Chapter 1391 There Is a Little Beast Inside

Xiangjiang, and Sanatorium Hospital.

Qin Lu regained consciousness briefly after talking nonsense again.

His eyes had lost the luster of wisdom, and were full of exhaustion, staring at the children and grandchildren in the room.

How much of the concern in the eyes of the children and grandchildren is true and how much is false, who can tell clearly?

He rested for a few minutes, feeling a little bit of energy recovered, then opened his cloudy and yellow eyes, and said, "Qin Tang stay, others go out."

Qin Tianming was very respectful and obedient. He meekly watched the others go out, and whispered, "Qin Tang, don't talk for too long, your grandfather is tired."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Qin Lu with concern and turned to go out.

The ward was quiet, Qin Lu looked at Qin Tang and asked, "I'm afraid I'm running out of time."

"Grandpa, don't say that." Qin Tang felt guilty.

Although Qin Lu's eyes have become cloudy, he still seems to be able to read people's hearts.

"I don't know when I'll fall asleep again. You can listen to me quietly." Qin Lu said lightly, not daring to use too much strength, for fear that he would fall asleep early and would not have time to explain to Qin Tang.

Qin Tang nodded.

"You know that I am most optimistic about you, but I didn't leave you a large amount of family property. I hope you can understand." Qin Lu said briefly: "The assets I left to you represent the future. From information port to traditional Chinese medicine Hong Kong, let them make real estate in the end. Real estate has no future, you have to understand this.”

Qin Tang nodded.

Qin Lu looked at him silently, and after 10 seconds, he continued: "You understand, the absolute value of the equity of those companies is not very large, but I have carefully selected them. Don't throw the funds away. When it comes to real estate projects, this is my last piece of advice to you."

"Grandpa!" Qin Tang had a bad feeling.

"Don't interrupt me, I haven't given up so easily." Qin Lu said: "Who did Zou Jiahua's illness get cured?"

"Dr. Zheng Ren from 912."

"Have you invited him?"

"Yes, but the 912 hospital directly refused. I asked someone to find out, and said that Dr. Olsen of the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences was in 912, and Dr. Zheng was studying the turbulence problem." Qin Tang tried to explain the situation as simply as possible.

"How can a really good doctor come here. You go right away, you know my situation, right?"

"Know."

"Go, this is my last hope." Qin Lu said, not depressed, but smiled, "If you think about Zou Jiahua's performance in this matter, you will understand a lot of things."

"..."

"Proportion, heat, and judgment." Qin Lu said, his eyes slowly closed again, and a faint snoring sounded.

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The next morning, Zheng Ren got up and saw Xiao Yiren's reply.

He opened it nervously.

Yiren didn't say anything else, and it seemed that it was no different from greeting good night as usual, as if seeing his old husband last night seemed to be an illusion at all.

But Xiao Yiren was not at home, Zheng Ren, Su Yun, and Chang Yue were like stray dogs, they went to the breakfast shop to fool around.

Su Yun sighed with emotion that Yiren still cooks delicious food. After eating half full in the strange eyes of the owner of the breakfast shop, he rushed to the hospital early.

According to yesterday's ordering, the first patient was the one whom Chang Yue asked Zheng Ren to take charge of.

Although in Zheng Ren's opinion, Liu Zewei performed the operation while watching the stage by himself, and the effect was similar to that of his own operation. The only difference was the time and some small details that were not used in the TIPS operation.

But Chang Yue's request, let's do it.

Zheng Ren also had a tinge of disgust at saying yesterday that the patient was a dead ghost, while fixing his nails and talking about what kind of woman to look for.

At home, I can't take care of myself.

When you come to the hospital, the patient has an additional identity - his own patient!

Why do you say your patient is a ghost? ! When she died, her own patients couldn't die, Zheng Ren thought so.

The patient wants to lie down on the hospital bed, but it is not stable.

A large amount of ascites causes the diaphragm to rise, reducing lung function. Difficulty breathing, poor venous return, and various problems make the patient look particularly uncomfortable.

20-30 years ago, the patient's current state was terminally ill, and he really had to go home and wait to die.

Pumping ascites, which lowers abdominal pressure, can cause more fluid to leak out of the blood vessels, which can lead to hypoalbuminemia.

The symptoms can only improve for a day or two, and even the patient can only be comfortable for about 12 hours.

With the advent of TIPS surgery, patients can choose to fight for life and death. Luckily, the operation went well. If the hepatic encephalopathy is not severe, it will slowly recover under the action of diuretics and other drugs, and the portal hypertension will no longer exist.

It's not a problem to live another ten or eight years.

And Zheng Ren's improved version of TIPS surgery allows this "terminal illness" to fully recover with a high probability.

Zheng Ren recalled the face of the woman yesterday and smiled slightly.

"Boss, when can you knock me out for two more surgeries?" Professor Rudolf Wagner came up with him. He was extremely dissatisfied with Zheng Ren's decision to bring Liu Zewei to power.

The number of patients is limited. Professor Rudolf Wagner and Liu Zewei are like little beasts waiting to be fed, and they need countless surgeries.

Take the technique to a certain level with surgery, then stabilize it with a lot of surgery.

Based on their age, it is estimated that the limit is the master level.

Zheng Ren asked himself in dissatisfaction and smiled, "The community hospital will be built soon, and all the European and American experts who come to study will be brought by you."

"Oh my god, boss, your generosity can light up the whole universe!" Professor Rudolf Wagner said excitedly.

The professor was particularly interested in being able to beat all his peers. He forgot that his purpose was to be beaten by Zheng Ren for a few operations and then improve his technique.

"Yiren, what did your dad say yesterday?" Seeing that Xie Yiren was busy, Zheng Ren leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"I didn't say anything, my mother likes you very much and said you are stupid." Xie Yiren smiled and said.

Zheng Ren scratched his head.

It is normal to be silly, and Zheng Ren has a correct understanding of his performance yesterday.

"Then Uncle Ning... What does your father think?"

"He said that you acted too honestly, but your heart is actually dark." Xie Yiren said with a smile.

"..." Zheng Ren didn't expect that his father-in-law would give him such an evaluation.

"Let me translate it, I'll scare you." Xie Yiren said, "It's just that you have a little beast in your heart and you need to be disciplined."

Zheng Ren nodded again and again.

Yiren is right!

"Hurry up and watch the movie, the operation will start soon." Xie Yiren urged, for fear that Zheng Ren would always be thinking about his own things and delay the operation.

After laughing twice, Zheng Ren went to watch the movie with his arms in his arms. The habit is still the habit of the past. Before the operation, he did not watch the two-eye film, and simulated the operation process. He always felt that he did not support it.

The patient lying on the operating table was a little timid. He carefully looked at the people around him and asked, "Doctor, can I get off the stage alive."