recover quickly. Internal medicine is based on dialectics. If the medicine is used well, the patient will recover quickly.

The moment a little doctor who fell at the end saw Director Zhou, his face changed, and he hurriedly called Director Xia.

The medical department responsible for dealing with disputes between doctors and patients is in the hearts of ordinary doctors, and his status is so high that his movements are a little awkward when he runs. Accidentally hit the medical record car, whoops.

No hospital is like this. Now there are more and more disputes between doctors and patients, the burden on the head of the medical department is getting heavier and heavier, and his face is getting more and more ugly.

"Director Zhou, they are so afraid of you." Gao Shaojie laughed.

"There's no way. Recently, the Department of Gastroenterology has had two major rescues for hematemesis, but they haven't been rescued. The family members of the patients are still making trouble with me."

Just as he was talking, Director Xia hurried out of the ward. Followed by the deputy director and the responsible chief physician, they returned from the ward like a white arrow and flew out.