Chapter 151 Private Order (Part 1)

"Mr. Zheng!" The doctor on duty stopped Zheng Ren from behind.

"Um?"

"There is a patient who said that he wants to be hospitalized, but... let's take a look." said the doctor on duty.

He is the doctor on duty in the emergency department. Zheng Ren was born in surgery and is not very familiar with them. They seldom let Zheng Ren help with diagnosis. If they encounter difficult and difficult patients, they are directly admitted to the hospital.

Zheng Ren nodded and walked to the emergency room.

A flat car was in the middle of the emergency room, and on it lay an angry old man who looked like he was about seventy or eighty years old.

There was an old lady standing next to her, also of average age.

"Mr. Zheng, my aunt said she wanted to be admitted to the hospital, but she didn't want to be treated, she just wanted to send the old man away," said the emergency medicine doctor.

For the terminally ill, some local customs are to walk at home. In some places, the custom is to walk in temples or churches. But more places are sent away in the hospital.

But now is the early winter season, with high incidence of cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, and overcrowding of major internal medicine departments such as neurology, circulation, and respiration. The living should be discharged as soon as possible, not to mention a dying person.

"You are Dr. Zheng." The old lady has kind eyes and kind eyes. There is not much sadness between her eyebrows.

"Auntie, hello, I'm Dr. Zheng." Zheng Ren said.

"I want to take my husband for a ride. There are many inconveniences at home. I want to trouble you." The old lady bowed slightly, her movements were slight, and she couldn't tell if she didn't look carefully. Between hands and feet, grace, wealth and elegance.

"No trouble." Zheng Ren said, "But now there is no ward in the relevant department, and we have nothing to do."

There was a flash of disappointment on the old lady's face, but it quickly dissipated.

"Doctor Zheng, all you need is a quiet room, don't scare others. My husband probably won't stay for a few days, you see..."

"If you want to stay in the emergency ward, you can have a quieter room, but we don't even know the old man's illness, and we don't have more people to rescue and take care of him." Zheng Ren attacked.

"There is no need for rescue or treatment." The old lady lowered her head slightly, and gently stroked the patient's silver hair with her hands, with a loving expression on her face, "As long as he walks quietly, that's fine."

"Then come with me, but if you refuse to rescue, you need to sign." Zheng Ren said.

Emergency physicians know the staffing situation of the emergency ward. It has just been built, and the staffing can be said to be extremely shabby. It is very difficult to deal with emergency department every day. Is Mr. Zheng confused? How can I be admitted to the hospital?

Zheng Ren also has his own considerations.

It's just a ride and write a medical record. If Chang Yue doesn't want to do it, she can write it herself. Anyway, it's just an extra four or five hours of work time.

It doesn't look like much, but four or five hours are squeezed out of study and rest time.

The old lady has a good face, although it is very troublesome, but Zheng Ren still wants to help.

"Then thank you very much." The old lady said politely.

Zheng Ren greeted the two elder brothers who accompanied the inspection and helped push the cart to the emergency ward.

When Chang Yue saw new patients, he started to get busy. I didn’t get annoyed and complained because it was not within the scope of the emergency department’s diagnosis and treatment, and the work increased.

The old man was arranged in the last ward, and Chang Yue went to communicate with the family, inquire about the medical history, and build a sense of trust.

Zheng Ren was sitting in the office, recalling what Director Pan said to himself.

There are many things in the world that don't make sense.

It is impossible to have a black or white explanation.

No matter how arrogant people are, while they are famous all over the world, they will also slander them all over the world. No matter how good things are, there will be destruction and praise.

After thinking for a few minutes, Zheng Ren smiled and began to study how to do Zheng Yunxia's surgery well.

And those truths... so much!

"Chang Yue, when will you be in row 64?" Zheng Ren asked when Chang Yue came back.

"It's half past six tonight."

"Empty stomach, okay?"

"The blood sugar level is normal. Sister Yun is not too old, so there should be no problem."

"Okay, call me when the time comes." Zheng Ren thought about it and asked, "Just ask, if I can do the 64-row 3D reconstruction, will it work?"

"You?" Chang Yue was a little surprised.

"Well." Zheng Ren said seriously: "Conventional 3D reconstruction is just a standard format. I am a surgeon and I need to make a customized 3D reconstruction image according to my ideas."

Chang Yue frowned slightly. She had never heard of any clinician who wanted to do 3D reconstruction by herself since she was in medical care.

Zheng Ren Zheng has been a junior leader for a few days, and has performed hundreds of operations. Has it swelled?

Looking at Chang Yue's eyes, Zheng Ren knew what she was thinking.

But to explain this matter, it will waste too much saliva. The most important thing is that Zheng Ren feels that Chang Yue can't understand, which is beyond the cognition range of ordinary clinicians.

In today's hospitals, the divisions are becoming more and more detailed. What cask theory does not exist at all.

As long as a certain subject's specialization level reaches the master level, it will definitely be famous. Of course, Zheng Ren, who was pulled up by the power of the system, was not very famous because the time was too short.

There is no time to study other subjects. Medicine is an experimental science. How can anyone have so much energy to practice one subject?

There are not many people who can see the image data of the auxiliary department, let alone reach out and operate it by themselves.

Customized? That doesn't exist at all.

The office fell silent. Yang Lei had no sense of existence at all. He was writing medical records on a computer in the far corner. What happened here had nothing to do with him.

Chang Yue couldn't understand Zheng Ren more and more, but after being silent for a while, she nodded and said, "I'll ask Su Yun."

"What about others?" Zheng Ren noticed that Su Yun, who had been following behind him like a ghost, was gone.

"Go to contact and do the 64th row to compete for CT."

While talking, Chang Yue picked up her phone and started to communicate with Su Yun.

Sure enough, Su Yun and Chang Yue had the same reaction, but with Chang Yue's insistence, Su Yun soon knelt down.

One thing is another thing, the ancients honestly did not deceive me.

After 11 boxes of big green sticks drank Su Yun to pieces, it is estimated that Su Yun will never be able to raise his head in front of Chang Yue for the rest of his life.

"He said give it a try, it should be fine." Chang Yue finally turned off her phone and said with a look of disbelief on her face.

Zheng Ren didn't explain too much, and the emergency ward office fell silent again.

In the afternoon, there was an acute appendicitis. Zheng Ren and Yang Lei came to power and performed the operation.

At about six o'clock after the operation, Zheng Ren left Yang Lei to see the house for a while, and then went to the CT room to prepare for 3D reconstruction by himself.

When I came to the door of the CT room, a voice came out.

"You young people now, do you really think that you are omnipotent? I went to the imperial capital for further studies five years ago, and none of the doctors there did 3D reconstruction by themselves. It's really crazy!"

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